Old Tang's son died, and the person jumped from the roof of the community, falling into a blur of flesh and blood, and the death was very ugly.
Old Tang endured his grief and dealt with his son's funeral.
The young daughter-in-law with her two-year-old child, on the day of the funeral, knelt down and kowtowed to Lao Tang, got up and went back to her parents' house.
Old Tang didn't stop him, he is a bad old man who has been widowed for many years, and he can still force other people's good daughters to be widowed for the rest of his life? What's more, his son has left a lot of messes that he has made by himself.
He can't do anything to force other people's daughters to make money to pay off the debts for his own bastard son.
In the words of Lao Tang, when his little turtle cub can still jump around and pant for breath, he can only have a good life. Instead of listening to the words of his fox friends and dog friends, he quit his job with a monthly salary of 10,000 2, turned around and sold his car, arrived at the house, and made a bullshit investment with all his net worth. As a result, he lost a lot of money, not to mention, and he still owed a loan of seven or eight hundred thousand yuan inside and out.
Old Tang's son failed to withstand the various dunning pressures of the platform's client. Before others climbed to the roof and jumped down, they cried and made a video call to Old Tang.
He said that he was sorry for the kindness of Lao Tang's hard work for many years, and he would make a cow and a horse in the next life to make amends to Lao Tang. Then the handsome-looking man threw his phone behind him, and the person jumped down.
Old Tang stared at the phone screen, his son's face that looked like his dead wife, and thought heartbreakingly: The afterlife of the girl's fart!
After the funeral, Don went to the roof to find his son's mobile phone. The property manager was afraid that the old man would not be able to think about it, so he said that he would not let him go to the roof. The manager called a little security guard and asked him to help Don find his phone.
Old Tang disagreed, he had to take back his son's relics in person. In case the phone is broken, he has to find it all bit by bit, just like he did to collect his son's body by himself. In case a piece falls, the person is not complete. That ruthless little deflated calf will be reincarnated in the next life, what to do with a cripple who lacks arms and legs?
The property manager couldn't resist Old Tang, so he found two people to follow him to the roof. Old Tang climbed to the roof of the building and found his son's mobile phone. Fortunately, the mobile phone screen was just shattered into spider prints, and nothing was missing.
Unlike Lao Tang's son, he fell all over the place, which made him old, and he had to lie on the ground carefully and pick it up little by little.
Old Tang put the phone in the pocket on the inside of his clothes, and carefully pressed it gently, which was the closest to the heart. It feels as if protecting his son's mobile phone can protect his son's young life.
When he went down to the roof and returned home, Old Tang was still a little out of breath. In this life, no matter how strong you are, you have to obey the old.
He was able to pull his son to grow up alone 23 years after his deceased wife died, marry his son and have children, but he couldn't climb a few steps without blushing and heartbeat.
When he opened the door with trembling hands, the neighbor at the door heard the movement and poked his head out, snorted Old Tang, and scolded him.
Old Tang didn't refute, what could he say? A good community, just because of his son's jump, housing prices have to plummet.
After all, in this world, there is still a saying of feng shui. Like Lao Tang's son, who hung up at the age of thirty, it had to be a horizontal death, and it was a big murderer. Especially the residents of their unit, it is even worse. People have complaints, and Old Tang can understand.
Entering the house, Don charged his son's mobile phone. The moment the camera was turned on, on the screensaver, the son was holding the child in his right hand and his daughter-in-law in his left hand, laughing cheaply.
Old Tang sneered and scolded, "Virtue, this stinky boy, I really owe a beating." The words fell, at the funeral, the two lines of old tears that were not shed from beginning to end were like opening the gate at this moment, and they couldn't be stopped.
Lao Tang didn't bother to brace it, holding his son's mobile phone with his rough hands, squatting on the ground, pulling his throat, and crying happily.
The text message prompts that came one after another in the mobile phone, as well as the phone ringtones interspersed from time to time, Old Tang didn't bother to pay attention to them.
In the end, he cried enough, and he was tired of crying, so Lao Tang answered a strange phone call.
The moment the phone was connected, the other party asked in broken Mandarin and in an unkind tone, why didn't they answer the phone? Do they not want to pay back? They have already organized local foreign visitors, and if they do not pay back the money within three hours, the staff will come to the door!
Old Tang took a deep breath and replied slowly, "My son died and jumped off the building." ”
But the attitude of the person on the other end of the phone was even worse. The man threw off directly, "Is there an inheritance? Who else is in the family? Who inherits the inheritance? The debt of the person is not extinguished, and the heir quickly pays back the money." ”
Old Tang finally understood the psychological pressure his son was under. Even if they all know that this kind of client will not really come to the door, the threats and intimidation of these people are just to earn commissions.
