Chapter 223: Why look back on the past
"You mean the two little dolls you sent to the Wang family to report the news?" Wu Yuan casually asked rhetorically. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"That's right, if nothing else, Tianhong and Yu Bing have already gone to ...... yesterday"
Unexpectedly, before I finished speaking, Phoenix was already shouting beside me: "Hey, Yiyang, look, there seems to be someone downstairs in the city, it's so familiar to visit!" ”
Hearing this, I hurriedly looked down the city tower, and in the hazy night, I could vaguely see a thin figure walking slowly towards the city.
However, because it was a bit far away and it was dark, it was difficult to see who this person was.
"It's Tianhong's back!"
Long Xueyan reminded me in a hoarse voice next to me.
"Ah, Tianhong?" I looked at Long Xueyan in disbelief, expecting her to reply to me in the affirmative.
"Haha, I really mean Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, it's really Tianhong!" Phoenix also chimed in!
Since Long Xueyan and Phoenix have both confirmed that it is Tianhong, there must be no mistake.
At that moment, he shouted impatiently towards the city gate: "Tianhong, Tianhong!" ”
Let's say that Tianhong slept beautifully at Wang Binglin's house.
Tianhong woke up early the next morning.
After waking up, I turned around and saw that the bed was empty, and Uncle Wang Binglin, who slept in the same bed with him last night, had gotten up and gone out at some point.
Looking at the sky outside the window, it was gray, and it seemed that it was just dawn, and it was expected that the time was still early.
Originally, Tianhong wanted to sleep more, but when he thought that Yu Bing's soul was hooked by the hanging neck ghost in the old house last night, he was still lying alone in the next room unconscious, and he immediately felt sleepy.
After lying down for a while, I decided to get up first and go to Yu Bing's room to see the situation.
Tianhong struggled to get up from the bed, got dressed, and walked out of the room quickly.
After walking out of the room, I happened to meet Uncle Wang Binglin coming out of the kitchen, and hurriedly greeted with a light smile: "Uncle, good morning." ”
Wang Binglin smiled and replied in a loving tone: "Tianhong, why don't you sleep for a while?" ”
"Uncle, I'm not too worried about Yu Bing, so get up and see how the situation is going on her side!" Tianhong replied with a worried face.
"Oh, Yu Bing is fine, I went to her room just now, except for still being asleep, the other vital signs are normal, you don't have to worry too much.
Wang Binglin walked to Tianhong's side as he spoke, patted Tianhong's shoulder with his hand, and signaled him not to push himself too hard.
Tianhong saw that Wang Binglin had already gone to see it, so there was no need for him to go in and disturb Yu Bing, so he looked up at the tall Wang Binglin beside him, and asked embarrassedly: "Uncle, I want to wash my face, where can I wash it?"
"Oh, I've already boiled hot water for you, you can first get some hot water out and wash your face, wipe your body well, and then cover the towel with heat, and take it to help Yu Bing wipe the dust off his face. Wang Binglin looked at Tianhong Dao lovingly.
I really can't imagine that he, a middle-aged man, would be so careful, and get up early in the morning to boil Tianhong's face wash, which is really a rare good person.
"Okay uncle, then I'm going to wash my face first?"
Tianhong looked up at Wang Binglin, but his eyes were full of gratitude, because since he was born, to now he is more than eight years old, except for his own grandmother who is a witch, no one has treated him so well.
"Well, let's go!"
Wang Binglin smiled lovingly, but a strange feeling was born in his heart.
Looking at Tianhong's back, he thought of his son.
Since my son went out to earn a living, he has been able to return home less and less, sometimes not even once in two years.
As we get older, we become more afraid of loneliness, and at the same time, we miss the times when we lived with our families.
I don't know why, every time he sees Tianhong, he will remind him of what his son looked like when he was a child, just as lively, cute and clever.
"Uncle, uncle......"
Tianhong's voice came at an untimely time, and at the same time interrupted Wang Binglin's reverie.
"Oh, Tianhong, what's the matter?" Wang Binglin hurriedly asked.
"Uncle, what were you thinking just now, I called you several times, but you didn't hear it, what are you doing in a daze this early in the morning?" Tianhong asked mischievously.
"Haha, I just remembered some of the past, so I made some gaffes, which made you laugh, right?" Wang Binglin sighed.
"What is the past that makes you sigh so much?" Tianhong asked with interest.
"It's all old things, don't mention it, don't mention it......"
Then Wang Binglin changed his words again and asked in a deep voice: "Tianhong, how is your relationship with your parents?" ”
When Tianhong heard Wang Binglin ask about his parents, his heart couldn't help but sink, and his originally smiling face suddenly turned gloomy.
After being silent for a while, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I haven't seen my father, and I don't even know what he looks like." ”
"As for my mother, she remarried a few years ago and hasn't been in touch for many years, and now I don't know anything about life or death......"
"Ah, then you've been ...... since childhood"
Wang Binglin suddenly paused when he said this, because he saw that Tianhong's face became ugly, and he even felt like crying.
Tianhong took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality again, and then said slowly: "I have lived with my grandmother since I was a child. ”
"You don't have to pity me, I have lived happily since I was a child, and it is not as miserable as I imagined, and my grandmother is a famous ghost in the Guzhang area, I am proud of her."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Binglin with stubborn eyes, wanting to prove that he was a strong person, but in fact, his eyes were already full of tears.
For a child like him, who is only eight or nine years old, he has really carried too many things that ordinary children should not carry.
Wang Binglin looked at Tianhong's stubborn eyes, and was also a little moved in his heart, and immediately involuntarily walked to Tianhong's side, stretched out his hand to take the thin Tianhong into his arms, and said warmly: "I can't imagine that you are so young, and you have experienced so many things, you really suffered." ”
Tianhong originally wanted to stubbornly explain, but after feeling Wang Binglin's warm embrace, he actually had a feeling that he had since the end of his heart for a while, as if the middle-aged man in front of him was his father, and the warm and powerful embrace made him full of a sense of security.
Then the images of those memories in my mind reappeared like a movie.
I think back to my childhood, the eyes of the world, and the hard years with my grandmother.
All the grievances suddenly came to his heart, tears gushed out like a desperate mention, and the next second he was crying in Uncle Wang Binglin's arms.