The eldest son has a family, so he may be a little rational. The second son was crazy during that time, and he was afraid that his second son would not be able to stand the blow and completely collapsed.
My wife is the last moment when her faith collapses and she is sobbing in the world.
Even at the last moment, Mr. Jiang didn't even dare to prepare a funeral for his daughter.
On the day of "Momo" being buried, he and the butler went there.
Mr. Jiang sat alone next to the tombstone of his wife and daughter, and sat for a day and a night.
Every time Jiang Chenshao went to look for Momo, he would wait for the so-called "hope" at home, but was disappointed every time.
He didn't dare to say it, so he let his younger daughter live in the heart of his second son.
At least, that was his spiritual support.
A person who loses his spirit is no different from a living dead.
For the sake of his two sons, Mr. Jiang kept enduring it, treating his daughter as he is still alive, giving hope to his two sons and despair to himself.
Poor parents in the world. Mr. Jiang looked at his eldest son's family happiness and wanted to find a good wife for his second son. In the future, he will not stay alone in the world and have no home and no place to return.
His eldest son is already middle-aged and should know all this. When he gets old, his eldest son will visit his daughter in front of the grave.
Mr. Jiang and his eldest son talked until the middle of the night.
Mayor Jiang also knew his father's good intentions.
He went back, his eyes swollen.
Wei Aihua waited for him until he fell asleep, but his posture of reading remained unchanged.
Mayor Jiang walked over, lifted the quilt, and gently carried his wife back to the quilt. When he saw the woman who gave him a happy family, Mayor Jiang bowed his head and kissed his wife on the forehead.
Wei Aihua woke up and hurried to see her husband beside her.
What I saw was his red and swollen eyes.
"Husband, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Aihua hurriedly got up and asked her husband with concern.
Mayor Jiang shook his head, "It's okay, the mosquito bites his eyes and will be fine tomorrow."
Wei Aihua knew that her husband would not mention it, so she stopped asking.
Go out and find an ice bag to massage the eye sockets for your husband.
Mayor Jiang lay on his wife's legs, tears slid from the corners of his eyes and fell on his wife's legs.
Tears heated Wei Aihua's legs and hurt her heart.
She still didn't ask, just possessed herself and kissed her husband gently.
She told her husband in her own way that she was around her.
The next day it was dawn.
When Jiang Chenshao was going to run, he went to his nephew's bedroom and pulled Jiang Xiaosu, who was sleeping, out of the quilt.
"Uncle, what are you doing?" Jiangsu was pardoned last night.
It seemed that his uncle's young wife was sweet-mouthed, so she was so confused by his uncle. Finally, she waved her hand and let herself go.
So he didn't lock himself in the dark room.
Jiang Chenshao said: "Go out for a run with me."
He is as smart as Jiangsu. He knows that he is called to run for no reason, and his uncle must be making trouble for him again.
Early in the morning, Jiangsu was wearing sportswear and Jiang Chenshao and ran around the runway at home.
"I'm not at home for a few days, so you can consider the school matters. If you go back, my leg will break you when you come back."
Jiangsu: "…"
Jiang Chenshao said again: "Try to report to me every day what she is doing."
"No, you are asking me to be a traitor by her side."
After saying that, Jiangsu was ruthlessly hit by his uncle on the back of his head.
"I'm asking you to protect her!"
Jiangsu covered the back of his head with his hands and grinned in pain, "She doesn't need me to protect her, it's good if I don't have to be protected by her."
Jiang Chenshao: "I have no prospects. When I come back, I will find a master for you to learn Sanda."