"You, what did you say?" Zou Shigang suddenly trembled, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground. His face was full of pain. He picked up the medicine bottle from the coffee table and poured out a few blood pressure-lowering pills.
, but his trembling hands dropped all the pills on the ground.
"Old Zou, what's wrong with you?" Fang Xiaojing asked, looking at him who was in grief. Of course she was asking questions knowingly. Ten minutes ago, she had already obtained the information about Zou Hong and Zou Kai's bombing from the ICV members she colluded with.
After hearing the news of her death, she almost couldn't help but thanked the person on the other end of the phone. She finally waited until today, and all the eyesores disappeared. She cleared the way for her youngest son. From now on, Zou Changming will
He is the only heir of the Zou family.
She remembered that not long ago, Zou Kai, who had just returned, asked her if she was plotting against Zou Hong, and said arrogantly: "Fang Xiaojing, please stop focusing on Zou Hong and me. Take good care of her."
Take care of your second son, one has already been broken, but you must watch this one carefully. If something goes wrong with this one again, at your current age, do you still expect to be able to add another young master to the Zou family?"
Fang Xiaojing was so angry at the arrogant Zou Kai that she could not speak. Now, he was walking in front of his half-buried old man. She thought proudly: "Zou Hong, Zou Kai, I am the first person to enter the Zou family."
Since the beginning of time, you two brothers and sisters have never given me a good look. Now, I, whom you all look down on, easily send you to hell with the help of others."
Fang Xiaojing did not dare to be too happy. She virtuously brought a glass of water to Zou Shigang and asked, "What happened?"
Zou Shigang held her hand and tried his best to restrain his grief, but he couldn't help but burst into tears. He looked at her with tearful eyes and said: "They are dead. Xiaohong and Kai'er were both killed. There is someone whose origin is unknown.
The woman had a bomb on her body. She was definitely targeting my children. She caused my children not even to have their bodies intact! Xiaojing, I actually lost another pair of children! Why did God want to kill me?
Take the children away one by one?"
Fang Xiaojing patted his back and said, "How could this happen? How could anyone attack them for no reason? Lao Zou, Lao Zou, what are you doing?"
Zou Shigang leaned on a cane and tremblingly opened the cabinet, dug out an old photo album, and found a family photo from many years ago. At that time, the woman standing next to him was his first wife Zhao Mei. He pointed to the person in the photo.
The woman cried: "Are you right? You resent me and don't want to see the children by my side, so you have to take them away! Why are you so cruel? It's not enough to have our daughter Lanlan with you."
Really? You want to take those two children away from this world too! Why? Why do you want me, the white-haired person, to give away the black-haired person?"
He knelt on the ground holding the photo album and shouted sadly: "God, I, Zou Shigang, am a sinner. You can punish me however you want, but why do you keep my life but refuse to let go of my child?"
"Old Zou, calm down. We still have Chang Ming. He is our hope." Fang Xiaojing helped Zou Shigang, who was in tears, to the sofa.
Zou Shigang quickly said: "Yes, yes, I still have Chang Ming. Where is he now?"
"He's in class. There's still more than an hour until school ends."
"You pick him up after school, and you pick him up in person. I am only a son, and I must protect him. Tomorrow, you arrange a few bodyguards to escort our son to school every day, so that no one has a chance to harm him.
Does he know?" Zou Shigang was a little nervous.
Fang Xiaojing quickly comforted her: "I know, I know. Old Zou, can you go back and rest for a while?"
"No, no, I have to see Xiaohong and Kai'er. I have to see them one last time." Zou Shigang was experiencing the great pain of losing his children, and his expression was a little dazed for a moment.
Fang Xiaojing patiently persuaded: "There is an explosion there now. It must be a mess. Maybe there are people with ulterior motives lurking there, preparing to deal with our Zou family. How about we go tomorrow? Let's bring bodyguards with us tomorrow.
Sheng Kuang is waiting for us there."
"Okay, okay. Yes, you can't go there rashly now, and you can't be the prey that comes to your door. Xiaojing, let a few bodyguards guard the villa tonight. Be careful, the door must be locked at night. Don't do it.
Forget it." Zou Shigang warned in a trembling voice.
"I know, I know, don't worry."
Zou Shigang, who was already a little exhausted, returned to his room with Fang Xiaojing's support. He hugged the photo album tightly and refused to let go. He called out the names of his dead children, his eyes unfocused, and tears fell from his wrinkled face.
Fang Xiaojing helplessly covered him with a quilt, comforted him for a few words and then left the room.
Zou Shigang huddled in bed alone and cried, his chest becoming more and more depressed. He suddenly sat up with excitement, hurriedly put on his slippers, put on his coat, and staggered into his yard.
His first wife, Zhao Mei, passed away early and never lived on the planet Hronke. However, with her three children's persistent longing and attachment to her, her shadow seems to be everywhere in this place.
In the villa in Huainan District where they lived years ago, there are photos of Zhao Mei everywhere. The home in front of them was designed and built by Zou Shigang's eldest daughter, Zou Lan, and everything they had lived with them on the Chuanning planet
The houses are very similar. The only difference is that the home where Zou Lan lived as a child once had a spacious swimming pool in the backyard, but now the backyard is a carefully tended land full of flowers and plants.
Ever since Zou Lan buried Zhao Mei's urn in this land, Zou Shi had been panicking as soon as he got close to it. He seemed to still be able to recall Zhao Mei's resentful eyes and her hurried look when she was about to die. But now
Zou Shigang, who was extremely grieved at the time, could no longer care about his fear. He picked up a hoe and turned over the soil, muttering: "Why did you take my child away? Why did you take my child away?"
After an unknown amount of time, his eyes were blurred by sweat. He squatted down holding his sore knees, and then collapsed in the garden, not caring that the soil soiled his clothes.
Zou Shigang remembered one day many years ago, an evening for which he could no longer remember all the details. That day, Zou Shigang was teaching several children to learn to swim in the swimming pool. Zhao Mei suddenly came over and asked with red eyes: "Zou Shigang! You
Tell me, what is your relationship with that Fang Xiaojing?"
Zou Shigang was a little panicked, but he still said stubbornly: "What does it have to do with it? She is one of my secretaries! I only have work-related communication with her..."
"Can communication at work produce a child?" Zhao Mei threw the photo in her hand at him.
Several photos fell lightly into the water. Zou Kai, who had just learned breaststroke not long ago, happily swam over, held up the photos and shouted: "Dad, I picked it up!"
The older Zou Lan was not as ignorant as her younger siblings. She probably guessed what happened at home. She took a look at the photo and saw that her father, Zou Shigang, was affectionately hugging a young woman and holding a girl about two or three years old.
boy.
Zou Shigang will always remember the way his eldest daughter looked at him at that moment, mixed with anger and disappointment.
