On the dinner table.
In a strict sense, this is a defeat for eukins. After Yan, the first plain but comfortable dinner they had together.
There was no enemy and there was no need to discuss the deployment of the battle plan. Several people sat together and chatted, as if they had completely returned to eukins. The days before Yan appeared.
But there are few children around. No matter how peaceful it is, it seems that the house is too lonely and empty.
Several people said that the topic was still inevitably discussed with the children. Jian Haixi simply took this time to take all the rest of Mo Jue's work and urged him to go to the base to find Qiaoqiao.
In fact, it's neither urgent nor urgent. What's going on at the base has to be delayed for a while before we can really deal with the remaining problems.
But I don't know whether Mo Jue's heart is more urgent, or whether Jian Haixi wants Shazhi and Qiaoqiao too much. Several people settled the matter at the dinner table in a few words.
As for Fu zuoan and Jian Chenran, Gu Chenyi and Yun Linggang also have to go back. Just run again in jianhaixi and bring the children back directly.
After solving these problems, Jian Haixi was really relieved.
In the next few days, they left one by one. Mo Jue slipped the fastest. In the twinkling of an eye, no one could be found the next day. When Gu Chenyi and Yunling left again, there were almost only Jian Haixi and Ning Jiwei left at home.
They looked at such a large and quiet house and discussed it with their fingers. Instead of guarding an empty house, they might as well go back to Mo's house to see the old man.
Mo Wanshan has been in poor health, especially recently. Now Mo Xiuyu rarely goes to the company. He usually accompanies the old man at home.
Jian Haixi and Ning Jiwei arrived at the most pleasant time of the day. Before they got close, they heard the cough coming from the yard.
The cough began intermittently and gradually became more and more severe. It seemed that I couldn't help coughing out my lungs.
Ning Jiwei was stunned. His eyes dimmed because of the cough, and there was a thick remorse at the bottom of his eyes
They crossed the corner and just could see the situation in the yard at this time.
Mo Wanshan sat in a chair with his head down and a thin wool blanket on his knee.
It's not yet the cold season in Xiangcheng, but his state seems to have entered the early winter and can't resist such weather and temperature
Mo Xiuyu stood behind Mo Wanshan and looked at his father coughing so that he couldn't help curling up. While carefully helping him along his back, he handed him warm water in one hand: "Dad, slow down, drink some water..."
Mo Wanshan nodded, took the cup, took a few breaths, and sipped along the edge of the cup.
"Is it better?"
Seeing that he shook his head to stop drinking, Mo Xiuyu put the water cup back on the table, stretched out his hand and pulled the blanket on him and asked.
"Much better." Mo Wanshan smiled, patted his hand and said, "it's hard for you again. You can't go to the company today. You can only accompany me at home."
After resting for a while, there was a trace of blood on his face.
Just now he coughed for a while, and his face coughed like a piece of white paper, which made Mo Xiuyu feel uncomfortable.
He shook his head, reluctantly held a smile at the corners of his mouth, held Mo Wanshan's hand and said, "you don't know. I'll go again in half a year, and the company can't do anything, but you..."
He paused and didn't say any more, which made Mo Wanshan dissatisfied. He looked at his little son blowing his beard and said, "what's the matter with me? If you don't care about me for half a year, can I have an accident?"
He knows that his health is getting worse and worse. He just wants to make a joke with his little son so that he won't worry too much.
"Pooh, Pooh, do you understand taboos?"
Before Mo Wanshan finished, Mo Xiuyu quickly bah three times on the ground and stared at Mo Wanshan Road, "don't talk disorderly in the future, or I'll tell my brother!"
Referring to Ning Jiwei, the joking smile on Mo Wanshan's face disappeared. A pair of eyes suddenly became distant, staring at the water cup in front of him and gradually falling into silence.
Although he didn't say a word, Mo Xiuyu knew what he was thinking.
He sat a little closer to Mo Wanshan, clenched his thinner fingers and said, "Dad, I'll call my brother and sister-in-law back tomorrow. I know you miss them and let them talk with you, OK?"
Since his health became bad, Mo Wanshan's silence became longer and longer.
Sometimes he can't get away from the company. When he comes back, he often sees Mo Wanshan sitting alone in the house, stunned and distracted.
The suffering brought by disease is not only physical pain, but also spiritual loneliness.
In particular, Mo Wanshan is getting older and needs his children and grandchildren around him, but his two sons are busier than each other.
"No need." Mo Wanshan waved his hand, sighed with a long grin, and said with a bitter smile, "I'm not busy at all. He's so busy that he has to take care of a big family. He has to take care of so many things outside. Don't tell them. Let them worry about me..."
Mo Xiuyu looked at his white hair, which was particularly conspicuous because he bowed his head. He couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. He had to turn his back and wipe his eyes.
Mo Wanshan thought he didn't see it, but he clearly saw it. When he said he wouldn't let Ning Jiwei know, there was much helplessness and sadness in his eyes
Ning Jiwei at the corner stared at the two people in the yard.
Unexpectedly, it's just that I haven't come for two months. My father looks so old
He was busy with eukins. When Yan fought, his father was fighting against time and illness alone.
He can't even talk to him to relieve boredom
Jian Haixi also sighed deeply, looking at Mo Wanshan in front of her, and the water light slowly rose in her eyes.
They are always thinking about doing everything well and protecting everyone, but in the end, they seem to have done nothing well
Parents can lose their children, but children can't accompany the elderly when they need them most.
She turned her head and looked at Ning Jiwei. The tall man was silent. She knew that his heart must be more uncomfortable. It was a kind of pain that self blame and heartache intertwined with each other and kept gnawing at his heart.
Jian Haixi sucked his nose, put his hand around Ning Jiwei's arm and whispered, "Jiwei, let's go."
On her face with a gentle smile, Ning Jiwei nodded, took a deep breath and pressed back those emotions in her heart.
The two walked around the corner and walked inside side by side. Before the people in the yard saw them, Ning Jiwei first raised a relaxed smile and shouted from a distance, "Dad."
Jian Haixi waved to them and said with a smile, "Dad, Xiuyu, we're back."
Hearing these two sudden voices, Mo Wanshan and Mo Xiuyu quickly turned their heads and saw them. Mo Xiuyu immediately waved happily: "brother, sister-in-law, you're back!"
The voice fell to the ground, and the man had already run to him.
Mo Wanshan was also happy in his eyes. The corners of his mouth involuntarily pulled him up and stared at them without blinking.
But when Ning Jiwei and Jian Haixi approached, he deliberately changed his face and hummed discontentedly, "what's the old running back and forth? I'm not tired. I'm fine."
Jian Haixi smiled and came forward and said in a warm voice, "it's all over. And Ji Weike misses you and keeps shouting to come back."
"Hum, smelly boy."
Mo Wanshan glanced at Ning Jiwei and scolded proudly, but the corner of his mouth never came down.