Chapter 67： Adopted Son of Rebellion 2

Xie Ting had never heard this man mention his father before, let alone other relatives. He had always thought that this man was his real father since he was a child.

After knowing the truth later, I never got close to him again, let alone talking about what was in my heart. The more I liked it, the more I resisted it later.

But the fact is, as long as this man doesn't tell him, no one will tell him these things, so now Xie Ting is pretty well-behaved.

No fuss, no cursing, no rebuttal, just listening quietly.

"The road we walked was much easier than your grandfather's. You were wearing a pair of brand-name sneakers, and when your grandfather walked through this place, sometimes he couldn't even wear straw sandals."

"When the straw sandals are worn out, I can walk on the snow with bare feet. If my feet are not frozen, I can continue walking."

These words were told by Xie Ting's father to the client. According to what Xie Ting's father said at the beginning, it was his grandfather who told him a story when he was a child, so that he could remember to become a useful person to society in the future .

Later, when he got to know the client, Xie Ting's father said this to the client again.

At this time, Xie Ting looked down at the brand-name sneakers on his feet, feeling a little hot for no reason.

"Not cold? Put on your coat."

The coat that Xie Hui bought before, when he took it out and handed it to Xie Ting, the kid didn't refuse with a bad face, and after putting it on, he followed behind Xie Hui, walking like a rambunctious person.

Before coming here, Xie Hui asked many people and knew the current situation here, so he did not bring a guide.

In the backpack was a lot of radishes and potatoes that he went to the restaurant next door in the morning and asked the proprietress to cook him in hot water.

At the beginning, the environment was difficult and there was no way. Now Xie Hui wants this child to experience the feeling at that time, but he doesn't really want Xie Ting to eat tree bark and eat grass like his grandfather.

This place has now become a tourist attraction, and it is not as good as Grandpa Xie Ting's hard work back then.

Xie Hui didn't want Xie Ting to really risk his life to browse the snow-capped mountains like before, but just let him see the path his grandfather walked.

Although it was not as difficult as before, Xie Shen was still tired and his legs were weak in the middle of the walk. He leaned against a tree and his stomach was growling in protest.

"There's a restaurant over there. Let's go buy some food first. What time is it now? Don't you want to eat?"

Hearing that he was hungry, Xie Hui successfully stopped, and took out one each of the potatoes and radishes that had been cooked before from his backpack and handed them to him.

Xie Ting subconsciously took it, took a look, raised his head and looked at the man in bewilderment.

"What are you giving me this for?"

"This is what the two of us ate for lunch. After eating, we continued to climb."

Xie Hui glanced at him indifferently, picked up the boiled radish and took a bite first.

"You **** let me eat this thing? Can this be cooked like this? You don't want me to be carried down on a stretcher, do you?"

Xie Ting's eyes widened in shock, holding the boiled radish in his hand, he felt even more irritable when he felt the squeezed water, so he wanted to throw it away.

As if he had seen through his thoughts, Xie Hui had already ate only a little bit of a carrot at this time, and reminded with a smile:

"If you don't eat this, you will continue to climb hungry. Is there a stretcher to carry you? If you really can't walk, wrap your head with clothes to see if you can roll down?"

Xie Ting looked down and saw that it was just a boiled radish and potato, so he leaned in and took a bite.

Resisting from the bottom of his heart and this food was really bad, Xie Ting couldn't help retching after only one mouthful, angrily wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gave Xie Ting a glare.

Xie Hui took a bite of the potato, looked at the snow-capped mountains not far away, and said:

"Are boiled potatoes and radishes hard to eat?"

Xie Ting rolled his eyes directly, and didn't care about the temper tantrum with this man before and didn't want to talk to him, so he replied directly:

"Do you still need to ask? You just add some water and cook it. Is this food delicious?"

"This thing is fresh, you'd better eat this first, of course I have prepared some other things here, dry rice and cornmeal, which one do you want to eat?"

After listening to Xie Hui's choice, Xie Ting took another bite of the carrot.

From the bottom of my heart, I began to wonder if this man wanted to torment him desperately so that he would compromise and agree to study hard after returning home.

If this is really the case, then this man must have miscalculated this time, and it is impossible for him to do what he arranged.

"Is it hard to eat? But for your grandfather, this was a rare delicacy. At that time, they would eat tree leaves and grass roots. They would peel off the bark with a knife, chew it and eat it."

Having said that, Xie Ting suddenly felt that this food was not as bad as he thought, so he took a big bite and chewed hard to swallow.

"The most unbelievable thing is that they can eat belts. It's like the cowhide belt you gave me as a birthday present when you were ten years old. Cook the cowhide, it's also food, and it can make you feel full."

