Chapter 911

The real identity of the husband was found, but there was no look of joy. A sad atmosphere filled the courtyard of the villa.

The tearful Qin Guozhu now only feels that his whole heart seems to be hollowed out. His son, who should have a bright future, is on such a dead end because of his drunken words.

"Dad, come and have a seat!" Qin Zongheng stood up, went to Qin Guozhu, helped Qin Guozhu to the tea table and sat down. Then he told ah Kui, "girl, go get a basin of hot water."

Ah Kui nodded, showed a childlike smile to Qin Zongheng, and then quickly walked into the villa.

When she came out again, she had a basin of hot water in her hand.

"I'll do it!" Qin Zongheng took the hot water from ah Kui's hand with a smile and put it at Qin Guozhu's feet.

Looking at Qin Guozhu with silver hair, Qin Zongheng is full of guilt, which is destined to be a great tragedy for the white haired people to send the black haired people.

If you want to talk about the person he owes in his life, he thinks that there should be three. The first is the woman who has haunted him all his life, the second is his father Qin Guozhu. Again, Qin Zongheng looks up slightly, looks at the innocent face standing there, looks at his cry, and gives a helpless sigh.

After sighing, Qin Zongheng smiles to Qin Guozhu and asks, "Dad, I haven't washed your feet for a long time, have I?"

Qin Guozhu felt that his heart seemed to be pricked with thousands of needles. He lowered his eyes and looked at his little son squatting at his feet. He never forgot this scene.

Now he has been a child for a long time, and now he has no son like himself.

At that time, he was actually drunk, but he blamed it on his son. He used the moves he learned from Song Yinian, an old rascal, to help him wash his feet for a year.

At that time, when I saw my son squatting at his feet to wash his feet, his face was always full of smiles. Maybe it was the happiest time in his life?

Now the situation has changed, at any time the same scene, but his face at the moment has no smile, only endless sadness.

"Boom..."

I don't know when the sunny sky began to become dark. There were bursts of thunder in the distance. At the beginning, the thunder was just dull. Later, it rang through the sky and blew their ears into a roar.

With the roar of thunder, the strong wind around us also rises, and the green trees in the courtyard are "rustling" by the strong wind, which suddenly makes the warm and suitable ground cool.

Qin Zongheng was not disturbed by the strong wind and thunder. He gently took off his shoes and socks for Qin Guozhu, then carefully rolled his trousers to the knee level floor, and then lifted Qin Guozhu's legs to the basin. Qin Guozhu's feet were very thin, and he could even see protruding bones, which was completely different from the feet he saw many years ago The legs of the column are full, and the skin is not as loose as it is now.

"Is the temperature right?" Qin Zongheng lowered his head and asked Qin Guozhu without raising his head.

Qin Guozhu slowly raised his bony hand and wiped away the tears in his eyes. He choked and said: "suitable!"

"Oh, it's just right. I know you're afraid of scalding." Qin Zongheng smiles and tells ah Kui, "go and get another thick towel. You need a thick towel."

Although ah Kui was a little confused, she followed her husband's words to the letter. Soon she came out of the room with a brand-new white towel. Her hair was a little messy by the strong wind, but she was not in the mood to take care of her messy hair. She just squatted quietly beside Qin Zongheng.

"Wow..."

Qin Zongheng picked up hot water and poured it on Qin Guozhu's leg. When Qin Guozhu's leg was completely wet by hot water, he gently pressed it on his leg, and asked Qin Guozhu, "Dad, have my craft regressed after so many years?"

He had grown up with respect. He shouldn't have been able to press his feet, but he gradually learned how to wash Qin Guozhu's feet in that year. He still remembers that he joked with his father at that time that if he couldn't do business any more, he might be able to rely on this skill to make a living.

However, after the end of that year, his craft has never been used again. Now, many years have passed, and he is not unfamiliar with it.

"You've been very Smart, you can learn everything quickly, as long as you learn things will not forget Qin Guozhu tightly closed his eyes, do not let the tears in his eyes flow down, the muscles on his face in constant twitch, obviously is trying to endure.

"Ha ha, I haven't heard you praise me like that for a long time." Qin Zongheng was smiling, but he buried his head so that no one could see the tears in his eyes.When Qin Guozhu's legs are pressed again, Qin longitudinal horizontal a cry stretched out his hand, a cry understanding, immediately put his hands of thick towel to Mr. hand.

Qin Zongheng wetted the towel by soaking it in water, then wrung it dry, and stacked it on Qin Guozhu's knee.

After finishing all this, Qin Zongheng began to wash Qin Guozhu's feet. His movements were very careful. Every foot washed carefully, which was very similar to his attitude.

"Dad, you need to cut your toenails." Qin Zongheng said with a tearful smile, "but I won't cut it for you. Let's leave it to my elder brother. Our two brothers should be fair."

After hearing Qin Zongheng's words, no matter Qin Haoran, Xu Shaotang or long Jiang, they are all crying silently. They know that this should be the last time Qin Zongheng washes Qin Guozhu's feet.

"No way!" Qin Guozhu, who was very patient with tears, turned down Qin Zongheng's proposal in a low roaring voice and said, "I want you to cut it for me, your craftsmanship Bigger brother than you Good

In fact, it's not the question of whose skill is good. It's just toenails. Who cuts them is not the same? However, he still wants to enjoy the last moment of warmth. Why does he not understand what the Dragon knows?

"Ha ha, Dad, you are still so overbearing!" Qin Zongheng smiles happily, and a line of blood appears suddenly at the corner of his mouth.

"Tick" sound, Qin Zongheng's mouth blood drops down the chin in Qin Guozhu's foot water, splashing a small spray, but the blood is black!

More black blood dripped from the corner of Qin Zongheng's mouth. Qin Zongheng opened his mouth full of black blood and said with a tearful smile: "Dad, I'm afraid that's the requirement I can't promise... "

With that, Qin Zongheng's body fell straight to the ground.