Perhaps the reason for grinding the roots at the beginning was entirely to please Lao Suntou and bring the two families closer together in order to achieve the purpose of sending his son to seek development outside the mountains.

But after a few bowls of wine, the valve of memory was opened, and those old things came to mind under the stimulation of alcohol, and even people's true feelings were also involved.

Mo Gen held the old grandson's head in his arms with tears in his eyes, "It's all my fault. If I had money, I could have sent my father to a medical clinic in the town outside the mountain for treatment, and I wouldn't have died lying down at home for two days.

I can’t lie down anymore..."

Mogen's father ate a poisonous mushroom from the mountains and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea. He followed the village method and made moldy bone soup for the old man to drink, fighting poison with poison.

As a result, the poison failed to defeat the enemy, but the people were sent away.

Later, Mo Gen summarized the lessons learned from the death of many fathers, including poverty, backwardness, and the stubbornness and ignorance of people's minds that these brought about.

If I had been more resolute and decisive, instead of listening to this and that, and just taking my father out of the mountain, maybe the situation would have been different.

I was indecisive at first, partly because I was young and had not seen the world, and most importantly, I had no money in my pocket.

Money is the courage of man!

Without money, you dare not think or do anything. You will shrink from wherever you go and be led by others and fate.

Therefore, he worked hard to get closer to the Sun family, and with the help of the Sun family, he took the right position in the Sun family ditch.

Although this is just a small village with only twenty or thirty households, he is still upright.

After working in this position for several years, Mo Gen realized that this was far from enough and he had to find a way to send his son out.

He can profit from the last bit of his old relationship with Uncle Sun. In the future, when Uncle Sun passes away, his son will be completely cut off from the Sun family. Then his son will fall back to the original starting point.

Already?

No, it can't be like that. If you are poor, you will want to change.

So Mo Gen tried his best and waited for the Sun family to return to the village to visit the grave.

I finally waited for this opportunity today, and immediately asked my family to kill chickens and ducks, and take out all the hard goods at home for the New Year to entertain the distinguished guests from outside the mountain...

Now after drinking, these accumulated feelings were released. Mogen hugged Lao Suntou's arm and cried like a child, saying that he was unfilial and not a good son...

Hearing this, Lao Suntou was also very moved, and kept patting Mo Gen on the back to comfort him. The relationship between uncle and nephew became a lot closer invisibly.

After eating and drinking at Mo Gen's house, the group left in a mule cart.

Yang Ruoqing, Xiaojie, and the eldest Sun family were in the same carriage. In the carriage behind them were Huang Mao, Xiao Hua, He Lian'er and the others with several other children.

Xiaojie opened a corner of the car curtain and looked behind.

I saw Lao Suntou saying goodbye to Mo Genna, and Mo Gen helped Lao Suntou get into the mule cart at the back. The two of them held hands tightly together, looking reluctant to part.

"Stop looking, we're about to leave."

Mrs. Sun held Xiao Jie's sleeping daughter in her arms and reminded Xiao Jie in a low voice.

Seeing that Xiaojie ignored her, Mrs. Sun extended her legs and kicked Xiaojie gently, "Sit down."

Xiaojie then put down the curtain, turned around and said to the other people in the carriage with confusion: "I was watching my father say goodbye to that uncle Mo Gen, tsk tsk. It seems that my father was really moved, as if he was saying goodbye."

Uncle Mogen has become a nephew. This is the scene when my uncle was still alive and we came back to visit relatives and visit their graves. I saw the two brothers doing the same thing."

"But Uncle Mogen, we have no friendship with him. Why does it seem like my grandfather actually ate a nephew after just one meal?"

Mrs. Sun glared at Xiaojie and said, "You kids don't understand. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Children’s house?

Xiaojie is not convinced by this title.

"Mom, my daughter can make soy sauce, why am I still a kid?" she asked dissatisfied.

Da Sun said: "You can't see things clearly. This has nothing to do with your age."

The corner of Xiaojie's mouth twitched hard, and she turned to ask Yang Ruoqing, who had closed her eyes and meditated since getting into the car: "Sister Qing'er, my mother said that I can't see clearly, but what about you? What do you think about this matter?

Yes?"

Yang Ruoqing closed her eyes and curled her lips into a smile.

"Sister, why are you pretending to be serious? My mother is trying to push me, so you should help me talk!" Xiaojie gave Yang Ruoqing a gentle push.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but open her eyes and looked at Xiaojie's pouting look, "Let me ask you, if you were asked to choose a place between Sunjiagou and Changping Village to be your natal family, if you choose one, you have to give up the other.

Which place would you choose?"

Xiaojie had a confused look on her face, "Must I choose one of the two?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "The one you didn't choose will not be allowed to come back in the future."

Xiaojie lowered her eyes and fiddled with the handkerchief with her fingers, feeling in a dilemma.

The eldest Sun and Sun looked at each other quietly, both of them looking a little complicated.

Xiaojie took a deep breath, "If that's the case... I'd still choose Changping Village."

"Why?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Xiaojie frowned, looked at the eldest Sun and Sun, and said, "Because I have relatives in Changping Village."

"But you were born in Sunjiagou and grew up there for four or five years before moving to the mountains with your family." Yang Ruoqing reminded.

Xiaojie said: "Although that is the case, my relatives are all in Changping Village, so for me, wherever I have relatives, that is my natal family."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "The reason why your natal family gives you a sense of belonging and intimacy is because you have relatives."

"For the same reason, for my grandfather, your father, his feelings for Sunjiagou are also so complicated."

"But he is different from you. He spent the first half of his life in Sunjiagou. Even though there are no relatives there, the old house is still there and he can't let it go."

"But when he went back, he felt that things were different and people were different. Finally, Uncle Mogen could help him feel a little closer to his relatives back home. His old man would definitely cherish that feeling. Plus, he had just drank again.

, so it’s understandable to be reluctant to leave.”

Yang Ruoqing almost broke everything down and told Xiaojie in detail.

Now, even if Xiaojie is a fool, she can understand it.

She lowered her eyes, her expression a bit lonely.

I feel very happy and complete because I have everything. But as a father, he was not born to be her father.

He is also someone else's son, grandson, husband...

Not only does he need care from the younger generations, but he also needs to go up and trace the old things that belong to his past, the old friends who carry the shadow of the old things, or the sons of the old friends.
Chapter completed!