"Huh?" Lu Hui looked at Fang Zheng in shock. Cause and effect are rewarded and cannot be whitened. So this monk came to their house for a purpose?
Fang Zheng smiled, looked at Lu Zheng's room and said: "The poor monk was downstairs and saw a pair of eyes full of longing, but deep in those eyes was despair. Donor, can you tell the poor monk the owner of these eyes?"
What?"
Lu Hui was stunned again, and then fell into silence.
Fang Zheng didn't rush him and just waited quietly.
For a long time, Lu Hui didn't speak. At this time, Su Yun brought all the dishes and smiled a little sheepishly: "Master, you eat first, I will go and deliver food to the children."
After saying that, Su Yun walked into Lu Zheng's room with a bowl filled with rice and vegetables.
Fang Zheng looked over and saw that the room was completely dark. The curtains were not opened and the rest could not be seen because the door was closed.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded in Fang Zheng's ears: "The person inside is my son Lu Zheng, we call him Xiao Zheng. This child has liked playing basketball since he was a child, but unfortunately... there was a car accident before, and his legs were hit.
, and then he couldn't stand up. The doctor said that there was still hope of standing up, but it was very slim. He was very depressed and locked himself in his room every day without seeing anyone.
From that day on, he almost never got angry or laughed. He seemed to have lost his soul and couldn't think. He didn't care about anything and didn't care about anything, as if he was isolated from the world.
of.
I bought him a wheelchair. He only uses it to go to the toilet occasionally. He doesn't use it at all. He just lies on the bed and stares at the ceiling in a daze. In the past few days, those children have begun to come to the basketball court to play. At this time, Xiao Zheng will go to the window to watch.
Look... But every time those children leave, Xiao Zheng will fall into a deeper silence. What a person owns may not be cherished, but when he loses it, he will understand the preciousness of it! Xiao Zheng originally also had a pair of intact
My legs can run, jump, and I can play basketball well... Now... Now when I see other people playing basketball, I'm afraid that they will get emotional and feel uncomfortable, so I drove those children away.
However, Xiaozheng seems to be even more depressed... To be honest, I can't help it. I don't know what else I can do for him."
Lu Hui's voice became hoarse when he said this. As a father, seeing his son getting depressed day by day and making life worse than death, the pain he felt was no less than that of Lu Zheng. As a father, no matter how great the pain, he could only
He endured it because he understood that his arms were the pillars supporting the child's last piece of sky. Once he fell, the child would really be hopeless.
"Hey, what are you talking about..." Lu Hui complained bitterly, picked up the wine glass, poured a large glass, then shook his hand and said with a bitter smile: "Sorry."
"Donor, this poor monk should stop drinking. You are not a monk, so just do whatever you want." Fang Zheng understood what Lu Hui meant.
Lu Hui nodded and drank the wine in one gulp. His breath became better, but his eyes became even redder.
Fang Zheng looked at Lu Zheng's room and said: "The authorities are confused by the onlookers. In the eyes of the poor monk, Xiao Zheng's benefactor is not really depressed. On the contrary, there is still a fire burning in his heart, and he has not completely given up on himself. Otherwise, he will
I won’t go to watch football games, but will completely lie in bed and become a living dead.”
"Huh?!" Lu Hui raised his head in shock and looked at Fang Zheng, his eyes shining with hope. He was not a fool. When Fang Zheng said this, he understood! Indeed, if he was really completely desperate, why would he still go?
Watching a football match?
Thinking of this, Lu Hui said with a bit of sobs: "Please ask the mage to give me some advice."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "This is not a disease of the legs, but a disease of the heart. The poor monk has a solution, but it requires your cooperation."
"Cooperate? How to cooperate?" Lu Hui was stunned.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and whispered a few words into Lu Hui's ear.
Lu Hui said: "This...will they agree?"
"It's up to you. A poor monk can only help so much." Fang Zheng said.
After Lu Hui thought about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Let's do it!"
After lunch, Fang Zheng didn't see Lu Zheng, but that didn't matter anymore. He said goodbye to Su Yun and Lu Hui, left the tobacco factory community, and headed towards Wang Kun's house.
To Fangzheng's surprise, he heard a commotion in Wang Kun's house as soon as he arrived at the door. The door was not closed. When he opened it, he saw that Chen Wei, Wang Kun, and a bunch of guys playing basketball were all there! They were drinking beer in the house.
, singing, howling... they are simply a group of lunatics!
Lone Wolf looked up at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, these guys are crazy."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "It is indeed crazy."
Lone Wolf asked, "Then do you still want to deal with them?"
"Of course!" Fang Zheng nodded.
"Master, you're back! Sit down quickly!" Wang Kun waved his arms happily when he saw Fang Zheng, holding a bottle of beer in his other hand. He looked very excited.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "You guys can continue playing, I'll go out for a walk."
After saying that, Fang Zheng took Lone Wolf out. Wang Kun thought about it and followed him out immediately.
"Master, don't you like the excitement? How about I let everyone disperse?" Wang Kun was really grateful to Fang Zheng. Yesterday's words may not change other people's views on him. However, it changed his view of the world.
Perspective! Sticking to what you think is right means that your trip is worthwhile and your life has not been in vain. He likes this feeling! Therefore, Wang Kun regards Fangzheng as the best place to make friends.
After Fang Zheng thought for a while, he said, "Wang Kun, I want to tell you something."
"What's the matter?" Wang Kun asked immediately, and then he patted his chest and said, "Master, why are you being polite to me? If you want anything, just say it."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "That's it..."
Fang Zheng told Wang Kun about Lu Zheng's situation. Wang Kun was stunned and said: "The one who had a car accident some time ago was the uncle's son? No wonder he drove us away."
"That's probably what happened. The poor monk wants to help Lu Zheng. But he needs your help." Fang Zheng said.
"No problem, Master, tell me what we should do!" Wang Kun agreed immediately.
"Oh? You agreed without even thinking about it?" Fang Zheng looked at Wang Kun in surprise.
Wang Kun rolled his eyes and said, "I just like playing basketball, and I'm not a heartless villain. Why don't you agree to a good thing that can help others?"
Fang Zheng smiled. This was not the first time he heard such words. When he was in school, there were a few classmates like Fang Zheng who did not study well and were regarded as poor students. That was it. They were just poor students, but there were really people who needed it.
When helping, they were the most enthusiastic ones. Some people even joked at the time: "The status of a class in the school depends on the strength of the teachers and principals in the front row, but among the students, it still depends on the strength of the last row!"