But when you receive such a bad phone call every day, no matter how strong your psychological quality is, you will have a time to collapse.
Unless the old Tang son is directly rotten, he will eat and wait for death, whatever they want, what do you like. He just doesn't have any money!
But Old Tang knew that his son was not such a person. Beat the little old Tang to educate his son to be honest. We have to be innocent and can't owe anything to others.
What's more, Old Tang's son also has a young child. He can't affect his child's future life because of his credit problem.
No matter how much reluctance there is, no matter how many reasons you have to live, you can't stop so many phone calls and text messages, and the psychological destruction of taking turns to fight.
Those people, who kept creating spiritual friction for Old Tang's son, finally exhausted the last trace of courage to let him live.
Therefore, Old Tang's son couldn't stand it, so he chose a path that he thought was the fastest way to get free. Since then, yin and yang have been separated.
Old Tang will never see that again, hugging his daughter-in-law and holding the baby, and swishing and calling his father's little bastard.
The person on the other end of the line was still chattering, muttering to pay back.
Old Tang sighed and hung up the phone. Then he reluctantly looked at his son's smiling face on the mobile phone screen and pressed the shutdown button.
That night, Don Sr. slept restlessly. He dreamed that his son's delicate face was twisted into a pimple, dragging his broken arm and thigh, and crying, "Daddy, I hurt." “
He also dreamed that his deceased wife was pale and bitterly blamed him for failing to take care of his son, grandson, and their family.
Old Tang could only hold back his tears in his dreams, scolding himself for being useless. He is sorry for his son, sorry for his deceased wife, and sorry for the ancestors of their Tang family.
As if only in this way he could be forgiven by all, and he would be able to alleviate his sins.
But what could be wrong with Old Tang? He's a old man buried in the loess with half of his body buried in the loess.
Could it be that he can still hang a dog chain around his son's neck to restrict his son, who has the capacity for civil conduct, and all the behaviors of adults are not successful?
Old Tang was aggrieved in his heart, like a little daughter-in-law who was angry.
For a few days, Old Tang never went out. Every day, he nestled in the room, smoking half a pack of cigarettes left over from his son's death, and drinking a small half-bottle of wine that his son hid under the bed.
When you're hungry, eat some leftovers from the fridge, and when you're thirsty, get down to the tap and drink two sips of tap water. It wasn't until the bank staff who handled his son's mortgage came to the door that Old Tang regained his spirits.
The staff expressed sympathy for Lao Tang, but the corresponding process still had to be handled. They liquidated the estate of Don Sr. and auctioned off the house.
In his sixties, Old Tang also became homeless. He took his only 10,000 dollars and rented a garage at a price of 3,000 a year.
After paying three years of rent at a time, Don simply cleaned up the garage. So he moved all the remaining items that belonged to his son's family.
Early the next morning, Lao Tang faced two toad-like swollen eye bubbles, and according to the platform prompted by those calls and text messages on his son's mobile phone, he went to the official customer service one by one to negotiate the repayment.
He thought about it, he had to pay it off little by little. He can't let his son Jiuquan bear the infamy of not paying back the money. We can't let the little grandson who has not yet grown up live in the strange eyes of others.
The negotiation process went smoothly, and each platform gave Lao Tang the maximum deadline, waiting for Lao Tang to fulfill his promise to repay the money.
So, Lao Tang, who should have been recuperating for a long time, went to the field with a blanket roll and some simple daily necessities.
He embarked on the days of getting up early and being greedy for darkness, going out early and returning late, and desperately making money and saving. Just like when he was young, Old Tang pulled his son alone in those difficult years.
It's just that in those years, in his difficult life, there was also the sweetness and hope of life brought by the candy of his son. And now, in his busy life, there is only endless darkness and heart-rending pain.
He kept all the time, desperately trying to make money, save money and pay it back. In more than two years, Lao Tang repaid more than 100,000 arrears. He counted on his fingers how many more years he would be able to help his son pay off the arrears.
However, the hemp rope is broken in a small way. The old Don, who had been tired for a long time, was seriously damaged by an oversight that caused the machinery of the factory to be seriously damaged. And Lao Tang himself was also disturbed by the high-speed machine, and a pair of legs were broken.
After two and a half years of desperate work, an accident was all in vain. The bitterness and sourness in Old Tang's heart were like the Yellow River bursting, violently impacting his entire body and mind.
