I became a god after resigning

Chapter 85
"Dad, Mom, will you forget me?"

"Of course not, you are my son, how could I forget you, woo..."

Sun Guixiang sobbed softly again while Xia Baoguo stood beside him without saying a word, and started smoking again.

At this moment, their emotions calmed down a little, and they sat together and talked.

"I don't want you to forget me, and I want you to forget me." Xia Jiabao said with a dazed face.

"No, no..." Sun Guixiang took his hand and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Also, tell my eldest brother that I can't say goodbye to him, thank him...thank him for taking care of me these years."

"They're all one family, two brothers, what are you talking about?" Xia Baoguo said in a dull voice.

"Well, don't tell me, he's my brother." A sad smile appeared on Xia Jiabao's face.

Then he looked at his mother sitting on the left, then at his father sitting on the right, and looked up at Song Ci.

"That, Song..."

Xia Jiabao hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to call Song Ci.

"Just call me Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song, can I take a photo with my parents?"

"of course can."

"Then can you take a photo with my parents? I haven't taken a photo with them alone yet." Xia Jiabao said with some joy when he heard the words.

"of course can."

So Xia Jiabao put his arm around his mother's shoulder and the other around his father's shoulder.

"Smile~" Xia Jiabao reminded.

Hearing this, the couple squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

With a click, this photo with a sad face but a smile was born.
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"Dad, Mom, sit down."

Xia Jiabao stopped the parents who wanted to get up, and let them continue to sit side by side on the bench.

He walked across to them, plopped and knelt down.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly, the ground is cold..."

Su Guixiang immediately got up and wanted to help him, but Xia Baoguo grabbed his arm. Xia Baoguo's hand was so strong that it hurt her a little.

Xia Jiabao kowtowed heavily to them a few times.

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving, thank you, thank you..."

"I don't regret being your son now..."

"thanks……"

As he spoke, his body faded, like a faded ink painting, and finally disappeared before everyone's eyes, and a talisman fell to the ground.

Song Ci was also a little surprised. It was the first time he saw that in the form of a "human", he actively returned to the sea of ​​souls.

"Jiabao, I'm sorry..."

Looking at the place where his son disappeared, Xia Baoguo murmured.

I don't know what he is sorry for. Is it because I am sorry for not giving him the money at the beginning, or because my family is too poor...

Song Ci couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to figure it out. He stepped forward, bent down to pick up the amulet that fell on the ground, and put the finished teacup back to Xia Baoguo.

Only then did Xia Baoguo come back to his senses, glanced at his wife who was wiping tears beside him, stood up, and said with embarrassment on his face: "Mr.

"Nothing, I'm leaving."

"that……"

Hearing that Song Ci was leaving, Xia Baoguo looked a little flustered.

"Leave me a phone number, and I'll send you the photo after it's developed," Song Ci said.

"Oh, well..."

Xia Baoguo hurriedly gave a number when he heard the words, and then said: "This is home... this belongs to my eldest son."

"Okay, I see, don't be too sad, everything will be fine."

Song Ci put away his mobile phone and glanced at Sun Guixiang who was sitting on the bench, still immersed in sadness.

"Hey."

Xia Baoguo responded, and then hesitantly said: "Mr. Song, can I ask you a question?"

"go ahead."

"Jiabao, where did Jiabao go? Is there anything... what..."

Song Ci heard the words and understood what he meant, so he explained: "After death, the soul will return to the sea of ​​souls, where it will be reincarnated."

"That's good, that's good. I hope that in his next life, he will be reborn into a good family and not be as poor as ours." Xia Baoguo said with a sad expression.

"You can burn more paper money for him sincerely." Song Ci said.

"it is good."

Xia Baoguo hurriedly agreed, not knowing if he understood the hidden meaning in Song Ci's words, only sincerity, love and longing can strengthen his soul.

With a strong soul, no matter what kind of family he reincarnates in the future, it will be very beneficial.

"Well, Mr. Song, did I do something wrong?" Xia Baoguo suddenly asked again, his face full of confusion.

He didn't think the money should be given to his son, but because he didn't have the money, his son died.

In fact, he knew in his heart whether he had done anything wrong.

But he wants to get an answer from Song Ci, because Song Ci is not an ordinary person, but a god, or someone with great ability, what he said must be right.

"You did the right thing." Song Ci said seriously.

The words of Song Ci seem to have unloaded the heavy burden that Xia Baoguo had been carrying all along, and relaxed in a state visible to the naked eye.

He even smiled at Song Ci, and said, "But I regret it."

"In this world, you don't regret doing something wrong. Sometimes, you will regret doing the right thing."

"Is that so? Mr. Song, you know a lot."

Then he said anxiously: "Mr. Song, wait a moment."

Then he turned around and hurried back to the house, and came out quickly, but at this time the cup in his hand had been put down, and he was holding a wad of money in his hand.

"There's only this little thing in the house, don't think it's too little." As he said that, he was about to hand over the money in his hand to Song Ci.

Song Ci glanced at the money in his hand, it was about several thousand yuan, Song Ci didn't reach out to take it, but took one of them.

"This is the fare for me to send him back, you can take the rest back."

"How good is this..."

Xia Baoguo wanted to say more, but Song Ci had already turned and left.

Xia Baoguo hurriedly followed.

"Mr. Song, you are leaving."

"Well, I'm going back."

"I'm really sorry, I don't even know how to thank you." Xia Baoguo looked a little embarrassed and authentic.

"Needless to say this, I do this to do good deeds, and it is also good for me. In addition, listen to your son's persuasion, take your aunt to the hospital."

Song Ci glanced at Sun Guixiang who was sitting on the bench wiping tears.

"Hey, well..."

Xia Baoguo didn't expect Song Ci to say this, so he hurriedly agreed.

"Do you have paper and pen? I'll leave you a contact information." Song Ci said.

"Yes, yes..."

Xia Baoguo hurried back to the house when he heard the words, and fetched paper and pen.

The pen is a ballpoint pen with bite marks on the nib, and the paper is an old notebook.

"They all belonged to Jiabao before." Xia Baoguo said.

Song Ci nodded, and opened the notebook, where some numbers were recorded in a mess.

In addition, there were words such as five hundred owed to boss Xia, one thousand owed to third uncle, four hundred owed to his uncle, etc., some of which had been crossed out with a pen, and some had not yet been crossed out.

Song Ci also wrote his number on it, and handed it back to Xia Baoguo.

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, please call me directly."

"Thank you, Mr. Song, you are really a good person, a good person, I really caused you trouble."

Amid Xia Baoguo's thousands of thanks, Song Ci drove the car away, walked a long way, glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw Xia Baoguo waving to him.

Song Ci stretched out his hand out the window and waved it.

The cool wind blows in from the car window, pours into the nose and nose, and a hint of sweetness rises in the throat.

It is indeed good tea.

A few days later, Xia Baoguo received a courier.

There was a photo in the courier and a smoothed 100 yuan bill.

(End of this chapter)