Vol 2 Chapter 2611: Family

Chapter 2611 Home
Standing on the balcony for a while, drying the hair a little leaf and simply returning to the room to dry the hair, and fell to sleep in the bed in less than two minutes.
In the past few days, Beijing is a big sun. Fu Da also deliberately put a new quilt under the sun, and the quilt is also brand new to dry and dry. This time, lying in the bed, blowing air conditioning, Ye Jian comfortable body pores They are all lazy, and they fall asleep after a while.
Fu Da, who returned to the room, didn't have much sleepiness. He opened the drawer on the side of the desk and took a yellowed photo from a diary. This is... the only photo of him and his wife, still ready to stick. A photo of the marriage certificate.
In the photo, his wife’s face is still the same, and the Ming and Qing dynasties seem to have smashed the autumn water.
Fu Da looked at the wife in the photo, and his eyes were deeply watched. Even if he had seen it thousands of times, he would not be bored. He would only see Acacia once deeper.
I don't know how long I have watched. Fu Da closed her eyes lightly and had a deep sadness on her face.
When you open it again, put the photo back and put it back in the drawer along with the diary.
The daughter did not mention too much of her own affairs, nor did she mention too much about her wife. At night... he should have asked questions.
No matter what kind of result, he has to ask questions.
The father said that he was too persistent, not a good thing.
For more than twenty years, his obsession with his wife became a habit. It took only a moment to get in touch with his wife’s whereabouts, and even ran out to find his former comrades.
It is a pity that the comrades-in-arms of his wife’s army were actually using pseudonyms, which they now call
code-names
. Later, he thought that
Hongmei
was only the code of his wife. Her real name is now. Never heard of it.
It’s hard to find even the real name in the vast sea of ​​people, let alone the pseudonym..., but fortunately, everything has been fixed, and even the nephew has encountered a simple child in the following year.
The father's reminder made him have to face a more cruel reality than one, one is... Red Mei remarried, one is... Hongmei has passed away.
The latter is more cruel than the former, so that he only dares to think about the former and does not dare to think about the latter.
However, the more I don't want to, the more I think about it.
In particular, the daughter avoided his wife and even made him feel uneasy.
Some things are not what he did not think of, but subconsciously refused to think about it.
"Hongmei, you have to be good, you must be good. I have been treating your two mothers and daughters for more than 20 years. You can also marry me, hit me, just as before, annoyed. I will lift my feet and slap me... I am waiting for you to settle accounts."
Fu Da looked at the diary in the open drawer and gently whispered to slowly close the drawer.
Outside, Mr. Fu Lao is working with the Qin family, and the last time Ye Jian came to Dan Guidan, and the old couples of Tang Lao and Su, who are seen in the car, are chatting.
Although the old gentleman is not accompanied by children, descendants, but life is still very full on weekdays, the aerospace court will often come, sometimes the research center will come, and occasionally need to attend several important meetings, if any day At home, there will be about three or five friends hanging and playing chess. They are the old predecessors of Bogutong today, and the days of gathering are not alone.
Although not alone, there are no children, children and grandchildren accompanying them to the end.
(End of this chapter)