Damaged machines are to be compensated, hundreds of thousands of machines, just maintenance costs of hundreds of thousands. Old Tang looked blank, looking at the miserable white wall of the hospital in a daze.
This miserable white wall is very similar to the miserable life of Old Tang. But he has to live! Only by living can there be hope in life!
Old Tang, who came back to his senses, made a phone call.
The next afternoon, a young woman appeared at the door of the ward. The person who came was Lao Tang's daughter-in-law.
"Dad," Old Tang's daughter-in-law wiped the sweat from her forehead. She calmed down and asked, "Are the stocks you said true?"
When he said this, the old Tang who asked was sour in his heart. The daughter-in-law's first sentence was not to ask about his injury, but to open her mouth to be stocks.
Old Tang has a habit of trading stocks, and he has never mentioned this to anyone. He was worried that his son and daughter-in-law would say that he was not doing his job, and he was still thinking of opportunism when he was old.
When his son died, the shares held by the elder Tang were firmly trapped. But recently, it has been a big white line, red, and gratifying.
He had planned to sell it after finishing the work and pay off the rest of his son's debts. He kept the rest of the money for his grandson.
Who would have thought that God played such a big joke on him, so that he couldn't even deal with his daily life. Therefore, Lao Tang can only use the sharp rise in stocks as a bait to fool his daughter-in-law into giving him a pension.
It's embarrassing to use words like bait and flickering. But people's hearts are uncontrollable, and Lao Tang believes that his daughter-in-law will not ignore his money privately. But he didn't dare to gamble on the good and evil of people's hearts with the long years.
Xu felt that he had said the wrong thing, and the old Tang daughter-in-law was a little embarrassed. She coughed lightly and asked about Old Tang's situation with concern.
Old Tang waved his hand so that she didn't have to care. It's just a pair of legs, he's so old, it doesn't matter if he has legs or not.
In front of his daughter-in-law, after selling his shares, Lao Tang paid off the remaining arrears of the platform and the cost of factory machine maintenance.
When the injury stabilized a little, Lao Tang asked his daughter-in-law to be discharged from the hospital.
Old Tang's daughter-in-law was not at ease and wanted him to observe for more time. Lao Tang didn't want to spend more unjust money, so he stubbornly let his daughter-in-law be discharged from the hospital. Because he wanted to go home.
The first thing he did after he went back, Lao Tang asked his daughter-in-law to take him to the real estate agency with him, and used the remaining money to make a down payment for his grandson for a house.
The grandson has grown a lot taller. A small face, like the well-behaved appearance of Old Tang's son when he was a child. Old Tang looked at it and couldn't help but cry. He missed his son again.
After the new house arrived, Old Tang went to the house every day to supervise the work. He wants to decorate this suite into his son's favorite style when he was alive, and there can be no mistakes in every corner.
In the first month after the house was renovated, Old Tang went to the hospital again. His legs were severely infected and he was already suffering from sepsis.
Old Tang's daughter-in-law couldn't help crying and complaining about Old Tang, she was the same age as an old child, and she didn't listen to persuasion at all. In the summer, I have to be the overseer of the Naraushzi.
In that dusty environment, how could Old Tang's wounds that had not yet fully healed not be infected?
Before Lao Tang fell into a coma, he told his daughter-in-law over and over again that there should be no surgery and that the money should be left to his grandson. This time, he didn't want to toss anymore.
Without his burden, his daughter-in-law can also find a good family and grow up with the only blood and blood to raise his son.
Old Tang's daughter-in-law didn't listen to Old Tang's nonsense, and she still firmly signed the operation notice. It's a pity that Old Tang couldn't get off the operating table.
During his lifetime, he paid off his son's debts and bought a house for his grandson. He also left his daughter-in-law with hope for a new life.
The children and grandchildren of their old Tang family can all straighten their waists and behave in an upright manner! Now, he can finally go to see his wife and son.
In this life, there are ups and downs. Who can live a smooth sailing and grow old in peace? Do you think that the hurdles in life that you can't get over will disappear after you die?
No, it can be passed on to the people you love the most, and the people who love you the most. Whether they are passively accepting or taking it on their own initiative. Even if they choose to ignore it, they will suffer endless psychological torture!
Therefore, people have to live, and only when they are alive can they have hope of standing up again! When the heart is tired, then look up at the sky. Even if the sky falls, there is still a tall top!
Besides, isn't life just a game of fighting monsters and upgrading? Regardless of his charm, demons, demons, and monsters! I'm afraid of him with a hammer! Just do it!
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