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Watching Qian Chengping’s family hug together.

Zhang Dao did not disturb them, quietly waiting for them to finish talking.

Sometimes people collapse, just for a moment.

Even the biggest people are the same.

For Qian Wenbin to cry without any image, Zhang Da did not feel funny, only silence.

He understood.

Why is Qian Wenbin like this.

Because after today, there are no older “adults” in his family, except for his mother, he has no one who can hug him in his arms and coquette or scold them.

Long.

The more they chatted, the more Qian Wenbin was reluctant to Qian Chengping, and he couldn’t help but look at it.

Plopped down and knelt in front of him.

“Mr. Zhang, can you save my father, I don’t want my dad to go like this, I want to honor my dad, I haven’t been able to honor my dad yet.”

The son wants to be nurtured and does not wait.

People are like this, until later will they find that they get along less with their relatives, less filial piety, and when they really want to be filial, it is too late.

Qian Wenbin regretted that he had not been able to honor his father more.

Zhang Wei picked up Qian Wenbin and shook his head:

“There is a difference between life and death, cause and effect follow, Uncle Qian and you have been separated by yin and yang.”

“Although I have a way to keep Uncle Qian with you, it is not good for Uncle Qian to do so, and it will only delay Uncle Qian’s reincarnation.”

“And Uncle Qian stays by your side, he is yin, you are yang, and staying for a long time will also damage you.”

Qian Wenbin still wants to say something.

Qian Chengping interrupted him and shook his head lightly at the gesture:

“Son, it’s okay, isn’t there still Xiulan accompanying you, the smelly boy will be more filial to Xiulan in the future.”

He patted Qian Wenbin on the head:

“And what do you smelly boy say, do you honor me less, the houses in the family are all built by you, I am not less beautiful in front of Lao Li and them, the people in the village can envy me for having a good son like you.”

In words.

Qian Chengping’s old face raised a smile: “I have your son, very proud, haha.”

“Dad…”

Qian Wenbin burst into tears again, and her mother Xiulan next to her cried again into tears.

Qian Chengping patted them and comforted: “It’s okay.” ”

Xu Yu.

After comforting the meeting, Qian Chengping looked at Zhang Yuan:

“Young man… Thank you, Mr. Zhang. He

didn’t expect that the young man he met yesterday would not only help him show him the way, but also help his family meet for the last time.

Zhang Wei smiled:

“Uncle Qian, you can continue to call me a young man, Uncle Qian, you don’t need to thank me, I will help, it is also because Uncle Qian is good, I am right, Mr. Qian, Uncle Qian is not a very good person.”

Qian Wenbin nodded heavily:

“My father is good, the second uncle Zhang in the village is disabled, he will visit the second uncle Zhang every day, and every year…”

He gushed about Qian Chengping’s goodness, and finally his eyes were sour again.

Never recalled it before.

Now through Zhang Weiyi’s words, he remembered his father’s kindness to others and his own goodness.

“Silly child.” Qian Chengping rubbed Qian Wenbin’s head.

Forthwith.

He thanked Zhang again.

Zhang Wei smiled: “Uncle Qian, I don’t know if you still have a wish, you can tell me, as long as I can do it, I can help you as much as possible.” The

words came out.

Qian Wenbin’s mother and son looked over, this is what they care about the most, and they don’t want their father (husband) to leave.

Qian Chengping looked softly at Qian Wenbin’s mother and son.

Immediately sincerely pleaded with Zhang Yuan:

“I want to boil them another chicken soup, Wen Bin Xiulan likes to drink my chicken soup.”

To death.

Qian Chengping was still thinking about it, wanting to boil chicken soup for his son.

“Dad, you want something else.”

“Old man, don’t just think about us, think about yourself, such as how much paper money you want, I’ll burn it to you.”

Qian Wenbin’s mother and son’s eyes were red, and they eagerly spoke.

Qian Chengping grinned cheekily:

“I’m just thinking about myself, I haven’t cooked chicken soup for you for a long time, I want to boil it again, and… This is the last time, can’t miss ah, haha.

Zhang was stunned.

Some did not expect that Qian Chengping’s requirements would be so low.

Finally nodded.

……

Evening.

