Chapter 759： Waiting for these years

Chapter 759 Waiting for these years

Jiang Yanqing glanced at the cloud painting and said carefully: "Thank you, Meng Shu, this child is not sensible, you should ignore her."

"Haha, very good, dare to ask for it." Meng Xiaodao, "Reassured, not very very delicious, I dare not ask you."

"Thank you, Grandpa Meng."

Ji Songquan and everyone together sent Meng to get on the bus until Meng’s car disappeared into sight, and they turned back to the house.

The cloud painting went straight up and helped Ji Songquan’s hand: “Grandfather, you are much thinner than Meng’s grandfather.”

Ji Songquan smiled, and the hand caught by the cloud painting shivered slightly. "You don't say that you missed it. Did your mother think about it?"

"Is that the end?" Cloud painting squinted his head and stared at Ji Songquan, waiting for his answer.

Ji Songquan looked at her and looked at Jiang Yanqing who said nothing: "Yes, how many years have I dreamt of you. Mom, I thought she might be eating somewhere in a certain place. I don’t feel uncomfortable in life."

Jiang Yanqing lowered his head and his eyes were reddish.

"The grandfather, it is over." The eyes of the cloud painting are also slightly moist.

Yes, the experiences my mother used were simply too shocking and totally unacceptable.

Ji Songquan gently shook his head and looked at Jiang Yanqing's eyes.

This is an old father, who has continued for more than 20 years!

After returning to the house, the cloud painting helped Ji Songquan sit down and took his mother to sit opposite Ji Songquan.

Jiang Yanqing lowered his head: "I am not filial, I am worried."

Ji Songquan reached out and touched Jiang's hair and her cheeks: "Qing Qing really grew up and grew up. Lift her head and let Dad see you."

Jiang Yanqing looked up and tried not to let herself cry, but her tears were completely out of her control.

"The past things, don't remember it." Ji Songquan's hand trembled and shook. "Just remember it, after that, we will have a lot of homes!"

Jiang Yanqing kept nodding and couldn't say a word.

Ji Songquan sighed. "I have been thinking about it for so many years. You. When the mother left, let me take care of you. But I have never taken care of you for a few days, but I lost you... How many times I dreamed of you. Mom, she said that if she can't find you, even if she is dead, she won't want to see me."

Ji Songquan looked at Jiang Yanqing: "Qing Qing, blame Dad?"

Jiang Yanqing shook his head.

"Stupid child, you should blame me." Ji Songquan smiled bitterly. "I have done a lot for other families and this society. People are thanking me. But I have done too little for you, and I have lost most of my life." It is you."

Jiang Yanqing is still shaking his head.

Ji Songquan whispered: "I'm sorry, boy, dad is sorry for you. Dad apologizes to you! Dad knows that there are more apologies that can't make up for the damage you have suffered in these years..."

"No." Jiang Yanqing looked up at Ji Songquan. "You don't have to. This is not so difficult in these years. Not to mention that it has passed, isn't it? Such experience will make me cherish the present more. The same You also cherish this home, right?"

"Yes." Ji Songquan nodded.

Jiang Yanqing took a deep breath and said softly: "I have to say sorry to you. Or, I am sorry to say that I am sorry to you. I used to be too self-willed, too stupid, to be alone. Risk, let yourself be in danger... Let you and your eldest brother and uncle both worry about me."

(End of this chapter)