Chapter 70： The adopted son of the rebellious period 5 [End]...

The old hen that Lao Wang's mother brought over from the countryside, stewed in a casserole, already tasted delicious.

Xie Hui's cooking skills are unquestionable. In addition to stewing chicken soup, he also randomly fried two seasonal vegetables, put them on a plate and put them on the table.

Just at this time Xie Ting came out of his room, washed his hands and took the initiative to serve the meal.

Such a simple dish, but with a strong sense of family warmth, Xie Ting ate two bowls of rice before putting down his chopsticks.

"Dad, I'll wash the dishes."

After eating, Xie Ting sat on the sofa and leaned against the back of the sofa. When he heard the sound of clearing up the dishes behind him, he hurriedly sat up and ran over, snatching the dishes from his father.

While washing the vegetables, I hummed a song, and from the window, I could see a cicada lying on the big tree outside, lying there without making a sound.

In the afternoon, the sun falls on the treetops, which is indescribably quiet and comfortable.

"You go to take a nap first, I'll order the flowers first when I go out, and wait until tomorrow...I'll take you to see your father and grandpa."

What the client did at the beginning was not wrong. When the children got together, a joke would probably hurt Xie Ting's heart.

Instead of being told that Xie Ting is an orphan without parents, it would be better to make people think that he is the client's biological child.

Even without a mother, his father loved him very much.

In order to hide the child, the client asked for leave by himself every year when his father passed away.

After Xie Ting knew that he was not Xie Hui's biological child, Xie Hui would bring Xie Ting with him every year when he went to see Xie Ting's father.

Now that it's summer, Xie Ting does have the habit of taking a nap, but when he hears his father say he's going to order flowers, he hastily stood up and walked to the door to change his shoes.

"Dad, I'll go with you."

"also."

Xie Ting's grandfather and father are both in the same cemetery, so it is convenient to visit.

Holding the flowers, she walked to the tombstone and wiped off the dust on the tombstone.

Before they got together to make jokes, they sacrificed the photo pasted on the urn, which is the same photo as the one on this tombstone.

The man in formal attire saluting to the camera was not too old when he died. The photos have faded over the years, but the determination in his eyes can still be seen at a glance.

Walking in this cemetery, there is nothing gloomy, but the bottom of my heart is extraordinarily at ease.

This time they also bumped into some of Xie Ting's father's former comrades-in-arms, and they all came over with flowers in their arms.

Since Xie Ting shaved his haircut once, he has never changed his hairstyle. It has always been this one. It can be seen at a glance that they are his own father and son with the man in the photo of the tombstone.

After these people put down the flowers, they chatted with Xie Hui for a long time. Xie Ting, who was standing next to him, subconsciously became more standard when he heard his name from them.

"If brother Xie can see his son's outstanding appearance now, he will be at ease."

One of them looked at Xie Ting and sighed before parting.

"Well, this kid is doing well now, and he will definitely be successful in the future."

Xie Hui is like all ordinary parents. He is very happy to hear others praise their children and say goodbye to them with a smile.

After getting into the taxi, Xie Ting thought of his father's praise for him in front of those people, smiled at his father and asked:

"Dad, do you think I will be successful in the future?"

It was rare for Xie Hui to see that Xie Ting also had something he didn't understand and needed to ask himself. He stared into his eyes and nodded seriously.

"Yes, those who work hard will not have bad luck."

"I will definitely work harder."

Just came out of the cemetery, and now looking at the receding trees outside the car window, Xie Ting was inexplicably depressed.

He wanted to make up for his father's regret that he didn't have time to complete it, and the more mature he became, the more he knew how far away that goal was.

Difficult, not ordinary difficult, the type that ordinary people would be discouraged by thinking about it.

After getting off the taxi, Xie Hui wanted to buy some vegetables for dinner. He brought the vegetables back from the vegetable market and walked on the sidewalk. Seeing Xie Ting's absent-minded appearance, he reminded:

"Do you know what it means to resign yourself to fate?"

"Huh? Do nothing, it's all up to God?"

Xie Ting didn't know why his father suddenly asked himself this question, but he subconsciously thought about it and came up with the answer.

"It's you who have to work hard, and after doing the best you can, the rest depends on God's will."

In fact, from Xie Hui's point of view, as long as the child's grades are stable now, it is not difficult to get into that university.

What's more, Xie Ting and his father being a martyr can also get extra points in the college entrance examination. Back then, Xie Ting's father died early and won a row of medals.

"What if I can't do it? Dad, I think many excellent people have failed the exam."

Having said the words, Xie Ting simply vomited out all the emotions that were piled up in his heart.

Except for the time when he had conflicts with his father, Xie Ting would subconsciously ask his father whenever he encountered something.

"If you can't, then repeat the exam for another year, as long as you are not afraid of hard work."

"That's right, repeat if you can't."

There is no way to go to university there, and if he fails in one year, he will take the exam for another year.

During dinner, the child returned to his usual cheerfulness and rushed to wash the dishes.

Time flies, and when it came to Xie Ting's college entrance examination year, people who said they were not nervous, the night before the results were announced, Xie Hui was also nervous and didn't fall asleep.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so I just chatted with the client in the space.

