Rebirth of a Counterattack: Godly Doctor Shizi Fei

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Chapter 1562

"Wanyu, don't be impulsive, you have to worship your mother first before going to Hanyutan for reading."

Manju live, worship? Not to visit, but to worship?

His mind suddenly became blank, he didn't know what to say and what to do now, and he wouldn't even be sad. He just opened his mouth and ran down his mouth with a big mouth. His heartache was like angling.

The mother left, didn't wait for him to send her for the last trip, or even wait for him to **** her to the coffin for burial.

"Where is my dad? He, where is he?" My mother passed away, leaving my dad and myself behind, and now the saddest person is probably Dad.

Min Hengzhi said: "After the master buried the master, he built a small house not far from the cemetery, named after it, and said that he would live there and never leave again."

Until then, the tears in Wan Yan's eyes rolled down.

More than once, Dad has told him more than once, hoping that he can take over the business of Wanjia as soon as possible, so that he can free up time, take his mother away from the turbulent earth, and live in a secluded mountain forest. He said that this is what the mother has been yearning for, only for his father and himself, that he has always stayed in Kyoto.

Locke came into the house with a white porridge, and when she saw Wan Ye, she also sighed, "Wan Ye, Master Jian said before leaving, that old age, sickness and death are a process that must go through. It's nothing great, but she doesn't want to leave because of her And it makes you and your father sad, so these days have been holding on hard, and now she ca n’t hold on anymore. She hopes that you do n’t be too sad, because her departure is also a painful relief. Hope Do n’t blame her for leaving me so selfishly. In the afterlife, she will be a family with you. ”

Wan Yan lay down on the bed, his back facing Min Hengzhi and Luo Ji, his body curled into a ball, his shoulders trembling constantly. Although there was no sound, the sadness could be easily felt.

After resting in Luozhuang for two days, Wan Ye finally recovered a little strength. He got into the carriage to Yunju, and Min Hengzhi sent him there.

Getting off the carriage, far away, he saw his father with white hair, sitting idly in front of a stele, the tomb was new, and the stele was naturally new, but his father's back was like this Old and lonely.

Tears blurred his vision, and for a while, he was struggling, not knowing how to face the old and lonely father, and how to face the mother who died with regret.

Min Hengzhi patted his shoulder and whispered, "Let's go and give your mother a hoe."

He followed Min Hengzhi, and every step seemed to use up all his strength, step by step, and finally came to his mother's grave, his eyes were hazy with tears, he could not see the words engraved on the stele, and he saw a word. Unclear, could not hear what his father said in his ears, and could not hear a single sentence. He put his forehead on the cold bluestone, and after a long time, he shouted thousands of words to his mother, but never got it again. Mother's response.

Mr. Wan lifted up the heartbroken Manzhao and brought him back to Yunju.

The residence is not big, but the furnishings inside are very delicate and complete, and the packing is very clean. It seems that Mr. Wan really intends to stay for a long time.

Mr. Wan helped Wan Ye to sit down in the chair, poured him a glass of water, and sighed, "Hey, your mother is gone, and sadness is useless. I want to open it."