Didi didi

The wise man sat on the ground, hunched over with difficulty, bit out his cell phone from his pocket, and answered an unfamiliar number.

"Excuse me......."

"grandfather!"

For a moment, the wise man's heart was full of mixed feelings, and his chest was filled with suffocation. He kept choking, and after adjusting for a long time, he said.

"What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't be crying, haha!"

A burst of hearty laughter came out, and the wise man held back tears, but the tears still came out.

"Feel sorry!"

"When these words come out of your mouth, it's really disgusting. It's extremely disgusting. I just want to ask you tonight, how did my mother die?"

The wise man did not answer, nor dared to answer.

"Of course..."

"I'm sorry, grandpa, my brain works very well. You are already old. If you feel tired, you can also choose the method you once taught me. It should be the most effective method for those who are helpless and reach the end of the road.
Chapter completed!