My 1979

From the bottom of his heart, Li He originally had reservations about the iron ore project in Australia. He did not want to waste too much time and energy here for a project that would not yield results for a long time.

However, what Singer said at this moment made him slightly moved. The iron ore cake was really too tempting!

Although Mu Yan's funeral was held in Western style, it was celebrated in accordance with Chinese customs.

There were no firecrackers, but the paper money burning in this Western-style cemetery was still a bit out of place.

"Old Mu, I've wronged you." Li He poured a glass of wine into the pile of paper, and the flames started to rise. He looked at the cemeteries on the left and right, and sighed, "The neighbors around you are all foreign devils, and you don't know them. Do you know how to play mahjong? If not, you have to teach them. While promoting the quintessence of the Chinese nation, you can also relieve yourself of loneliness. Otherwise, you will be really lonely."

"Yes, Lao Mu, I'm just afraid that you'll be lonely." Liu Yibo started crying as he spoke, "You said that my brothers won't be around you in the future. What will you do alone? Really, have some fun for yourself. , if you have time, my brothers will come back to see you often. You don’t have to be afraid of anyone."

Finally I couldn't help it anymore and cried louder.

"Brother." Meng Jianguo said in a voice that only he could hear, "I just showed you that there are several beautiful foreign girls near you. They are also very good-looking. They are a good match for you. You are alive." I was so tired and reserved at that time, but now that I have lost all of that, why are I still talking so much? When I should be cool, I should be cool for once."

Probably influenced by Liu Yibo, his tears never stopped from beginning to end.

"Mu Yin, come here and have a few words with your father." Li He pulled Mu Yan's son to him and comforted him, "From now on, we won't be able to see our father often. Let's say goodbye to him."

"Dad, I dreamed of you last night." Mu Yin is not old, but he understands everything he needs to know. He doesn't understand what death is, but he understands that he will never see his father again. The eyes are always red and swollen.

On the tombstone, there was a picture of Mu Yan with a bright smile. Li He stared into his eyes and said seriously, "Old Mu, please believe me, I will help you raise your child. Your son will be my son from now on. I will teach him how to be a good man, I will let him receive the best education and live the best life, and I will even help you keep an eye on your old Mu family's expansion."

"Old Li, come here quickly." Meng Jianguo supported Yang Ling who fainted on the ground and hurriedly called to Li He.

Li He didn't pinch her, but just touched her breath, "Maybe she's too sad. I'll carry her to the car and take her back to have a rest."

He really hoped that Yang Ling could cry a lot, so that she wouldn't suppress everything in her heart. People can't bear to hold it in. If they hold it in for a long time, something will go wrong.

When Yang Ling woke up, she stared blankly at Meng Jianguo, Li He and others sitting on the sofa.

Liu Yibo asked Li He quietly, "Do you think she can't get over it?"

"Hey, it's not impossible." This is what Li He is worried about. "If it weren't for Mu Yin's bond, she really wouldn't be able to survive."

Only if you have truly loved someone can you understand the pain of losing your lover. He has lost it before, and he understands it, let alone facing the death of his lover.

The feeling of losing a loved one is not crying, not breaking down, not muttering in sorrow, but the hallucination of pain in the limbs. It hurts, it throbs, it has no real source, but it's hard to heal.

"Xiao Li, can you come here?" Yang Ling sat up from the bed and leaned her back against the head of the bed.

"Sister Yang, if you have anything you can say, we won't agree." Li He walked over and poured her a cup of tea.

Yang Ling took the tea, took a sip with her dry lips, and said with a forced smile, "Thank you."

"You don't have to be so polite." Li He put the tea cup down again after she finished drinking, "What's the matter?"

"You will help me take care of Mu Yin, right?" Yang Ling asked hopefully.

"Of course," Li He felt something was wrong, and then continued, "But the most we can give is material. The love given by mother is irreplaceable by any of us. He has no father now. , we can’t live without a mother anymore, you have to cheer up quickly, even if it’s for the sake of your children.”

She closed her eyes in pain and murmured, "I know, I know everything, but, Xiao Li, tell me, how will I live without him?"

He is her heaven, her earth, the brightest star in the sky, and everything to her.

Tears moistened her eyes, but she never burst into tears and tried her best to control herself.

"Take your time, the child is still young." Li He rubbed his eyes, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

"We got married early. Before he was admitted to college, we had not spoken at all. After he was admitted to college, people said that I was not good enough for him and he wanted to become a city man. .

I didn't care at the time. Really, if you sincerely wish someone well, just watching him from a distance is enough. Yang Ling suddenly laughed, "As a result, one day I was washing clothes in the river, and he ran over. I asked him what he was doing. His face turned red, he couldn't say a word, and then he ran away. "

She laughed even louder.

"Lao Mu has always been a shy person." Li He followed.

"At that moment, I understood what he meant. He is not a heartless person." Yang Ling smiled and sighed, "Later he went to college, and he had to pay for the living allowance every month. I sent it home. One year when I came back, I saw that he was so skinny that I felt really sad.

What kind of person is he? He is silent, but he has many thoughts in his heart, which are not as smart as him. However, he never tells anyone easily about any sufferings or grievances he has, and he has to bear them all by himself." Yang Ling's tears finally came down, "When his mother was sick, I stayed at his house regardless of my family's objections to share some of the burden with him. I couldn't bear to see him suffer.

Later, after he graduated from graduate school, he was assigned to become a teacher.

We got married, Xiao Li, remember, when I came out of the train station, you and he picked me up together. "

"Remember." Li He wiped his tears and was too sad to speak.

Yang Ling continued, "Actually, I'm not stupid. I know he doesn't like me. He just sympathizes with me and doesn't want to let me down. This is a make-do life, and I have made do with it until now."

Li He comforted, "He cares about you very much, and even an outsider like me can see it."

Yang Ling shook her head, "Don't you students always talk about a common language? He and I don't have that language. It was me who wronged him. Tell me, does he feel aggrieved or not?"

Suddenly he burst into tears.