The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"No."

Mr. Su soon denied his idea.

He knows better than anyone what kind of temperament his feng'er is. He can't fail to do what he promised him.

However, he hoped that if his feng'er was in danger or something, he would not remember their vows, as long as he was alive.

He only wants her to live well.

Old man Su looked at the man in front of him carefully again, and his eyes looked like feng'er.

Maybe it's true?

"Don't you have a picture of her at home?" Su ziqiao asked.

Grandpa had been waiting for so many years, and now there was such a news that Su ziqiao felt distressed when he looked at the old man's uncomfortable appearance.

"Our family is poor, and there is money to take photos?" The man smiled and said.

Yes, I haven't taken photos even though the family is better now.

"Can I go to her room?" Mr. Su said.

"This way." The man nodded and took them to a house next to the main house.

The room was tidied up neatly, and everything was well arranged in order, which was somewhat similar to Tian Wanfeng's character.

Even if she married him, even if her family was small, she could tidy up the house.

"Wait, this thing..." suddenly, old Su looked at a thing on the table tremblingly and asked.

"This is still my mother's thing before she died. She used to cry silently at this thing." The man said, "do you know this thing?"

How can he not know!

This is the purse she showed him.

When he left, his purse had not been embroidered.

Although he has finished embroidering now, he still recognizes the first half, which is the original half of the purse.

Decades later, the purse may be the reason why people often take it out to see it. All sides have been ground, but the pattern has been printed in his heart.

If it is said that Mr. Su could have some illusions before, these are not true, but at this moment, when he got this purse, he couldn't help but believe it.

"Let me... Take me to meet him." Mr. Su said almost sobbing, "can I take this purse?"

"This..." the man hesitated, "OK."

Although they are rural, they are obviously well educated.

It's her way.

Old Su's heart was even worse, "how did she... How did she go?"

"Died of illness." The man said faintly, "I asked the doctor to come and see her. She said that her heart knot was too deep."

Heart knot!

Old man Su held his purse tightly in tears, "feng'er, I hurt you."

He should die if he wants to die.

Why is it his feng'er!

"If you had come earlier, you might still see her." The man didn't seem to see his sadness and continued, "she went only half a year ago."

"I've been dying with drugs before, but I didn't want to close my eyes. I suffered a lot."

Why not close your eyes?

He didn't need to say this answer anymore, and old man Su burst into tears.

Feng'er, I'm sorry for you.

Old man Su was lying on the tomb crying uncontrollably.

But no matter how sad he was, he couldn't call Tian Wanfeng back.

If he can, he really hopes to exchange his life for Tian Wanfeng's life.

Old man Su held the tombstone and asked the man, "did you set up this tombstone?"

The man nodded.