As soon as you enter, you can smell a big smell of mold.

A thin old man lying on the bed was Du Dashan.

He closed his eyes tightly, heard the movement, his eyes slowly opened, and his movements turned his head slowly.

Brother Du's hand was tighter.

He found this scene a bit scary.

"Weizi...Weizi..."

Under the faint candlelight, Old Man Du let the Buddha see the young Dewey.

He looked at Dewey.

Du Lang does look very similar to Dewey, just like Du Waner looks like Su, which makes people see at a glance.

Old Man Du supported the thatched bed with dry hands, and wanted to sit up, he was very anxious.

Dulang looked at it a little unbearable, frowned and walked forward a few steps, letting him lie down.

"I am Du Lang, and my father went to Jiangnan to do things for the emperor."

Duran said.

His voice was as cold as ever, so cold that Old Man Du suddenly returned to reality.

Yes, Wei Zi went to Jiangnan, and Luo mocked him yesterday.

"You want to see my father, do you have something to tell him? Tell me, I will convey it for you."

After a while, Dulang said again.

"No, no."

Old Man Du's eyes dimmed.

He had no face to face these three grandchildren, and he was ashamed.

"If not, then we'll leave."

Du Wan'er said.

"No, Wan'er, don't, sorry, Wan'er, Lang'er, Meng'er. Also, I'm sorry for your parents. I just want to say sorry to you, sorry..."

Old Man Du was anxious to hold on again, let alone, when he was anxious, he really sat up.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Maybe it was because of the movements that Old Man Du couldn't bear it and started coughing violently.

The three siblings watched, and no one went up to pat his back or helped him.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be reluctant to let the money go to the battlefield after Wei Zi becomes a child. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be able to treat their children well after Wei Zi goes to the battlefield for the whole family. I'm sorry, I shouldn't let them design and sell you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be making a big fuss in front of your grandma's grave, which makes your grandma uneasy. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Old Man Du said while beating his heart.

Du Wan'er pursed her lips, feeling a little touched in her heart, and she didn't know what it was.

If I had known today, why would I have been there?

In this world, is apology really useful?

The harm has been caused. No matter how much you say sorry, it will be useless. It can only make the apology feel more at ease, but what about the hurt people?

Especially because of his indulgence, the original owner sacrificed his life.

Du Lang stood there, looking at Old Man Du, without saying a word.

"Don't hit yourself."

Little brother Du suddenly shook his sister's hand, stepped forward, and timidly grabbed Old Man Du's hand.

"Meng'er, Meng'er..."

Old Man Du never thought that the siblings and siblings would still care about him, just as he didn't expect that the siblings and siblings would appear here just now.

His voice was a little hoarse, maybe it was because he had coughed a lot recently, or maybe it was because he didn't have long to live.

"Can you tell me one thing?"

Little brother Du looked at Old Man Du with big watery eyes, and said sincerely.

He looks like Su, and there are very few places like Dewey, so he is not like Du Lang, but he is somewhat similar to Du Waner.

Old Man Du looked at his eyes and felt guilty and did not dare to look directly at him.
Chapter completed!