"Let go! Don't wipe your snot and tears on me! I am your senior brother, not a rag!" The squirrel desperately took out the tiger paw, climbed onto Fang Zheng's shoulder, and looked at Hong Boy angrily.
Hong Hai'er said seriously: "Learned it from Master."
"You two bad guys!" Squirrel said angrily.
After a commotion for a while, two people and one squirrel sat in a row on the curb from left to right according to their size.
"Master, that old lady is so pitiful." Squirrel said.
Honghai'er said: "How can there be such a person in the world? His mother misses him so much, but he doesn't come back to see him. He still causes trouble outside and asks such an old mother to sell the house to help him pay off his debts! It's really unreasonable! Don't
Let me see him, otherwise I will beat him up and make him unable to take care of himself!"
Fang Zheng sighed and made no comment. Although his son's behavior made Fang Zheng feel uncomfortable, Fang Zheng also understood that when people live in this world, sometimes they are not free, and shackles in all aspects leave people with no choice...
"Master, do you think the old lady will sell the house and transfer the money to her son? What will she do if she loses the house?" Squirrel asked.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. Fang Zheng knew that as a mother, let alone selling the house... she would be willing to sell her life as long as her child asked!
Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Let's go and have a look."
Red Boy nodded, turned invisible, opened the door, and entered the house.
The old man was still sitting on the shabby sofa. The front of his face was scratched. On the coffee table with a torn corner, there was still a mobile phone and a piece of paper with a bank card number written on it.
The old man was sitting there, seemingly asleep, with his eyes closed and his breathing very calm. Even if he was asleep, he was unwilling to take a step away from his mobile phone.
"Why doesn't she go to bed to sleep?" Hong Hai'er asked Fang Zheng in a low voice.
Fang Zheng said: "She still has a fantasy in her heart that her son might call her at the next moment."
"Huh? Where's the net width?" Fangzheng was stunned, and the squirrel on his shoulder was gone.
At this moment, a shadow ran out of the back room, waving its paws excitedly and jumping around, as if it had discovered something!
Fang Zheng looked at the sleeping old man and gave the squirrel a stern look, telling him not to run around.
The squirrel kept waving its paws, as if it was anxious, and pointed at the back room, as if it had discovered something extraordinary.
Fang Zheng had no choice but to walk over with Hong Hai'er. The door to the back room had long been broken, so he fixed it with a brick and kept it open to facilitate the elderly's entry and exit.
When Fang Zheng entered the room, Squirrel immediately ran to the bedside and pointed at a photo placed beside the bed.
Fang Zheng picked it up and took a look. It was a photo of the old man and her son. Her son was not tall and his smile was a bit shy. But what surprised Fang Zheng was not this, but that the photo did not seem to have been taken recently. He could see through his clothes.
The style is like that of five or six years ago! The photo is a bit yellowed, which also shows its age.
"It's been a long time since this guy came back to see grandma. The photo taken together was from a few years ago. It's really unfilial." Red Boy cursed in a low voice.
At this time, the squirrel pointed to the wall opposite the bed and said, "Look over there!"
Fang Zheng looked along the squirrel's finger and saw two black and white photos hanging on the opposite wall. The top one was an enlarged photo of an old man. He was a very gentle old man. Below the old man, hung a
In the photo of the young man, the person in the photo looked familiar to Fang Zheng. Then he suddenly turned around and looked at the photo on the bedside. Comparing the two, they were exactly the same!
"How many sons does he have?" Hong Hai'er asked subconsciously.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said he didn't know, but he guessed there were twins. Otherwise, who was on the other end of the phone?
"It's really pitiful. Two sons, one is dead and the other is such a bastard." Red Boy sighed.
Fang Zheng nodded and walked out. The old man was still sitting there taking a nap with his eyes closed. Seeing the old man's appearance, Fang Zheng, Red Boy and Squirrel all felt sad and distressed. Fang Zheng nodded to Red Boy, who waved his hand and said:
A warmth barrier fell on the old man's body. This barrier would protect him from mosquito bites and keep him warm in winter and cool in summer. Then the two of them and the squirrel retreated out.
Walking in the community again, Squirrel couldn't help but said: "This community looks like a coffin..."
As soon as these words came out, Fang Zheng and Hong Hai'er were stunned and looked around. This dilapidated environment was just like a coffin, without any trace of human fireworks.
Honghai'er said: "Maybe the old lady has regarded this as her final resting place..."
At this moment, a young man and woman walked out with an old man. As they walked, the woman said: "Mom, all the houses in this community are dilapidated. The country is already demolishing them. Don't insist on it. Take it."
Leave the things behind and we'll take care of the rest."
"Hey... what will Lao Liang do when we leave? Her wife and son are dead, and there is no one to take care of her. We can still have some company here, and we are leaving..." the old man sighed.
"Aunt Liang?" The woman subconsciously looked in the direction of the old man who was sleeping with his cell phone, and sighed: "You can't live in a dilapidated house. What if the house collapses? Besides, there are no volunteers who come to see her every week.
What?"
"No, you can either find a way to take Lao Liang away together, or I will stay here with her. Her family is a good person, and they have helped our family a lot in the past. We can't let them feel cold," the old man said.
The woman and the man looked at each other, but they had no choice but to agree.
When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart trembled, and he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Amitabha, several donors, are you disturbing me?"
Since Fang Zheng was so conspicuously dressed in white, several people had naturally noticed it a long time ago. They were not surprised when they saw Fang Zheng coming, and they all returned the greeting: "Mage, what can I do for you?"
Fang Zheng said: "The donor Liang mentioned by the donors just now is an old man from Building 6, 101?"
"Yes, does Master know Lao Liang?" the old man asked curiously.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't know him. I met him by chance outside today. By the way, does the old man have a son alive?"
"Where is the son? Her husband died in a car accident when she was young, and her son also passed away due to illness the year before last. Aunt Liang is very good, but there is no one around her, eh..." the woman sighed.
Fangzheng, Red Boy, and Squirrel looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes, and then they were angry! The old man no longer has a son, so who is the person on the other side of the phone? If it's not her son, then he is a liar! This liar is also
What a bastard! If such an old man lies, does he still have any conscience?
After saying goodbye to a few people, Fang Zheng, Red Boy, and Squirrel returned to the old man's door again.
"Master, what should we do?" Red Boy asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Let's talk to Donor Liang first. We can't be fooled."