"Don't you think it's the kid's fault? Look, you didn't do anything wrong. Everything in this world was caused by him himself."

Xie Hui didn't mean that Xie Ting shouldn't be rescued, but he was a little curious about what kind of mentality the client had in order to not care about that matter at all.

In the client's memory, the child would smash things, scold him for killing his father, and say that if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be like this.

These words can basically be turned into a sword, stabbing fiercely at the softest part of the client's heart, causing his blood to flow.

This client is not as talkative as the client emperor in the previous world. If Xie Hui didn't take the initiative to find him, he would seldom speak, just staring at the electronic screen silently.

"He is a child, and in my heart, he will always be a child. Once a child makes a mistake, can a father let him go..."

"It's because I'm not thoughtful enough. It's because I can't turn my head around. My personality is too rigid. I don't know how to communicate with him."

"Xie Ting, maybe he's at fault too. But I'm his father, so he calls me dad."

The simplest word 'Dad' carries countless emotions behind it.

Xie Hui nodded after listening to the client's answer and didn't ask any more.

After experiencing several worlds, he was particularly touched by this kind of thing, and he was not just because of that one title, he was willing to give them the reward he got.

No matter how many tasks Xie Hui has performed perfectly, and no matter how rich his points are, it still cannot change his essence of being a miser.

Before the system said that two points would help him eliminate the evidence, Xie Hui even scolded the system that it would be better to grab it.

Really nervous and unable to fall asleep, Xie Hui simply walked to the bed and looked at the moon outside the window.

In the silence of the night, Xie Hui stood for a long time, thinking carefully about the details of his arrival in this world.

Until Xie Hui's alarm clock rang, and after zero o'clock, Xie Hui turned around and walked into the living room.

When I opened the door just now, I saw that the door of the next room was also opened, and Xie Ting also came out.

Here, the results of the college entrance examination are issued after midnight. Xie Ting walked to the computer in the study and sat down, and opened the official website for checking the results.

After being stuck for a while, he couldn't get in. After all, there were not a few people who wanted to check their grades at this time. Xie Ting was sweating anxiously.

He came to the computer before midnight, but he didn't find it when it was almost half past midnight. After finally waiting until the card cleared and the results were swiped, Xie Ting was so excited that he almost jumped up.

After finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, Xie Ting turned his head and asked his father to go back to his room to rest early, seemingly calmly.

After his father closed the door, Xie Ting went back to the bedroom, flung himself down on the big bed, buried his head in the soft pillow, and smiled like a village idiot.

Before Xie Ting thought that he would be very concerned about whether he could go to that school, but now that the results are out, the posterity is not only excited, but also the doubts about whether he can do it or not have disappeared.

This result is the best reward for his hard work in the past three years.

…

When Xie Hui was pushed back into the room by his son to rest, he was too excited to fall asleep. Go to the bed and stand, continue to look at the moon outside the window.

In a quiet night, using this method can calm him down as quickly as possible.

But today, emotions have been running high. Tired of standing at the back, I found a stool and sat down to continue thinking.

I wanted to be calm but couldn't, so I just sat here all the time. For this reason, Xie Hui watched a sunrise in this city.

The breakfast shop downstairs has been busy since 3:30. It is a husband and wife shop, and the husband and wife occasionally quarrel.

When it was almost five o'clock, sanitation workers appeared one after another, and some people went to the breakfast shop to buy buns.

As soon as the steamer was turned on, the heat dissipated, and the smell of the buns wafted out. Xie Hui, who had been sitting here all night, suddenly felt a little hungry, and wanted to get up and go downstairs to buy breakfast first.

When I opened the door of the room just now, I saw that the door of the living room was pushed open from the outside, and then came in with Xie Ting who had eaten earlier.

After closing the door, Xie Ting changed his shoes and turned around. Unexpectedly, he met his father standing at the door of the bedroom. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled at his father.

"Dad, you got up so early?"

"Um."

Xie Hui first went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. After brushing his teeth, he sat at the dining table. The buns were still warm, and even a little hot to his hands through a layer of plastic bags.

After the college entrance examination, Xie Ting filled out the application form and chose the school he wanted to attend since junior high school. Less than a month later, he received the admission letter.

When the admission notice really came into his hands, Xie Ting's heart, which had been floating in the clouds, finally fell to the ground.

He is already an adult boy, but now that he saw the admission notice after opening the express delivery, he almost couldn't shed tears of excitement.

"Come on, you go and buy some wine, and I'll go buy vegetables. Dad will call all your uncles over tonight, let's celebrate together!"

This school is not only the dream of Xie Ting's father, in fact, their group of people regard it as a pity. After retiring, they saw that the child passed the exam. It was obviously an appointment for dinner in the evening, and one or two arrived in the middle of the afternoon. Thank you Ting's house.

"Oh, this kid is indeed Brother Xie's son, he is promising! He doesn't look like my kid."

Xie Ting's acceptance letter was passed around by these uncles. In the end, the oldest uncle walked up to him and beat him on the shoulder, almost knocking him down.

