Father's clothes

Father never lock things, except that a drawer.
He allowed people to see, we did not dare look. Everyone knows what is there and pretend to have hope that things can forget his father.
Until one day, his father a bad cough, the children ran into the bedroom, propped father sitting on the floor bathed in tears, only to see that piece of drawers and a neat shirt open.
Thirty years ago, my father often travel every time out the door, my mother ironed his shirt, then a piece of folded up into the suitcase. Mother folding clothes very carefully, not only along the suture clothes off, and each buttons are labeled.
"Do not be so careless, chaotic mess to get stuffed. Dirty aside, wearing put aside. When wearing, do not worry, slowly unbutton to each and gently shaken, wear, with freshly ironed Like a good "mother is always a side of his father packing, while nagging:." Do not let outsiders thought you were not at home wife "and muttering:." met a young lady, not too close, careful to get lipstick on your clothes . good wash, and make me angry. "
"You little winded a few good?" My father often laughed: ".! You're the most wonderful thing considerate, and most heart wife's you even folding clothes, there is a conspiracy."
"Yes! If you do not accidentally dirty, clean secretly, another woman let you off, I ah, I look to see that."
However, my mother always counted the days of his father on a business trip, loaded more than a shirt and said:. "! More than a spare not asking you to come back a day later."
That day, my father did not come back later. Rushed into the house, but too late. Father holding his mother cried all night, and sat staring day. Then got up, opened the suitcase, the mother is offering multi-fold that shirt into the drawer, slowly, word by word to say: "! Allowed to open, are not allowed to move."
Of course, except his own. Especially recently, the father often open the drawer and touched the dress. Trembling hands covered with spots, from a buttoned shirt collar, touch down, touch the folded place: "! Look, your mother is much more flat iron, much better off."
Once grandson hand grasping the past, the old man suddenly screaming, the child started crying. This thing, son even told his wife quarrel: "Dad, of course hurt grandchildren, but that dress is not the same, no one allowed to touch!"
However, today, my father actually was pointing to the drawer, looking at his son and nodded. Son carefully holding the clothes out on the bed, the buttons one by one untied.
Thirty years, the white shirt is yellow, especially in the fold following that period.
Son hesitated. Father suddenly blown out in one breath: "Open to wear!!" Opened the clothes, the son of his father hold up, sit up, propped up by his daughter, a sleeve, put to the elderly.
"! Etc." daughter's hand paused, looking down look carefully picks up a dark black hair: "Mother!"
Old man's eyes widened, issued a rare light, has actually raised Zihei hand and took the hair.
When the shirt buttoned, his son and whispered: "Dad has to go!"
Daughter of the old man's hands into the chest, then clasped hands is a Wuliu hair.