The days when I was an obstetrician and gynecologist in Chang'an

Chapter 767 Generating kindness vs. cultivating kindness (Thanks to Jin Xiancong for the reward~)

How can Brother Li be moved by Father Li's words?

Brother Li, who has long passed his thirties, looks at Father Li's current appearance. He can still recall the scene when he was put on his lap by Father Li when he was a child. Father Li held a book called "Baicao Jing" and taught him how to read.

When Brother Li was young, Li's father had not yet been given such a big house by bad people. At that time, the Li family was poor. Li's father was suppressed by Uncle Li's family due to the grudges of the previous generation. At that time, Li's father could only rely on giving money to the green skin on the street. They take care of their injuries to support their families.

Even in such a difficult situation, Li's father never treated Brother Li harshly.

Even though Mother Li later became pregnant with Brother Li, Father Li still treated Brother Li as his own son, leaving all the delicious food for Brother Li.

Just like Father Li said, "The relationship between father and son lasts for thirty years." Yes, this is thirty years, not three years, not three days, but 30 years!
The relationship between father and son has lasted for thirty years. How can a letter from Sun Hongniang change it?

"Aye, son."

Father Li waved his hand to Brother Li, whose eyes were already moist. He, an old father, felt like crying when he looked at his grown-up son.

After stopping Brother Li, Father Li said in a choked voice, "You will ask for leave from the official tomorrow, and we will take the household registration sticker to handle this matter.

I listened to Sanniang's words and came to the house regardless of the family.

Okay, let's break up. "

After Li's father spoke, no one said anything more. Li Sanniang watched Li's father carrying a lantern and Li's mother helping each other out of the yard.

"Second brother, are you going to cry? You didn't want us to see you, so you let us go, right?"

Brother Li winked at Li Sanniang. Li Sanniang looked at Brother Li who was still sitting on the chair. He covered most of his face with his broad palms. Li Sanniang's eyesight was so good. Under such dim candlelight, she couldn't see it. You can see the traces of water left by the tears on Brother Li's face.

Li Sanniang's eyes widened. Apart from seeing Brother Li cry when she was a child, the only time in Li Sanniang's memory that Sister Li gave birth to Li Dalang was the only time she saw Brother Li cry again. She never saw him cry again. Understand.

Li Sanniang quickly stopped talking. She and Brother Li walked out the door quietly, leaving space for Brother Li and Sister-in-law Li.

Just as Li Sanniang said, Father Li really cried.

When there were only two people in the house, Father Li and Mother Li, in front of Mother Li, Father Li finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took the handkerchief handed over by Mother Li and muttered to Mother Li with some tears: "Big brother." Lang, Dalang, he never cries."

As if to get recognition from Mother Li, Father Li looked at Mother Li: "Did you see it? Dalang's eyes are all red!

Dalang didn't even shed tears when the gangster used a knife to cut and pull the injury that was deep enough to the bone!

How uncomfortable he was, how painful his heart was.

Da Lang, Da Lang."

Mother Li was really disappointed with Father Li's appearance. If it were ten or twenty years ago, when Father Li's face could still be seen, Mother Li would probably not comfort Father Li.

But now, faced with such a wrinkled Father Li who kept chattering to her, Mother Li really couldn't express any words of comfort.

Mother Li came forward with a glass of warm water that had just been poured and handed it to Father Li, "Hurry up and drink some water to moisten your throat."

After Mother Li said this, she picked up the scissors and cut off the light wick on the side. After putting the scissors away, Mother Li sat down and said leisurely to Father Li: "Da Lang is not a teenager. He is already in his 30s, and the way he looks today is just based on his feelings.

Why do you feel sorry for him?

I feel sorry for such a rough guy like him, rather than feeling sorry for Hu Tou.

Okay, warm your feet and go to bed. Tomorrow you go find someone to ask about the household division. Don't take Dalang there and it won't be done well. "

Brother Li, who was distressed by his father, has calmed down now.

He sat there blankly, looking at the tea cup on the round table motionless with unfocused eyes.Sister-in-law Li put Xiao Liulang to sleep. Looking at Brother Li who was still sitting in front of the round table with a dazed look, she put on her clothes and went to the ground.

Sister-in-law Li really didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything. She just stretched out her hands and held Brother Li's rough palm, hoping to use her body temperature to warm Brother Li's cold fingertips.

Although Brother Li didn't move his eyes, he shook Sister-in-law Li's hand back. Then he thought of something and turned to look at Sister-in-law Li and asked softly: "Mei Niang, how do you choose between giving birth to kindness and cultivating kindness?"

Aye treats me like a parent. Even though I am over thirty now, I can still remember the care Aye took for me when I was young.

I remember there was a heavy snowfall in Chang'an one winter and it was extremely cold. The family situation at that time was not very good. My second brother and I slept in the same bed as Aye and Aniang at night.

Aye, he put my cold feet on his belly to warm me.

When I got up at night to go to the bathroom, Aye would carry the urine bucket to the bedside, and then carry the urine bucket out of the house despite the cold wind, just to prevent the smell of urine from affecting our sleep.

Mei Niang, when I think about it now, all I can think of is what Aye has done for me. I really can’t remember anything about my biological Aye. "

Sister-in-law Li understood Brother Li at this moment, "You were less than two years old when Aniang brought you to Chang'an, and you were just a child. What can you remember?

It's normal to have no impression of this.

Dalang, don't be too harsh on yourself.

We have never forgotten to pay homage to Aye (Sun Datou) every day, every year. Aye (Father Li) and Aniang have never concealed this matter from you. It is the matter of Aye (Sun Hongniang). Didn’t Auntie tell us this a long time ago?

Dalang, as long as you have a clear conscience, that's enough. "

Brother Li lowered his head and said nothing. After a while, as if he had figured something out, Brother Li raised his head and looked at Sister Li and said decisively: "Mei Niang, Aye treats me like his own son, I can't live without him." conscience.

If the families are really divided, even though they are not divided, I always feel that there is something missing in this place in my heart." Brother Li reached out and touched his left chest, "So, Mei Niang, I don't want to be separated. "

Brother Li's inner tangle and annoyance are real. The Guo brothers who still live in the Li family, especially Guo Sanlang, are also very upset at this moment.

But Guo Silang was a tolerant person. He grabbed a thin pancake sprinkled with sesame seeds and baked it to eat. This was what they bought in the West Market when they went out today. It was so delicious.

Especially after chewing the sesame seeds in your mouth, the flavor doubles.

Guo Silang, who was eating pancakes, saw Guo Sanlang's frowning expression, so he explained to him: "Brother, why are you like this?
I think the Li family are all easy to talk to, so they should be able to do what we want.

Besides, look," Guo Silang glanced at the small porcelain vase on the table, "the balls that Uncle Li made for your cough are here again. It can be seen that he cares about our family's affairs. "

　Thank you Jin Xiancong for supporting 100 starting coins. Thank you very much for your support and encouragement again!
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　　What do you think?
　　How to choose between generating kindness and cultivating kindness?

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　　After writing articles for more than a year, I now clearly feel that my eyesight has declined again.

　　To me, without glasses, faces ten meters away are blurry.

　　I took the time to go to the ophthalmologist for a light test, and sure enough, the temperature rose by more than 100 degrees.

　　The doctor told me not to do this anymore and to pay attention to myself.

　　There is also an unspeakable drawback. Sitting in front of a screen for a long time may cause hemorrhoids to recur.

　　This fragile body! ! !

　　Really. . . . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)