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At that moment, Fugui suddenly felt that time had stopped!

Fugui looked at the swallow affectionately. The swallow still smiled lightly, revealing its white teeth, and its long black hair was floating in the wind, and only those eyes were flashing with the light of joy.

This is the person I have always dreamed of!

Three years, more than a thousand days and nights, every sleepless night, this smiling face floats into his dream, tugging the strings of longing, making his heart feel melancholy again and again. The hair on her forehead has been hanging on the hotbed of his memory on every full moon night, like a white veil, but in the hazy, it is infinite nostalgia. This pretty figure has aroused his indulgence in the past countless times. Now, will all this be a dream?

Fugui walked over, and suddenly he didn't know where to start with countless words in his heart. He paused for a long time before asking softly: "Are you here too?"

The corners of the swallow's mouth squirmed for a moment, but before they could say anything, a crystal tears flashed at the corners of their eyes.

The children who had been looking up at the wealthy suddenly shouted: "Sister Yanzi is crying." Then they scattered.

Yanzi blushed her face and wiped her eyes, picked up Fugui's bag: "Go into the house first."

The house is still the same, and it has not changed much from Fugui's visit to his home three years ago.

My father's face was sallow and he sat silently on the bed smoking, with the dry smell of inferior tobacco everywhere.

Seeing Fugui come in, the father who kept coughing looked at him with joy: "Qizi? I've just returned?"

Fugui put down his things and walked to his father's side to help him beat his back: "Dad, are you still smoking after coughing like this?"

Yan Zi, who helped Fugui organize his bag, raised her head and said helplessly: "Three packs of cigarettes a day, no one will listen. You guys talk first, I will help my aunt cook."

From the father's sigh, Fugui learned that the family has been bad for the years, and his father's illness has always been the biggest burden of the family. Because of illness, he cannot do heavy work. The mother is working hard inside and outside the house. The pressure of life makes her aging prematurely. The second brother has already worked outside for the family and has gone to work outside, while the younger sister helps her mother take care of her father. Only the third brother has always had good academic performance and is studying in junior high school in the county.

Fugui looked at the old tables and chairs at home and felt very uncomfortable.

"I have lost money in the past two years. I have helped your mother manage this family..." My father was still sitting there smoking silently, sighing from time to time.

Fugui stood up and saw her mother's busy figure through the window. He felt a soreness in his heart. He could not imagine how a woman, the heavy burden of farming and housework, pressed heavily on her thin shoulders, pressed heavily on her thin shoulders. The hardships of life hunched over her strong body too early, but she supported this home with her tenacity and hard work.

He took out five thousand yuan from his bag and stuffed it into his father's hand and said, "Dad, don't smoke anymore. Your lungs will be bad. If you smoke like this, your body will collapse. You can keep this little money first. When it gets warmer, go to the hospital for a look. If it is not enough, I will go back to the army and send it back."

My father put the money aside and said, "Oh, it's useless. I know my body. You should keep this little money for marriage. I have given me medicine for the money you send back. I am such a useless person. I have added all the burden to you. For my illness, look at it. Our family still has no decent furniture. It's really hard for you all these years." After that, he started coughing violently.

Fugui helped him beat his back, and it took a long time for his father to calm down. He looked at Fugui's shoulder stamp and asked, "Yezi, I heard Yanzi say, "You are an official?" In the past two years, you don't have your address when you send a letter back. What's going on? Yizi, I tell you that our family has been relying on other people's swallows over the years. Even if you become an official, you can't do anything that you are sorry to others."

Fugui smiled and said, "Why can you see what you said? Our army has discipline and will not let the family know the number of the army."
Chapter completed!