I became a god after resigning

Chapter 83 Father and Mother

Although Sun Guixiang had bad eyesight, he still vaguely saw a car approaching. Based on his past experience, he knew someone was coming.

"Did Jiadong come back?" She asked Xia Baoguo beside her.

Jiadong is their eldest son Xia Jiadong.

Jiadong, Jiabao, Jiadong has not become the pillar of the family, but Jiabao is indeed the treasure of the family.

"No."

Xia Baoguo was also a little puzzled about who it was. Xia Jiadong had always been very economical, so he didn't think he would take a taxi back.

At this time, he was in a slightly complicated mood, and a little nervous. He didn't know what happened, because the last time someone drove over like this, more than a year ago, someone came to inform them that their son was gone.

That's why when they saw the car approaching at this time, they felt a little apprehensive, and at the same time, a little scared, and the fear brought them bad news.

Sometimes he thought, if his son hadn't been so smart and studied well, if he had been farming with him at home, so many things wouldn't have happened.

With a little luck in his heart, he hoped that the car would just pass by the door, but he didn't expect to drive straight to their door and stop.

Xia Baoguo hesitated for a moment and walked over.

Then I saw a young man, opened the car door and got out.

"Which country are you from? What are the four emotions?" Xia Baoguo stepped forward and asked.

His accent is a bit heavy, but Song Ci is considered a local, so he can understand.

Song Ci didn't answer, he looked at the "old man" in front of him, and then at the room behind him.

There were four brick houses, but they were already very dilapidated. The corners were covered with dark green moss, and a huge gap was even cracked in one wall, and some hay and plastic bags were stuffed inside.

At this time, Sun Guixiang also got up and walked over, looking at Song Ci curiously.

Xia Jiabao who stood beside Song Ci didn't feel much sadness. After all, more than a year had passed, and those who should be sad were already sad, and those who should be sad were already sad.

He just looked at the two with complicated expressions.

"You are……"

Sun Guixiang squinted her eyes and looked at Song Ci with some doubts. Although her eyes were not good, she was not blind, and she could still see clearly when she walked in.

"Can you tell them for me that I'm not filial, I only care about myself, I shouldn't..."

"You can talk to them yourself."

As Song Ci said, he took out a talisman from his pocket and handed it to Xia Jiabao.

Xia Baoguo and Sun Guixiang were also a little puzzled. When they saw the visitor, they didn't say a word, they just stood here talking to themselves, thinking that there might be something wrong with this person's brain, right?
And Xia Jiabao was also a little puzzled, looking at Song Ci in bewilderment.

Song Ci motioned for him to take it, and Xia Jiabao stretched out his hand.

The moment the talisman fell into his palm, not only Xia Jiabao showed an unbelievable expression, but also Xia Baoguo and his wife's eyes widened.

"Jia Bao?"

Xia Baoguo was the first to react, his eyes widened and he let out a cry.

Sun Guixiang rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was delusional.

"dad……"

Xia Jiabao, who had no time to be surprised, hurriedly called out.

Before Xia Baoguo could speak again, Sun Guixiang staggered forward and grabbed Xia Jiabao's hand.

"Jia Bao?"

Her voice was trembling, and her face was full of disbelief. She tried to move her face closer to look carefully, trying to see if she had misjudged the person.

"mom."

Xia Baoguo called again.

Following his mother, Sun Guixiang hugged him and wailed, "My son, you miss me so much."

"Mom." Xia Jiabao held Sun Guixiang in his arms, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

"Where did you go? It's said that you jumped off the building, and that you died. Mom, I don't believe it. I knew it... I knew it..."

Sun Guixiang caressed her son's face. How could those familiar cheeks and warm touch be dead?Isn't this standing in front of her alive?
Xia Baoguo stood beside him, equally excited and unable to control himself, for a moment he even forgot how to walk forward.

Song Ci looked at the excited appearance of their family, saw the small wooden bench in front of the door, and walked over.

