Chapter 261 The scenery was once known

In order to fear that his daughter would go hungry, after seeing the cemetery selected in the northern suburbs and signing the land contract, Lin Anxian took Luo Qing's car and returned to the city.

Since Luo Xi's death the day before yesterday, Luo Xiaoyun has been in a deep coma and is in a worrying state.So they went to the hospital to visit him halfway, trying to confirm whether he had woken up.

The sudden cerebral infarction many years ago not only made Luo Xiaoyun's limbs paralyzed, but also suffered from dysarthria and aphasia. His cognitive function also deteriorated, prompting his reactions when facing stimulation were far less sensitive than those of ordinary people.

This person doesn't speak or move on weekdays. He looks like a puppet who has lost consciousness, but his mind is always clear and he is not so stupid as he does not show any external appearance.

If you experience it yourself, it is actually a very sad thing

A living father witnessed his child's death. During the process, he could not stand his legs, hold his hands, and speak. He could only let the pain overflow his head, which could not be described with anyone, and he could not teach others to share his feelings.

At first, everyone thought Luo Xiaoyun was sleeping when he closed his eyes, until he found that his lips were abnormally purple. Lin Anxian realized that this was a sign of his husband's recurrence of his old illness.

Fortunately, they were in the hospital at that time, and Song Yuanzhe helped to dispatch it, so they did not miss the opportunity to rescue him, saved his life and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he is lying in the custody room half-dead, and he doesn't know how much surgery can be saved in a few days.

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law arrived at the hospital and only stopped for about ten minutes. During this period, they briefly explained a few words to the nurse, sat down and said something to Luo Xiaoyun, and did not stay too much.

As the saying goes, there is no filial son at the bedside after a long illness. Although Lin Anxian is not so cold, she is also a human being. She has been serving her with bitter and cold for ten years, and she will inevitably feel bored and the thought of giving up.

Especially in such a darkest moment...

If you want to stick to it, it is even more difficult.

In fact, it is not just Lin Anxian. At the moment, Luo Qing's behavior is very depressed even as her sister.

Compared to her sister-in-law who is just indifferent, her ideas are even more extreme.

That day, seeing the doctor trying hard to rescue him, Luo Qing stood by the bed, hoping that they could be more perfunctory and after doing their superficial skills in humanitarianism, she simply let go and kindly let go of her brother and walk on the road of rebirth smoothly.

Death may be a pity for the young Luo Xi, but for Luo Xiaoyun, it may be considered a relief to benefit oneself and others.

As long as you close your eyes and kick your legs, you no longer have to experience the kind of suffering that is clearly alive but powerless...

How great.

In fact, the so-called long-lasting emotions in the world are mostly fairy tales written by people without any urgency.

Only by truly trekking through the sea of ​​suffering can we know that most of the desire for good and beauty will gradually cool down over time until it finally returns to the cool temperature of reality, and it will be difficult to boil.

Love is like this, and family affection is like this.

When they drove home, it was almost evening and the garage door was opened remotely. When the neighbor next door heard the noise, he emerged from the wall and kindly reminded Lin Anxian to be careful when entering the door.

The other party pointed to the door of the Luo family and said that he had vaguely heard fighting sounds and gunshots inside just now, and was afraid that any bad guy with bad intentions would not enter her family. If he went in rashly, he would easily suffer unexpected results.

This neighbor is nearly 70 years old and lives alone. He usually has neurasthenia and often has auditory hallucinations. He always likes to jump out and complain about various problems around him. He loves to make a fuss. Even if he removes a weed at home, he can ruin half of his life.

So Lin Anxian and Luo Qing didn't care at first when they heard this, and they thought that only Luo Shengsheng was the only one at home. How much trouble could it cause?

However, the moment they opened the door, the scene inside the room almost shocked them.

The neat furniture and furnishings in the house were mostly overturned and broken, making the room messy.

They plucked up their courage to walk through the battlefield living room and looked into the kitchen, and found that there were obvious traces of blood wiped on the walls and floors there.

Nannan!Nannan!

Lin Anxian saw this roughly because of her mother's instinct. Her first reaction was that she was afraid that something might happen to Rashen.

So she didn't care whether there was a hidden danger on the second floor. She shouted while raising her legs and stepped up the ladder. She seemed to be in a hurry, just to confirm whether her daughter was safe and whether she had encountered any unexpected problems.

The door of the second bedroom on the second floor was not locked, and Lin Anxian opened it easily.

Looking inside, unlike the chaos and bloodiness downstairs, the atmosphere in this room is a completely opposite peace and sweetness.

At this time, Rashen was sleeping soundly on his side, with a thin quilt covered with her body. Her arm was exposed from it, and her five fingers were gently held by the man sleeping beside the bed, and their sleeping positions were like holding each other in a dream... The meaning of protecting each other was unique.

Even if everything changes, his face cannot be seen in detail. Lin Anxian still identified the other party's identity at a glance through intuition.

It's Zhao Chengdong...

Adong is back.

The sunset shines outside the window, and the breeze blows the gauze curtain.

Everything seemed to be reversed ten years ago. It seemed that no one had left the courtyard of Ancheng, and they were all young.

Because of being stoked by the past, Lin Anxian's nose suddenly became sore. She pursed her lips, suppressed her urgency for inquiries, slowly retreated, and closed the door again.

The moment the lock was settled, Cheng Nianzhang, who was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes silently, then sat up, and looked at the empty door for a while.

In the middle, he didn't hold Rashen's other hand and couldn't help but reach into his pants, and felt addicted to smoking.

……

When it was almost dark, Luo Qing asked someone to bring some winter bamboo shoots back from a Chinese supermarket.

Lin Anxian and Luo Qing both saw the dishes that Luo Shengsheng posted on his Moments a few days ago. Even if they didn’t have Cheng Nianzhang’s WeChat, they could guess that it was a meal for the young couple just by the amount of dishes.

The pickled and fresh dish inside is also made, so Lin Anxian is naturally familiar with it.

When he was a child, Zhao Chengdong was not greedy, but Cheng Ying's family had a rural disease in the countryside. When it was February and March, when it was seasonal, he preferred to cook bamboo shoots for his family, like raising a bear, creating new dishes for the Luo family in different ways.

Now that Cheng Ying is not here, his identity has changed. His former master began to wash his hands and make soup, determined to please the son of the servant family. It implies some tricks and mystery of fate, which makes people sigh.

After the house was cleaned up and the food was cooked, Lin Anxian paced back and forth, hesitated for a long time, but finally retreated timidly and called Luo Qing to go up and call someone.

Shengsheng, Adong, have an evening meal.

Luo Qing opened the door and opened a small crack, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone, and her voice was very weak.

At that time, Cheng Nianzhang was looking down at the message, and the glimmer of the mobile phone screen lit up his side face in the dim darkness. The softness he had when he was a boy was gone, but it had a layer of perseverance brought by the deep facial bones after adulthood.

The man turned around and saw that the person coming was Luo Qing, so he put away his expression and replied politely and obediently:

Well, I got it.