1039. Chapter 4 The Old Father's Words Have Children But They Are Lonely

"The two brothers are in front of me, many elders are in front of me, and the rules of the elders are big, and I don't have a chance. On the way to the funeral home, I wanted to sit in the hearse and carefully examine my father's body, but the two brothers also stayed in the hearse, and I still didn't have a chance. At the funeral home, after saying goodbye to my father's body, I also wanted to blend in with the corpse room when my father's body was pushed into the incineration room, but the two brothers stood at the gate of the incineration room until my father's body was sent to the incinerator, and they followed me every step of the way. ”

"As your father's own son, what reason do they have to kill their own father?"

"The two younger brothers have always been rebellious, from childhood to adulthood, big and small, they always screw with their father. When they got married, their father didn't give them much money, and they had a lot of opinions about their father, but there was a reason for that. ”

"What is the reason?"

"They don't study well, and they often ponder the old objects in their father's hands, and my father has made gold and silver jewelry for most of his life, and there are indeed some old objects in his hands, and those old objects are all made for them to ponder. Later, they even started the idea of a silversmith's shop - they stole the gold and silver jewelry that the customers had brought in to rework and bought it, and finally forced my father to take the things that the customers had brought back to his house every day to put away. After forming a family, they lived separately from their father, who they thought was unseemly except for their opinions. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"My father was a silversmith, and besides a drunkard, a gambler, and a lustful man, I didn't believe that my father was a miscreetor, and I was eighteen years old, and I had never seen him outside in the midst of flowers, but he stayed in the silversmith's shop all day and night, pondering the gold and silverware. Never squeeze your eyebrows with other women and say a word more. As for the drunken gambler, it's true. My father really doesn't pay attention to what he wears, in their words, even if he puts on a dragon robe for his father, he is still a flower child. Therefore, my father regretted very much that I had been sent to Xinjiang back then. During the Spring Festival the year before last, my wife and I went back to Jingnan to see my father, and my father proposed that our family should come back to Jingnan, it didn't matter if we couldn't find a job, we wouldn't starve to death anyway. You see, in this letter, he also mentioned this matter, and I always felt that he had something to say. ”

Wei Zimin took out two pieces of letter paper from the envelope and opened them.

The letter is written with a brush, and nowadays, there are very few people who write letters with a brush, and from the font, Ran Ruzhai's brush writing is very good.

"Look, that's it." Ran Shikai pointed to the third paragraph of text on the second piece of paper.

The letter reads as follows:

"Although the father is in good health, but the spirit is not as good as before, the father is very lonely and lonely, sometimes, in the night, when I wake up, I can no longer sleep, and I am stunned by the empty room. As a father, I very much hope that you can come back, and the children have a job, and it is inconvenient to come back, so let them be, can you and your husband come back? In life, you don't have to worry, even if the family comes back, you don't have to worry about life. It makes sense to be a father. ”

"Last winter, a few days after I returned to Xinjiang from Jingnan after the Spring Festival, my father sent me a sum of money, which shows that my father no longer has any hope for the two brothers."