"Good boy! Haha, young man is really amazing."

Several people looked at each other, and they all burst into laughter. They were really relieved, and they were really happy for him.

In the evening, eight people got together, ate and drank and talked about the old days. They got together very late, and one or two of them were all drunk and unconscious.

Xie Ting, the only one who had just grown up and hadn't touched any alcohol, picked up his father's cell phone and called the wives of these uncles.

Originally, I thought that those aunts would be a little impatient seeing these uncles getting drunk, but I didn't expect that one or two of them had a good attitude.

When they came to pick them up, they complained a few words that they shouldn't drink too much.

They didn't vent their anger on Xie Ting at all. Every aunt prepared a red envelope and put it in Xie Hui's hand, congratulating him on being admitted to a good school.

For such a big happy event, of course it was a good one. Afterwards, Xie Hui took Xie Ting to the cemetery and showed the acceptance letter to his father and grandfather.

After going to the cemetery, he returned to his hometown to let Xie Ting's mother and grandma know that the child is promising.

When sending Xie Ting to college, Xie Hui handed over to Xie Ting his father's pension and miscellaneous passbooks that had been saved for so many years.

"dad?"

Xie Ting was stunned when he saw the numbers on the passbook. Even when he heard his father say that it was the money left by his own father, he still couldn't believe it.

"Dad, I can't take this money. I have already spent a lot of money growing up, how can you give it to me?"

Xie Hui stuffed the deposit into his bag, seeing that the child still wanted to continue to refuse, he held his hand.

"If you call me Dad, then I should raise you."

"Let's go, don't wait for a while."

After getting in the car, Xie Ting sat by the window. He could see him through the glass until his father who was waiting outside saluted his father as standard as possible.

Xie Hui stood outside the car window. After seeing the child's action, he returned a salute in a standard posture.

After the car started and completely disappeared from his field of vision, Xie Hui turned around and left.

When I got home at night, I saw that the house was empty and I was the only one, and I felt a little deserted for no reason.

Later, Xie Ting followed his father's path, even better than his father back then.

Later, the contact between Xie Hui and the child became less and less. Due to the special nature of the work, Xie Hui didn't blame him too much.

Xie retired when he was old. He still has a lot of pension money every month, and he is idle at home. He accidentally heard from the old Wang next door that there is a temple in the city that is said to be very effective.

So I went to that city with Old Wang who also retired, climbed the steps with difficulty to the temple, and asked Xie Ting for a peace talisman.

I can't say whether it is useful or not, but I just sent it to Xie Ting for peace of mind, which is also the best wish.

When Xie Ting returned from his mission for the first time, he called his father, and was crying to his father through the phone.

Said that he would not take half a step back, but he was really afraid of death, afraid that he would never see his father again, and afraid that no one would take care of his father when he was old.

"Do you regret it?"

Xie Hui was making a pot of tea in the yard and basking in the sun, and asked the child when he finished wiping his nose.

"I don't regret it, Dad, I'm just afraid that if something happens to me, no one will take care of you."

"Actually, Dad, I don't blame you for a long time, and I don't blame you even more now that I'm standing here. If I were my dad, I would make the same decision as my dad."

Xie Ting's voice was actually a bit green, not too mature, and he was still a child in Xie Hui's eyes.

"Dad, if, I mean if. If I'm really like my dad, I want to stay in the same place with my dad and my grandfather."

When Xie Hui heard the child's words, his throat seemed to be stuffed tightly with a large ball of cotton.

Xie Ting didn't hear his father's answer for a long while, and called his father again in a crying voice.

Xie Hui avoided turning on the phone and coughed, and agreed as calmly as possible.

"it is good."

…

Fortunately, nothing happened to the child. He even met someone he liked, got married and had children.

It's a pity that when the child turned one year old, Xie Ting couldn't come back to attend his son's birthday party because of his work.

Xie Ting's wife has a very gentle personality, she fully understands her husband's career, and together with her father-in-law, she prepared a very good birthday party.

Invite relatives and friends to come to the house, and after dinner is the part of grasping the week.

There were many things placed on a piece of red cloth, the most attractive thing was a medal placed on the red cloth, which was the first medal Xie Ting got.

When Xie Ting got married back then, Xie Hui used the savings he had accumulated over the years to buy them a house, and all the medals were put away in the drawer.

When Xie Ting brought back the first medal, Xie Hui solemnly pushed all the medals stored in the drawer forward, leaving a row empty for Xie Ting.

This medal was taken out of it. It was Xie Ting who called and came over to tell him to mix it up with so many things.

The boy who turned one year old today is physically much stronger than Xie Ting when he was a child. When he was one year old, the clothes he wore were too thick and he was a little unsteady when walking.

Put him on the ground, crawled onto the red cloth, and grabbed the medal with his fleshy little hands.

After holding the medal in his palm, he grinned happily and showed his young teeth. He climbed up with his hands on the ground, and ran towards grandpa staggeringly.

When Xie Hui held him in his arms, he began to speak to his grandfather in a small milky voice in a vague voice:

"Like Papa..."

"Big, Ying, bear wow..."