Chapter 292 You are not me, how can I know my pain
The sun is shining brightly, and the coolness of early spring has replaced the severe cold of winter. There are more and more fashionable and beautiful girls on the streets who "don't care about the temperature." The old-fashioned community located in the suburbs of Beijing has buildings built very early. It is originally a suburb and is not worth it. In recent years, housing prices
With the skyrocketing growth and the continuous expansion of urban areas, land in this location is already at a premium. Real estate developers generally avoid the redevelopment of old multi-story buildings because the cost is too high. New communities are being built around them, and these few buildings
The buildings that were trendy in the area ten years ago have been completely surrounded, turning it into an unsightly area nearby.
"That's Tuantuan, that's Mother Wang." Feng Jingsheng pointed to an old man and a young one in the distance. The old man was over seventy years old and had silver hair all over his head. He walked very slowly. The younger one was five or six years old and had a slight limp when walking.
The smile on his face is very bright.
"One is the son who finally managed to collect a large amount of money and snatched it back from the God of Death, and the other is the director of the orphanage who raised them since childhood and now helps raise their son. No wonder, no wonder." Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, his face
His expression was full of sorrow. Did Zhou Guozheng and his wife give up their lives just to protect these two closest people?
Zhou Guozheng’s wife did not give birth, but she gave birth and almost lost it. The child had congenital heart disease and congenital venous atrophy. However, her life was saved. She needed medicine and continuous treatment to ensure the child’s growth. One leg eventually atrophied.
Well, being a little lame is the best result driven by large sums of money. I have a bad fate. My son cannot stay with me, and I have become a handle for others to control me.
"Grandma, grandma, uncles and aunts, why haven't you come to see me yet? It's been a long time?" Tuantuan raised her lovely cheeks and asked her grandma, who depended on each other for life.
Mother Wang touched the child's head, caressing it gently, using her rough hands to bring warmth and confidence to the child: "Tuantuan, your uncles and aunts are all busy people with work, maybe something is wrong."
"Oh, Tuantuan missed them." Tuantuan dragged her feet, her face looking a little gloomy.
Mother Wang sighed secretly, what should I do with this miserable child in the future? Who will take care of him if she is gone? Guozheng said that if he and his wife don't call for more than ten days, then he can only ask him to take care of him.
It's a child.
Mother Wang didn't know how fate would change. She had some vague guesses, but they were just guesses. Poor child.
After hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes. It was no one's fault and it was not the child's fault. After thinking about it, there was not much he could do. Kuroki took his bank card to a nearby bank and withdrew 50,000 yuan.
Slowly walking up to Mother Wang and Tuan Tuan, Mother Wang looked at Cheng Xiaoyu cautiously, with a distanced and wary look in her eyes.
Cheng Xiaoyu placed the paper bag containing the money on the edge of the steps where Mrs. Wang and Tuantuan were sitting, turned around and left.
"Wait..." Mother Wang called out to Cheng Xiaoyu. Tears were already faintly flashing in the old man's eyes. In order to prevent the children around him from noticing that he was holding back, his voice trembled slightly: "Aren't you coming back?"
Cheng Xiaoyu turned his back to the old man and whispered softly: "I won't come back."
"Then this money..."
"The kids need money."
After saying that, Cheng Xiaoyu walked away quickly. Human conscience is troubled, and it is impossible to remain cold and indifferent when facing some kind of touching scene.
"Tuan Tuan, go over there and play with the children."
"I know, grandma, Tuantuan will definitely be very well-behaved." Tuantuan didn't know what was going on, and happily ran away with what he knew, and went to play with the friends in the community.
Mother Wang looked at the car driving away, her hands holding the money kept shaking, and two lines of tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, not only for the child who could not come back, but also for the miserable child Tuantuan. As for the blame, Zhou Guozheng
He had repented long ago, and no result would be enough to make up for the crime he committed.
"Brother Mu Mu, remind me to give my children some money every two years." Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the back seat of the car and closed his eyes.
Kuroki nodded and honked the horn twice. Feng Jingsheng on the side said: "I will come and take a look every once in a while."
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Just when Cheng Xiaoyu came to see Mrs. Wang and Tuantuan, in a time-honored teahouse in the capital, Pei Yuejin was holding tea and listening to the hard-working performance of crosstalk actors on the stage.
The audience in the teahouse will not pay attention to when someone comes or leaves. A dozen yuan can kill an entire afternoon, listen to a few cross talk, allegro, and watch a short play. It is so cost-effective.
Leisure activities are already hard to find.
Pei Yuejin was sitting on the second floor. It was a little quiet but no one was sitting on it. Su Kai saw two people coming up the stairs and stood up to give up his seat. As for the teacup and tea on the table, he never touched it.
The person in charge was in his fifties, with the air of an official, but also the scholarly spirit of a sour scholar. He was wearing a straight-laced Mao suit, walking a little swaying, and his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life. He had a Chinese-character face, big eyes and a high nose.
