AWB Chapter 276 You Are Prettier Than My Dad
Chapter 276 You Are Prettier Than My Dad
The train started slowly. Tan Ming leaned out of the window, waved goodbye to the crowd on the platform, and watched them slowly disappear into the blue sky.
He sat down, put away the big red flower on his chest and put it carefully into his backpack.
The Dzi bracelet on my wrist touched the buckle of the backpack, making a clinking sound.
This was yesterday. An old Tibetan woman walked a long way to the base and put it on his wrist personally.
In the following two years, he gave up the two-month long vacation of last year and traveled to every corner of the area under his jurisdiction, helping Tibetans solve many remaining problems, big or small.
So before leaving, many Tibetans walked dozens of miles just to say goodbye to him.
Tan Ming stroked the Dzi beads and closed his eyes to rest.
He was absolutely certain in his heart that these three years were a rebirth of his soul.
Under that different sky, breathing the different air, he discovered that the world was incredibly vast.
All the love, hate, and vengeance from our youth seem so insignificant in this world.
He had various feelings every day, which he would record on letter paper and send to Beijing after accumulating enough in a week.
In the last letter he sent yesterday, he wrote down his summary and insights of the past three years.
"......Huihui, this is my second rebirth. The first time was when I met you, and you made me see the dazzling sunshine in the gray sky."
"This time, I understand that when people come to this world, they should explore their own mission in life. Let themselves step out of the narrow world in their hearts, see the world, see all living things, and see themselves."
"I saw my own insignificance, understood my own weaknesses and past mistakes, and knew what path to take in the future..."
The most difficult thing in life is to see oneself.
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There were not many people in the sleeper car. On Tan Ming's side, there was only a man in his sixties.
Seeing Tan Ming's big red flower, the uncle seemed to understand: "Young man, are you a cadre helping Tibet?"
"Yes, uncle, my three-year aid to Tibet has ended. I will go to Sa City to gather and then return to Beijing City together."
When he heard that he was from Beijing, the uncle became more enthusiastic.
The two of them got along better and better as they talked, and before they knew it, the conversation got deeper.
The uncle was a recent retiree from Beijing. His wife passed away last month. He took his wife's ashes and visited the place where they had worked together.
"That's where we met. She was only in her twenties at the time. She has been with me all along, through thick and thin, and has worked hard all her life."
"I always told her that I would bring her back to visit after I retired. Who could have thought that she would become seriously ill before I even retired? Now..."
A very strong and resolute person actually covered his face and cried uncontrollably.
Tan Ming didn't know how to comfort her, so he just talked about his sad story and his mental journey over the past two years.
Many times, people seem to be more likely to open up and talk about their sad stories with strangers.
Maybe they just treat each other as a tree hole, chatting for an evening when they meet by chance, and then have no more contact after passing by, and neither of them has any burden.
The uncle listened to him quietly, and finally patted Tan Ming on the shoulder and said:
"Young man, remember, cherish the one in front of you. It's not easy to find someone who is harmonious with you and can live a good life with you through thick and thin."
Tan Ming nodded seriously.
The two of them turned to talking about the Tibet aid work. The uncle was obviously also an insider and very knowledgeable. The more they talked, the more they understood each other and their views on many things were particularly consistent.
The uncle admired Tan Ming very much.
"Xiao Tan, if you fail in love, then you can succeed in your career. We must have one of them. You work hard, and you have a bright future."
The next morning, the two got off the bus in Sa City and shook hands reluctantly.
Tan Ming watched the uncle walking away and suddenly felt his eyes getting hot.
In this world, who has a smooth life?
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A welcoming crowd has gathered in the square in front of the Beijing Municipal Government.
Mu Mingzhen, holding flowers in her hands, squeezed into the crowd with Tan Shuyuan. She couldn't help crying when she saw her son, whom she hadn't seen for two years, getting off the bus.
"Son, you're darker now, but you seem to be a little fatter than the last time you came back."
Tan Ming wiped his mother's tears and coaxed her softly, "I'm fine. I can eat and sleep well. I've gained ten pounds compared to two years ago."
Mu Mingzhen turned her head and looked at the young aid-to-Tibetan aid worker, his wife and young son hugging each other, and couldn't help feeling sad again.
Alas, this old bachelor of mine is already in his thirties...
Next was the welcoming meeting held by the municipal government. Tan Ming, as a representative of the cadres aiding Tibet, also accepted an exclusive interview with the TV station.
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In the evening, the Tan family's family dinner started in the military academy with great enthusiasm.
Tan Wen was very familiar. He sat on Tan Ming's lap and kept praising him.
"Uncle, you look just like my dad. But you're more handsome, better looking than my dad."
Tan Ming looked at Tan Mu who was looking at him with a sidelong glance and couldn't help laughing: "Then tell me how your uncle is better looking than your father?"
"You are darker than dad. Dad said that men look better when they are dark. Look at my dad, he is so white, but he is not as good-looking as you."
Mu Mingzhen and Wen Xin next to them were laughing so hard that they were bent over. Wen Xin pulled Tan Mu and laughed so hard that they couldn't speak clearly.
"Tanmu, look at this, you are shooting yourself in the foot."
Tan Mu looked at Tan Wen helplessly with a sidelong glance. It was obvious that this kid felt very proud of himself for causing such a big sensation again.
Men look better in black. This is what Tan Mu said to comfort Tan Wen.
Tan Wen is full of energy and has strong athletic ability. He runs around outdoors all day and gets a darker tan than other children.
One time he had an argument with another kid, and the other kid couldn't win the argument, so he said that he was black, like a black coal ball, which made Xiao Tanwen very depressed.
After returning home and observing carefully, he found that he was the darkest in the family, while everyone else was white.
Suddenly, he was filled with indignation, and his young heart suffered a thousand critical blows.
The whole family tried to comfort him over and over, but to no avail. Finally, it was Tan Mu's words that resolved his knot.
"Tan Xiaowen, men look good in black. You are the manliest and best looking one in our family."
Little Tan Xiaowen looked up at his father's fair face and said doubtfully: "But you are not dark at all."
"Yeah, so daddy isn't as good-looking as you."
The next day, Tan Wen used this sentence to seek revenge on the kid, saying that the kid was not a manly person.
The child cried and went to his mother to complain, and Tan Wen's voice was as loud as a bell behind him:
"See, I told you that you are not a manly person. You cry and complain all the time. You are really not a manly person."
The crying in front became louder.
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"Tan Xiaowen, Daddy is sad and angry. I decided to eat all the Maltesers that uncle bought for you, leaving none for you."
Tan Mu protested against Tan Wen.
Tan Wen screamed, and Mu Mingzhen reached out and hit Tan Mu's back again.
"I'm already thirty years old..."
Tan Wen quickly ran to Mu Mingzhen and grabbed her hand: "Grandma, don't hit Dad. Dad is very pitiful. Mom also hits him."
Wen Xin was drinking soup when he choked and coughed: "Tan Xiaowen, stop talking nonsense. When did I beat him?"
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