When he moved, Xia Baoguo's attention was attracted by it, his excitement calmed down a little, and his rationality began to return. Just now...

He thought of what had just happened in front of him, and he felt a faint bad feeling in his heart.

He rushed forward, squeezed Sun Guixiang away, took Xia Jiabao's hand, and reached out to touch Xia Jiabao's face.

"Jia Bao?"

With a trace of doubt, he called out with a trace of apprehension.

"Dad, it's me." Xia Jiabao also replied with tears in his eyes.

Xia Baoguo's hands were as rough as a bath towel, a little prickly, but warm.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Xia Baoguo finally confirmed that the person in front of him was his son, and he burst into tears.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing to be sorry for, as long as people have nothing to do, we are the ones who are sorry for you, let's go home, let's go home..."

As he said, he took Xia Jiabao's hand and walked home. Sun Guixiang also hurriedly grabbed Xia Jiabao's other hand, one left and one right, as if he was afraid that if he let go, his son would disappear.

But when they turned around, after walking a few steps, they saw Song Ci sitting in front of the door with his hands in his hands.

"you are?"

Seeing Song Ci, Xia Baoguo came to his senses again, feeling a little uneasy, and grabbed Xia Jiabao's hand, blocking him behind him.

"This is……"

Xia Jiabao wanted to introduce Song Ci, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Take a stool, sit down and talk slowly." Song Ci said.

Xia Baoguo looked back at his son when he heard the words, and seeing Xia Jiabao nodded, he turned to Sun Guixiang and said, "Guixiang, go get a bench and come out, pour a cup of tea, and greet the guests who sent Jiabao back."

Sun Guixiang didn't want to let go of her son at first, but when she heard that Song Ci was the guest who brought her son back, she quickly let go and entered the house.

"Sit down and talk." Song Ci pointed to another wooden bench next to him.

"Jia Bao, sit down."

When Xia Baoguo heard this, he pulled Xia Jiabao and asked him to sit down.

"Dad, sit down."

Xia Jiabao was still in shock at this moment, and at the same time, he was even more in awe of Song Ci.

This is not a simple Taoist priest, this is simply a fairy, a small amulet can actually make him reincarnate from death.

He sneaked a look at the talisman in his hand. It was made of metal and had a simple shape. It was a circle with the word "卍" of Buddhism inside.

Not Taoist?How can there be Buddhist Wanzi?

Faintly felt that something was wrong, why did the ten thousand characters seem to be reversed.

At this time, Sun Guixiang came out with a bench.

So the family of three huddled together on the bench and sat down, as if they were waiting for the trial of Song Ci.

In fact, it was Xia Baoguo and his wife who were holding their son's arms and were unwilling to let go.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Song Ci. I met your son in Jiangning City. He was jumping off a building and landed on my car..."

"Thank you, thank you for saving my son, was the car smashed? How much will we pay for?" Before Song Ci finished speaking, Xia Baoguo couldn't wait to say.

Song Ci waved his hand and interrupted him: "Listen to me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and flicked Xia Jiabao's clenched fist, and Song Ci stretched out his hand to pick up the talisman from his palm.

The moment the talisman left his palm, Xia Jiabao disappeared between the couple like a bubble.

In the stupor of the couple, Song Ci continued: "I see that he is not a human being, and he should have some unfulfilled wish, so he stays in the human world, so I will send him back to meet you."

After speaking, he put the amulet back into Xia Jiabao's palm.

Xia Jiabao reappeared in front of the two of them.

Sun Guixiang hugged her son and looked at Song Ci warily at the same time.

Xia Baoguo stared blankly at Song Ci, and murmured, "So, is my son still dead?"

Although he knew that his answer was not what Xia Baoguo wanted, Song Ci still nodded. This is cruel, but it is the truth.

Xia Baoguo, who had never shed tears, could not stop the tears from gushing out, but did not make a sound. He wiped them with his sleeves, but he couldn't wipe them clean.

(End of this chapter)