Chapter 692 Father

  After the incense stick was lit, what happened before and after?

  Chen Hao is actually not clear.

All she knew was that a fresh smell like the rain came out in front of her and rushed into her nose, causing her to involuntarily take a deep breath, another breath, another breath, and then another breath and another breath. Suck.

   Breathing involuntarily became deep and slow.

   All the attention goes to chasing, feeling and indulging in that peculiar smell.

   As if the whole person was suddenly caught in an unspeakable situation.

  Chen Hao has practiced yoga herself. She knows that the unspeakable situation is called "meditation", which is authentic yoga and not something that is emphasized in body yoga.

  Before, she thought it was a bit silly.

   At least, there is a large component of psychological suggestion.

   But just now...

   She didn't think about it, she just lit a stick of incense, and then she was dragged into that legendary situation without even any psychological preparation.

   It was the incense stick that was about to burn out, approaching her finger, and the burning sensation on her hand that could no longer be ignored, which made her wake up and return to her normal state.

   And when she woke up.

Find.

   This small room is already full of people!

The members of the    clubhouse, as well as the service staff, who are in this clubhouse today are almost all concentrated here at the moment.

  No, not almost!

   is a lot!

  Chen Hao looked around and found not only them, but also people she didn't know.

   The next moment, she squeezed a few steps and walked out the door, only to find that the passage outside was full of people, at least, there were dozens of bigger ones, right? There are actually a lot of men in there!

   "Second son, wake up!"

   Let her tug, and the little coach was also excited and sobered up.

"Wake up Dongqin and the others, you stay here to rectify the order with them, and invite irrelevant people out." After Chen Hao said this, he quickly wrapped the remaining five sticks of incense, and then pointed directly at his chest. The first plug, escaped.

  Although there are people in the passage, but luckily it is not the kind of crowded with people. It is estimated that the time is short, and it is hard to say how long it is.

  Chen Hao left the clubhouse like a cat quickly and lightly, drove his own car, and went home.

   She thought of her father.

   Chen’s father only graduated from elementary school, but it’s not surprising that this culture was in that year.

   Of course, there were not so many part-time job opportunities back then. What Father Chen could do was some odd jobs.

To be a bricklayer, follow the foreman behind to help people in the town build or repair houses. The houses of those days were not the houses of the later years. A small bricklayer like him did not have much money to make. Eat and mix.

   Not only building a house, but also building a pigsty, building a biogas digester, and digging a civil water pipe and so on.

   Anyway, he does all the work he can find.

  If you don’t do it, where can you eat?

   Where does the money come from to provide for the two children, for personal exchanges and household use?

   "Dad, I just suffered from lack of education, you must study hard!"

   These words were embedded in the minds of Chen Hao and her younger brother like a curse. They were beaten by their father for this matter when they were young!

   cried.

   also hated it.

   But when the sister and brother both graduated from Peking University and became sensible adults, looking back on the past, what Chen Hao immediately remembered was not the harshness and scolding that his father had given them in their studies, but the hardships of his father in the past few years.

   It is said that the human brain does not and cannot remember all the past, but extracts one or some fragments from it as a "typical memory".

  Chen Hao remembered the past scene.

  It was probably when she was in the first grade of elementary school.

  Her father was wearing a trousers and undershirt, bare-chested and barefoot, and passed the pigsty to his second uncle's house.

   Second Uncle and Second Aunt were chatting and laughing with several other adults in the town, and also chatting and laughing with her father from time to time.

   A group of children gathered here to watch the fun.

   At that time, it was lively.

  Chen Hao himself.

   I didn’t know anything at the time, and I didn’t think it was anything.

   It was just that when she was fetching water at night, she mumbled, thinking that her father stinks.

   Twenty years later, recalling the events of that year, and some other fragments, Chen Hao was in a heart-wrenching pain, tears came down, and he couldn't stop crying for a day.

   She bought a train ticket and went home that night.

   She just wanted to kneel in front of her father, hold his leg, and tell him two things:

   One, she has grown up and is sensible.

  Two, she loves him.

   She really did.

   Twenty years have passed, and their family no longer lives in the small town they used to live in, but in a villa-style community developed by their own family.

Twenty years have passed, and that man, his father, is no longer the man who used to pass the pigsty to others with his shirtless and bare feet. Thanks to the great tide of the development of the times, he also supported himself with hard work and ruthlessness. He has already become a tycoon.

  Similarly, twenty years later, that man is no longer the tough guy he used to be.

   He is old and old.

   His momentum has risen, a hundred times a thousand times that of the past.

   His body was weakened.

   He had thick calluses on his hands, feet and feet.

   His left leg had severe arthritis, and he walked with a clunk like a mechanical leg.

   Both of his arms are suffering from rheumatism, and when the weather is cloudy and wet, the pain is unbearable.

   He had severe gastritis in his stomach.

   If he didn't dye his hair, most of his hair would be gray.

  If he straightened his waist from time to time, he couldn't make himself walk nicely, and his body always hunched forward involuntarily.

   His big hands are still so strong and warm, but the whole hand is full of wrinkles. Even if his nails are carefully trimmed, they can't look beautiful, because they have been infected by water and humidity for many years.

  …

   Too much too much.

   from head to toe.

   Inside and outside.

   is a fault.

   And these, Chen Hao discovered little by little in the following days, and each time she discovered it, her heart hurt a little more.

   Over the years, from the eldest girl of the Chen family to Princess Chen Hao, all the changes in her have been exchanged by her father in this way.

  From the eldest girl of the Chen family, to Princess Chen Hao.

   From Princess Chen Hao to the eldest girl of the Chen family.

  Chen Hao restrained all his pride, once Ruyan left the nest, but now Chengyan has returned.

   She learned to cook with the nanny, and she did a better job than the nanny.

  She asked her classmates who studied at Xiehe that year, what improvements could be made in terms of diet and other aspects like her father's situation?

   She did her best to add even the slightest care and attention to her father.

   And since she came home, no matter how busy his father was, he would spare at least one day a week. On this day, they were a family of three, old parents, and a pretty girl.

  Her brother, studying abroad, Harvard Law School.

   "Dad, how about I teach you yoga?" She once suggested to her father in such a "naive" way.

  Only when you are sick and no longer young, will you know how powerless modern medicine is, and how much money is useless.

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