Luxia City, in the apartment where Qian Wenbin lives.

At this time.

Qian Chengping’s family, including Qian Wenbin’s wife and son, all sat around the dinner table.

“Grandpa, how long is chicken soup good, I want to drink chicken soup.”

Qian Chengping’s grandson shouted, he was still young and did not know about Qian Chengping, and he only had good food in his eyes.

“What is your brat’s name, my dad made soup for me to drink, not for your brat, shouting not to eat tonight.”

“Hey, smelly boy, what are you messing with children?”

Qian Chengping patted Qian Wenbin on the head, then picked up a large pot of chicken soup and walked out of the kitchen:

“Here it comes, here it comes.”

“Dad, I’ll just serve it.”

“No need, I’ll just come, you go get the bowls and chopsticks.”

“Okay, okay, here we go.”

Looking at Qian Wenbin holding the bowl and chopsticks, Qian Chengping smiled, and couldn’t help but glance at Zhang Wan, who was sitting in the living room playing games with his grandson.

With the help of Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Wei used tens of thousands of yellow talismans to condense into a yellow talisman person, turning into Qian Chengping’s appearance, so that Qian Chengping temporarily had a body to move.

“Hands up.” Zhang smiled and nodded in response.

This meal.

Qian Chengping’s family ate happily, and there were talks and laughters at the dinner table.

Synchronous.

The meal was eaten very slowly, very slowly.

Qian Wenbin and they were very reluctant, and they didn’t want to finish their meal so quickly, because this was the last meal and there was no chance again.

However, the world is full of feasts.

After all, no matter how slow the meal is, it is finished.

“Dad… The meals were delicious and the chicken soup was delicious.

“Old man, when I get old, you wait for me below”

looked at Qian Chengping and got up.

They knew that the time was up, they didn’t know what to say, they could only talk in a hurry.

Qian Chengping smiled, looked at the dining table where there was not a drop of food left, and his face was full of smiles:

“Smelly boy, you remember to take care of Xiulan more, Xiulan you have inconvenient legs and feet, remember not to move around, you know, okay, I’m leaving

” “Grandpa goodbye~, remember to come to see me more, you want to buy delicious.”

Qian Chengping’s grandson said innocently on the side

: “Eh ~ Xiaobao goodbye, grandpa may not be able to watch it in the future, but it’s okay, grandma will come to see you”

Qian Chengping rubbed his grandson’s little head.

Subsequently.

In the eyes of a family.

Qian Chengping walked out of the house and walked towards Zhang Shu gratefully: “I’m tired of you, young man.” ”

No bothering.”

Zhang Wei shook his head, and then recited the Taoist scripture of his past life.

The voice of the past life echoed.

A light appeared in front of Qian Chengping, as if a portal was opening to him, and he asked Qian Chengping to enter.

He waved his hand reluctantly at his family.

Qian Chengping walked inside the portal.

When he was about to step into the portal, as if he had thought of something, Qian Chengping smiled slightly at Zhang Wei:

“I almost forgot, young man, thank you for teaching me to use a smartphone.”

The words fell.

Qian Chengping walked into the portal.

……

Postscript:

Decades later.

Qian Wenbin died of old age in the hospital bed, just as his father expected him, his son Xiaobao also became a talent and lived a happy life.

Subsequently.

He closed his eyes with happiness.

In the dark.

He turned into a soul and stepped into a portal.

He knows.

That is the gateway to reincarnation.

However.

When he stepped into the portal, he was just about to walk on the Huangquan Road inside the portal.

He was stunned.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

On the Huangquan Road ahead, a middle-aged man and woman stood there, smiling at the beckoning:

“Son.”

“Wen Bin.”

The man’s skin is tanned, his old face is wrinkled, and the woman’s face is full of the kindness typical of a rural woman.

“Dad!! Mother!!

Qian Wenbin shouted.

That was Qian Chengping and his wife, it turned out that they had been waiting for Qian Wenbin here.

Qian Wenbin ran towards them, and as he ran, his elderly figure changed, turning into the appearance of a child when he was a child.

Ultimately.

With a smile on his face.

Qian Chengping and his wife led Qian Wenbin to Huangquan to reincarnate.

……