After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 191 Dig a hole and bury you

Nan Song took the old man upstairs and opened the door to his parents' room.

Even though the parents were gone, Nan Song in the master bedroom was still reserved for his parents. After driving out the Nan Ning Bai who occupied the magpie's nest, everything was decorated according to the original appearance.

The room is cleaned every day by a dedicated maid. It is very tidy and there is no dust at all.

This was the first time Nan Sancai entered the rose garden, and it was also the first time he entered the room of his eldest son and daughter-in-law. As soon as he entered the door and saw the two portraits enshrined on the incense table, his eyes immediately turned red.

"Grandpa, come in."

Nan Song reached out and pulled the old man standing at the door into the room, asked him to sit down on the mahogany sofa, and walked over to offer incense to his parents.

"Mom, Dad, grandpa is here to see you."

Nan Sancai sat on the sofa, looking at his eldest son and daughter-in-law with burning eyes, feeling sad and speechless for a long time.

Nanningsong and Luoyin's rooms are completely decorated in Chinese style, and all the furniture is made of mahogany, nanmu, and yellow pear wood. Everything looks good.

Even the bed is a Chongqing-style bed that is engraved with gold-lacquered flowers and birds. Each frieze board has been carefully carved and covered with layers of patterns, and all the petals are full of three-dimensionality.

Every time my brothers come to the rose garden and enter their parents' room, they say they feel like they have traveled back in time.

Nan Song came over and sat cross-legged on the carpet. Seeing Nan Sancai's eyes fall on the bed, he said, "I heard from father that this bed was a wedding gift from you to them?"

"Ah."

Nan Sancai sighed softly, "The scene on your parents' wedding day seems to still be vivid in my mind. In the blink of an eye, you have grown up and become a big girl."

He raised his hand and touched Nan Song's head, his eyes filled with loving light.

"It's just that I heard that your second uncle has been living in the rose garden since you disappeared three years ago. It's not easy for these good things to be kept and not sold by him."

Nan Song smiled softly, the smile not reaching his eyes.

"When I left three years ago, I knew that my second uncle would not let go of the rose garden, so I asked Butler Zhao to move all the good things in the house and replace them with imitations. He didn't know the goods anyway. "

Nan Sancai curled his lips.

"The second child is a loser, and the third child is even more so. He has learned antique appraisal from me for so many years, but he hasn't even scratched the surface. He's too old to have a brain, and he can't carve out rotten wood."

He sighed three times.

"Fortunately, our Lao Nan family's ancestral skills were inherited by your father, and your father passed it on to you, so you can be considered a successor. Otherwise, when I go underground, I will really be embarrassed to see my ancestors. Zong You.”

Nan Song raised his eyes and said, "My abilities are incomparable to those of my father, and I am far behind you, grandpa. It's early."

"Being so humble is not like my eldest granddaughter's style. I still remember when I was ten years old, you made bold words and wanted to beat your father to death on the beach."

Nan Sancai tapped her little head, "Why, after three years of training, you have grown up and learned to flatter people and tell lies?"

"Not at all."

Nan Song wrinkled her straight nose, "I was still young at that time and didn't learn my skills well. I was laughed at by my father, so I robbed him."

The old man asked: "What about now?" "Now...don't you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?"

Nan Sancai laughed loudly, "You girl, you are clever, capable, and have a big temper. You are just like your father when he was a child. You are almost carved from the same mold."

"Ah? Yes?" Nan Song said truthfully, "I think my dad has a pretty good temper."

Nanning Bai and Nanning Zhu had both done that, and his father didn't kill them out of righteousness, but instead helped them a lot. If it were her, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

"That's under your mother's control."

Nan Sancai said: "Your father is very capable, and your mother is even more capable. When they come together, it's really like - one thing brings down another."

Nan Song listened quietly. She liked hearing about things about her father and mother. It always felt like listening to stories.

The parents in her grandfather's eyes and the parents in her eyes are also very different because of their different perspectives and identities.

After listening for a long time, he continued to talk about his father and mother leaving home to start a business. Nan Song looked at the old man's expression and asked calmly: "My father, it was my mother's idea to run away from home and come to Nancheng?"

"Yes, but not all."

Nan Sancai still feels heartbroken when he thinks back to the scene when his eldest son left home a few years ago. This has also been the scene of his nightmares for many years, and he has been dreaming about it more and more in recent days.

He thought that maybe his eldest son was lonely and calling to his old father.

Nan Sancai told Nan Song that when Nanning Song broke off relations with him and rebelled against him, a large part of the reason was because of the jealousy and crowding out of Nanning Bai and Nanning Zhu.

The old man's red eyes were a little cloudy, and he took a deep breath, "Xiao Song, he is not my biological son, he is an orphan I picked up from outside."

Nan Song's expression was shocked. Even though she had already known that her father was not the son of the Nan family, this was the first time that she heard her grandfather reveal his father's life experience. She couldn't help but hold her breath and listened carefully.

"When I was young, my moral character was not much better than that of Ning Bai and Ning Zhu. Except for this craft, which was forced by my father with a cane, I had no other abilities.

After my father died, I wandered around like a lonely ghost. Because of this ability, I met a bunch of bad friends and followed them to buy antiques.

Money is earned in sacks, and as soon as there is more money, bad habits also follow, such as eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking. "

The old man leaned back in his chair and counted his past in detail, "Before your great-grandfather left, he arranged a marriage for me. I thought the girl was too simple and I was not happy with it.

When I was young, I liked the pretty ones in the flowers. Later, a girl got pregnant, so I took her home. She was Shuixiu, the mother of your second and third uncles.

It was only later that I found out that the girl I was engaged to had left home to look for me after she found out that I had run away. She was bullied and even gave birth to a child.

Later, after people in the village gossiped about her, her parents kicked her out, and she raised the child by herself.

Out of guilt, I went out to look for her. Thinking that Shuixiu was gone and your second and third uncles also needed a mother to take care of them, I decided to marry her, which would be considered as repaying the original debt.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived, Xiangyun was suffering from tuberculosis and died like this. Your father was still a child back then, but he was not like a child. He dug a hole with a hoe and dug your grandma without saying a word. He was buried without even crying.I said I wanted to take him home, and he opened his big eyes and asked me calmly, "Are you my dad?" I said I wasn't before, but I will be in the future, and he answered me——"

"Oh. Then give me something to eat. When you get old, I will dig a hole to bury you and provide for you until you die."

(End of this chapter)