Ren Yi took three days off and planned to relax.

When he got home, he took off his fire brigade's clothes, changed into a T-shirt and denim, drove to the supermarket, and bought a bunch of his father's favorite food and daily necessities.

The road back was a little congested, and he made a phone call while moving forward.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and a lazy voice came from the opposite side: "Hey."

Ren Yi smiled and said, "Drink too much again?"

"Ah...when is it..." There was a pause, "How could I call someone so early in the morning?" The tone was a little coquettish.

“It’s almost ten o’clock and it’s early in the morning.”

"Do you think I'm you, and I'm going to train at six o'clock every day." The mattress was rustling on the phone, "Why did you call me suddenly and miss me?"

"Well, I miss you, are you in Apocalypse?"

"A coincidence, I just got back from finishing the filming."

Ren Yi smiled and said, "How about you treating you to drink tomorrow?"

The other party laughed softly and said in a harmonious and ambiguous manner: "Bring wine to my house."

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When he got home, Ren Yi parked the car and walked home with two large plastic bags.

From a distance, he saw his father walking towards him with a crutch. Every time he took, his whole body shook, but he still struggled to take the biggest step. He was frightened to see.

The nanny was anxiously trying to stop him, but she couldn't stop him at all.

Ren Yi quickly ran over: "What's going on?"

"Your father said he heard the police sensitive bell, please stop him."

Ren Yi handed the bag to Aunt Wang: "Dad, what are you doing!"

Ren Xiangrong looked straight ahead with his eyes, and the people around him seemed to have no existence. He shouted: "It's a sensitive alarm, it's a sensitive alarm." His voice trembled and he was very excited.

Although the fire brigade is opposite their community, at this distance, even when it is late at night, you may not be able to hear the sensitive ringtone of the police.

Ren Yi hugged Ren Xiangrong's shoulder tightly: "Dad, you are not leading the team today, and you are not leading the team today!"

"I'm going to send a sensitive policeman, I'm going to send a sensitive policeman!" Ren Xiangrong hit Ren Yi hard, and before he could knock it away, he waved his crutch angrily.

The head of the crutch was impartially pressed against Ren Yi's instep.

Ren Yi screamed in pain, and forced himself to stop and dragged his dad back: "Dad, you are really not leading the team today, the deputy team leads the team. Let's go home, go home, okay?"

Neighbors in the community stopped and looked at each other.

Aunt Wang sighed a lot.

Finally, Ren Yi endured the pain in his feet and carried his father home.

His house is an old-fashioned building with no elevator. Fortunately, it is only on the third floor, but Ren Yi is still tired and sweating.

In fact, their family has a house, not far away, and the environment is much better. As early as when his mother was still there, the family of three had moved in. He moved back here to take care of his father nearby.

Ren Xiangrong sat in the chair, no longer as stubborn as before, and began to look out the window quietly in a daze, as if nothing had happened, but he was still muttering vague words.

Ren Yi jumped to the sofa with one leg and did not have time to check his insteps. Instead, he collapsed on the sofa with exhaustion and gasped.

Aunt Wang came over with iodine, helped him take off his shoes and socks, looked at his swollen instep, and sighed: "Auntie, I'll help you with some medicine."

Ren Yi said in a muffled voice: "Thank you."

After taking the medicine, Aunt Wang opened her mouth and said with some difficulty: "Captain Ren, your father's condition is getting worse and worse. He used to have more time to wake up, but now... he is getting less and less time to wake up."

Ren Yi nodded: "I know."

His father has made meritorious work and has retired from the sensitive family due to injury. His pension and medical insurance are very high, so he can't spend too much on medical treatment, but some diseases are just because the money is powerless.

"Last night... when Xiaowen was taking him a shower, he pushed Xiaowen a little."

Ren Yi was stunned: "Is Xiaowen okay? Auntie, I'm so sorry, my dad..."

Aunt Wang patted his knee comfortably: "Nothing big deal."

Xiaowen is Aunt Wang's son, and the mother and son take turns day and night to take care of his father.

Ren Yi grabbed his hair and felt suffocatingly uncomfortable. He couldn't help but look at Ren Xiangrong, his hunched body, his gray hair, and his hands that were still trembling slightly on his knees. He had seen this man standing tall and upright, but now he was only endless loss and bitterness.

"Captain Ren, you are so busy with work and have few leaves. You are the only one at home. Have you ever considered... you have considered a nursing home where there are professional nursing staff and doctors."

Ren Yi shook his head firmly: "I won't send my dad to a nursing home, and he doesn't want to go there."

Aunt Wang said in embarrassment: "There is something I want to tell you a long time ago, but I haven't found a chance. My wife is about to retire. After retirement, we plan to go back to our hometown, this place, and we can't afford a house for the rest of our lives."

Ren Yi was silent. After changing so many nannies, Aunt Wang and his son are the most reliable so far. Although their salary is 10,000 yuan per month, he would rather spend more money as long as he could take good care of his father.

