Chen Fuman was heartbroken and despairing. He tried to deal with the funeral arrangements and then thought about hanging himself from the eaves with a rope.
End this life.
But looking at the swaddled baby beside him, Chen Fuman couldn't help but feel cruel.
I have been going through such hardship for half my life, but I still have a child like this to comfort me in my old age.
Although he was a child with a congenital disability, he was born to his daughter after all, and he was also Chen Fuman's grandson.
Chen Fuman raised his children like this and grew up slowly.
Perhaps because of the loss of relatives one after another, Chen Fuman paid special attention to his grandson and almost never left him.
I'm afraid something might happen to him.
Chen Fuman carefully cared for his grandson until he was eight years old. Chen Fuman took his grandson to work in the fields, but as soon as he turned around, his grandson disappeared.
Chen Fuman went completely crazy and searched everywhere for his grandson.
I searched for who knows how many days and traveled to many places.
But they couldn't be found.
Chen Fuman became a loner.
He did not think about it, but lived silently alone.
The only person accompanying him was an old scalper.
Chen Fuman was numbly clearing the fields, and the old scalper was slowly pulling the sledge in front. Each person and the ox were moving slowly, looking lifeless.
Moo~
At this moment, the old scalper suddenly stopped.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Fuman raised his head slightly and looked at the old scalper with a somewhat dull expression.
But I saw the old scalper put his head on the ground and pulled hard.
Chapter completed!