Thirty years ago, it was the template and standard for handsome men at that time.
Behind him is a man in his early thirties. He is introverted. This is undoubtedly the first impression you get from this man. His hair is neatly combed, and his clothes are monochromatic and not too colorful. The simpler the appearance of the man, the more likely he is.
Often the heart is extremely complicated.
The two people look very similar and almost no introduction is needed to know the blood relationship between the two.
The older one sat opposite Pei Yuejin, and the younger one also sat down with wandering eyes. There was no disrespect for his elders. There was no focus in his wandering eyes. It seemed that everything in front of him was too important to him.
None of them make much sense.
"Secretary Pei, I made you laugh." The older man sighed.
"Minister Mo, if it were me, I would do the same." Pei Yuejin picked up the teapot and poured a cup for each of them. The older one even cupped his hand to express his gratitude, while the younger one looked downstairs and picked up the teacup.
Drink on your own.
Mo Feng, Mo Tianyu.
"I'm here, I've drank the tea, and I'm leaving." Mo Tianyu stood up and seemed to have completely broken free from the exposure. I am ready to bear everything. You can take any action, I recognize them all.
Already.
The footsteps were very heavy. This person had a lot on his mind and would not change what he was accustomed to because of some extreme things.
Mo Feng smiled, picked up the teacup, and drank slowly. He put the teacup down. Pei Yuejin didn't pour it for him anymore, and he had no intention of drinking it.
"My son is very good." This is not what he meant. In the past, it was supposed to be the in-laws sitting together. Why?
"Because he is your son." Pei Yuejin turned his head downstairs and said lightly, losing interest in continuing to communicate with this young man. He was an unfit father. No wonder his son became like that.
Mo Feng stood up with a bitter smile on his lips: "Pei Yuejin is indeed Pei Yuejin!"
Turn around and leave a sentence: "Why bother!"
"You are not me, how can you know my pain." Pei Yuejin put down the tea cup heavily. At this time, he was still talking about conditions. This Mo Feng has wasted resources for so many years. This deputy minister has reached his limit.
"Hmph!" Mo Feng strode away. If he could not make peace, he could only touch him to see if he would die or be expelled.
Pei Yuejin shook his head and continued what he had been doing for half a day.
After Mo Feng left the teahouse, Su Kai sat back in his seat and listened from beginning to end. Although he had countless doubts in his heart, he would not ask. This was his duty and he would rot everything he heard in his heart.
The belly is the first lesson that must be learned when training.
"If you have any questions, just ask." Pei Yuejin poured a cup of tea for Su Kai, which flattered Su Kai. Secretary Pei always looked confident. Why did he want to ask questions himself this time? He didn't dare to be 100% confident.
Are you sure?
"Secretary Pei, there is actually no legally defensible evidence against Mo Tianyu. So what if he knows? Doesn't he admit that there is a discussion of life and death?" Su Kai only gave himself a chance to ask one question.
It's already a violation, so let's clear up your doubts.
Pei Yuejin smiled, pointed to the two cups on the table, stretched out his hand and put the two cups together. They were the same. They were of the same style, so they were the same.
Pei Yuejin slowly knocked one against the other, and the force continued to increase. After a few times, he stopped and stood up: "Let's go, we need to do something. A person with the title of Provincial Party Committee Secretary wants me to be intimidated."
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Su Kai nodded thoughtfully, followed Pei Yuejin out of the teahouse, got in the car, sat in the passenger seat, looked out the window at the busy streets, Su Kai secretly thought, Secretary Pei has such a strong self-confidence.
Answer 1: Father and son cannot be completely separated. If Mo Tianyu is crushed, Mo Feng will be crushed as well. Mo Feng came with his son but maintained his final strength, which proves that he is not a qualified father.
, he values himself more than his son. Pei Yuejin has grasped this point. After having something to do, Mo Feng will choose to give up sooner or later, otherwise it will be a situation where both jade and stone will be destroyed. There is no need for a reason, not to mention that there are still
A reason.
The second answer is that when the two are fighting, the other side thinks that he can die together. In Pei Yuejin's case, the other side is not worthy of dying with him at all, because the two sides care about different things. Pei Yuejin is as a father, Mo Feng is as a minister, it's that simple.
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Cheng Xiaoyu returned to the hotel and saw a man and a woman at the door of the room. One of them he knew, but the other made him feel very uncomfortable.
Feng Jingsheng stood still after seeing the two of them: "I'm next door and I'll come find you soon."
The best man with glasses, who perfectly integrates glasses with men, has outstanding temperament and handsome facial features. It was Li Yuhang who made Cheng Xiaoyu, Liu Jun, Qi Yu and others suffer in the club. Next to him, there is a straight black man.
The woman with hair is pretty, but you can’t see a trace of human emotion in her eyes, she looks like a cold machine. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at Qidian ()
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