Aunt Wang said, "Sorry, Captain Ren, you are all good people and are very good to us. In fact, we are not at ease with your father, but there is nothing we can do. There are still a few months left. You can think about it and find new people."

Ren Yi said helplessly: "Okay, thank you."

At noon, Ren Yi personally cooked a few dishes that his father liked, but his father refused to eat them. In the afternoon, he suddenly called him hungry again. He heated the dishes again and ate another meal with his father.

He often advised himself not to be sad, but to be grateful. After all, sometimes, he can still have a normal father.

-----

When he woke up the next day, Ren Xiangrong recovered from his sank, and even watered the flowers with a cane and sang a small song in his mouth.

Ren Yi was much more relieved and suggested: "Old Ren, it's rare that I'm on vacation. I want to do a big cleaning with Aunt Wang later. Are you here to command? We will fight wherever you point."

Ren Xiangrong snorted lightly: "Let me command this? It's so insane. You guys can do it yourself, oh, be careful of my trophy medals and other things."

"Don't worry, who dares to move around your treasures?"

After Aunt Wang came, the two started working.

Ren Yi's feet were still swollen, but nothing serious was wrong, so he limped around the floor, wiped the window, and threw things.

After working hard all morning, the house became much cleaner. Finally, Ren Yi took a brand new, white rag, wrung out the water, and wiped Ren Xiangrong's "wall of honor".

The wall of honor is placed on the TV cabinet, with certificates, trophies, medals, pennants, recording the thirty years of Rong's sensitive horse of this old firefighter. Behind each award, there may be a thrilling story.

While wiping, Ren Xian recalled to Ren Xiangrong: "This is the time you achieved the third-class merit and defend the two sensitive ones, right?"

"Well, the third-class collective merit." Ren Xiangrong walked over with crutches.

"This pennant was given to the twins you saved from their homes."

"Yes, the banners I collected are so full of a box that they can put them out, which is very meaningful."

Ren Yi smiled: "I know that I can almost memorize the stories behind everything here." He stroked the symbols of honor, and was full of admiration for his father in his heart, just like the young man.

He has admired his father as a hero firefighter since he was a child, so despite his mother's opposition, he still followed his father's footsteps without hesitation and has come to this day. No matter how hard, tiring, or dangerous the job is, he has never regretted it.

"This is your second-class merit." Ren Yi picked up the medal, "The chemical factory had a harmonious explosion accident."

Ren Xiangrong nodded: "Eighteen years have passed. That is the closest thing I have ever been to the God of Death in my life. It was a major accident that caused a sensation across the country."

Ren Yi clearly remembered this story, remembering how Ren Xiangrong took a Zhan Harmonyman and two employees to survive under the ruins for eight days under the ruins while buried in the landslide. He was only eleven or two years old that year. He accompanied his mother on the scene for the eight days, and truly realized what it means to live like a year.

"More than a hundred people died." Ren Xiangrong's expression was a little sad, and he must have thought of Zhan's sensitive friend who had sacrificed.

Ren Yi carefully wiped the medal clean: "You are in danger of disaster, and you will have good fortune."

Ren Xiangrong laughed mockingly: "If I were blessed, I wouldn't have become like this."

Ren Yi said seriously: "Don't say that, Lao Ren, it's already a blessing to be able to retire safely."

Ren Xiangrong sighed: "Sometimes I can't think too much. I snatched so many lives from King Yama. He always had to punish me, but he didn't know when he would accept me."

Ren Yi sneered: "Don't put gild on your face. People are so busy every day, so I have time to take care of you." He put the clean medal back in place, "By the way, I seem to have some impression, is there something wrong with the boss of the group belonging to this chemical factory in a few months?"

"Yes, and it was also the policeman I sent, at that time..."

"Captain Ren." Aunt Wang's voice came from the room, "Help me move the cabinet."

"Here you come."

----

After the cleaning, Ren Yi took a shower happily, dressed up his hair in front of the mirror, changed into a set of clothes, took two bottles of red wine from home, and went out before the evening rush hour.

He drove to a community in Guomao, entered the password of the unit building with a familiarity, and took the elevator to the top floor.

When he walked out of the elevator, he knocked on a door. A handsome and fair young man leaned against the door frame and looked at him with a smile: "Did you bring wine? You are not allowed to enter the door without wine."

Ren Yi carried the bag in his hand and gently pulled the corner of his mouth: "I brought the wine, and I brought the people."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the next moment, he was pulled into the door.

----

When Ren Yi woke up, it was just dawn.

Although he was crazy late last night, his biological clock would wake him up at around six o'clock. When he was in the squadron, they ran at this time every morning.

He wanted to sleep for a while, but he couldn't even get up, so he got up and washed up, then went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

When he came out with breakfast, someone was already consciously sitting at the dining table waiting.
To be continued...