Xie Ting listened to what this man said. Although a boiled radish and a boiled potato were tasteless and unpalatable, he ate them all.

The higher you go, the colder it gets, especially when Xie Ting walks slowly. It is already late when you reach the top of the mountain. Even if you wear a thick coat, you still can't block the cold wind. The cold wind drilled in.

"Is it cold? At that time, your grandfather didn't even have a coat like yours."

Xie Hui was not sure if this would make the child change his mind and want to study hard instead.

If Xie Ting still doesn't plan to learn well after returning home, Xie Hui will break his promise once.

Who promised him? Nothing like that.

Being blown by the cold wind, Xie Ting even stood timidly, thinking that maybe he could store a little bit of warmth in this way.

But as soon as he raised his head, he could see Xie Hui standing not far away, standing straight and upright, as if carved out of a mold.

At this moment, Xie Ting suddenly understood a sentence he had read by accident, some habits will be engraved in his bones and accompany him for a lifetime.

Just like this man, the quilt is always made of tofu, the house is always spotless, and the clothes are always tidy.

Stand upright...always upright.

"Actually, I planned to take you to see the rumored grassland. Your grandfather said that the snow-capped mountains are difficult, but the grassland is what really makes him feel scared when he thinks about it. I'm not sure where the swamp will appear. , Not sure if the person next to me is still alive in the next second."

"The feet worn out from walking will become inflamed when they step on the muddy water in the swamp, and the inflamed wounds will continue to step on the muddy water, and there will be pain in the bones."

"But now that place is prone to danger, so you can't go in. I can only take you to this place to have a look."

After climbing the mountain himself, Xie Ting was so tired that even just standing here, his whole body was limp, making him suspect that he would fall headfirst in the next second.

He has studied history and knows that at this stage, his grandfather had walked for a long time and couldn't even stop. The wind and snow, coupled with poor clothes and no food, made it all by faith.

This was a very special feeling, which made Xie Ting so excited that he even trembled slightly at this moment, and an inexplicable sense of reverence and pride welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Xie Ting, do you know how many people paid for your stable life now?"

Xie Hui's question hit the soul directly, and made Xie Ting stand there for a long time, desperately recalling what he had learned in the textbook.

In this way, how many people died, the number of people sacrificed in the textbook is just a number.

But now, facing this man's questioning, Xie Ting's thoughts subconsciously diverged a lot.

Xie Ting has heard from the teacher that many of the sacrificed people are not even very old, they will have parents and relatives, and their death will make a family grieve.

The few simple numbers in the textbook hide behind them the lives that many people have hurriedly ended before they have fully started.

"I know, you blame me and think it's my fault, that's why you lost your father and your family."

"But Xie Ting, I hope you can know that you shouldn't give up on yourself just because you hate me."

Xie Hui walked over and patted him on the shoulder lightly. He didn't use much strength, but after being patted by him, Xie Ting's legs went limp and fell down, and then he sat on the ground and couldn't get up at all.

There were too many complicated emotions piled up in my heart, and I even forgot to make a face to this man for a while.

"Xie Ting, your father told me at a party before his sacrifice that his son will definitely be better than him in the future."

"Because you are the treasure your mother bought with her life."

Xie Ting's emotions had been agitated by so many words before, but now he heard this man mention his father who never existed in his memory, and tears burst out instantly.

They are all in junior high school, but now they are sitting there crying so embarrassed that they look like a child, with no image at all.

"Your father drank too much wine again during his break and talked about your mother."

These words successfully made Xie Ting, who was crying in his arms just now, raise his head and start staring at Xie Hui.

"Your father said that the last thing your mother said to him was that he hoped that he could take good care of you and grow up."

It was very cold on the top of the mountain, and the wind blew on his teary face, but now Xie Ting was enjoying the pain like masochistic.

He wanted to miss his parents very much, and he thought about it like crazy. He thought about it too much and even felt resentful, thinking that they didn't like him, so they left him and went away.

What I want to ask the most is whether they love themselves or not, and if they don't, why did they bring him into this world.

Now that he got the answer from the man he hated the most, Xie Ting cried so hard that his voice became hoarse in the end.

The wind here is very loud, and there are management personnel coming to urge them not far away. It will be dangerous to ask them to go down the mountain and not stay. Seeing that they have not moved, the management personnel are a little irritable, and shouted at them with a loudspeaker .

Accompanied by the sound of hunting wind and the old voice of the management staff on the loudspeaker, Xie Ting stood up with difficulty, looked at the man standing not far away, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Suddenly I don't hate you anymore..."

After finishing speaking, he struggled to pull away a smile that was uglier than crying, revealing his big white teeth.

"dad."