Gong Mo knocked on the door of Gong's mother's room twice, and her voice came: "Come in."
"Mom~" Gong Mo pushed the door in and saw her sitting on the bed, holding a photo frame in her hand.
She walked over, and it was indeed the family portrait Gong's mother often saw.
It is said that she was taken when she was six months old. The photo has turned yellow. She is very fat and her parents are very young.
My mother was a beauty when she was young, and my father was also a handsome man.
"Mom..." Gong Mo stood helplessly beside her, supporting her shoulders with both hands.
Mother Gong sighed: "You said...Where is your father?"
"This……"
"Is he dead or alive?" Mama Gong shed tears of sadness. "I have often dreamed of him these years. When I dreamed that he was back, he was the same as before. I also dreamed that when we were young, he was annoying. But he just never gave me a dream and said about his current situation. He should be alive? If he is dead, I haven't even erected a monument for him, he will definitely blame me!"
"Mom, stop thinking about it," Gong Mo called.
She felt that her father must be dead, and if he were alive, he would definitely come back. It's just that her mother waited stubbornly, and she didn't want to pierce the only expectation.
"Woo..." Mother Gong covered her face and whispered, "It's my fault... My fault... I shouldn't have done this to him! He doesn't even have a grave, and he can't find a home if he wants to come back!"
"Mom, don't think about it," Gong Mo comforted. "Otherwise we will set up a monument for Dad?"
Mother Gong looked up at her.
She hurriedly explained: "I'm not saying that Dad is gone, but I think... People have been gone for so long, and what we should do is still to do. If Dad is really gone, we should always reassure him? If he returns Alive, he came back, let him see, and see you have waited for him for so many years! Just wait so empty!"
When Gong Mo said this, he also cried: "Mom...what do you plan? You can live your own life, why guard him?"
When Father Gong left, Gong Mo was too young, he couldn't even speak smoothly, and he didn't have any memory. To say that she had any feelings for her father, it was all cultivated by Gong's mother. In her heart, everything should be first to Gong's mother.
She is so worthless for Gong's mother! How many years is a person’s youth? As a result, Gong's mother spent time waiting. If Dad does come back, she does not want Mama Gong to accept him too easily!
"I don't have to wait..." Mama Gong wiped her tears, "It's just that I didn't meet that kind."
Gong Mo was taken aback and blamed himself sadly: "It's for me... I'm sorry..."
Gong's mother is for her. Afraid that his stepfather would treat her badly, I would rather Que Wu abuse.
"Mom... I'm sorry..."
"What are you talking about!" Mother Gong scolded, "Don't cry! Another day I will take the time to go back to Nanjiang, find a master to count the days, choose a treasured feng shui site, and set up a burial mound for your dad. These books are published, I Bury the book and manuscript together. If he is really gone, he can rest in peace."
Gong Mo looked at her, saw that she was serious, and nodded: "It's fine if you figure it out. Why don't I ask Nan Xuan to find a master, first calculate the days, and we will go back when the time is almost up." Go straight back, who knows when and how long to wait? Maybe the uncle and the others come back again!"
"This... everything troubles Nan Xuan, is it not so good?" (To be continued~^~)