"Oh, it seems that Lao Wen's second son, who is not strong, has returned. Lao Wen's life is miserable. I am disabled in the army. My second son is not strong. He is in his forties and is still idle.
Not only did he not work, he also came back to ask Lao Wen for money. If Lao Wen didn't give it, he would punch and kick it." The old villager who led Zhao Chen and the others shook his head and sighed. When he talked about the second son of the Wen family, he
The tone was also filled with a hint of anger and helplessness.
Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu's faces suddenly sank, and the steps under their feet suddenly accelerated and they quickly arrived in front of the house.
The house of Wen's family is very dilapidated, it is an old-fashioned civil-structured house. When Wen Feng was in the army, he was well paid. His family bought a house in the city, and the whole family moved to the city. The old house was no longer maintained.
When they came back from selling their house in the city a year ago, they simply maintained it, and even the roof tiles fell off.
At this time, at the gate, a shabby dressed, gray hair was almost falling out, and her face was covered with wrinkles. She looked extremely old and was holding a tightly 40-year-old man with a very strong figure.
A middle-aged man in white dressed in Western style, begging.
The man had a gloomy face and cursed at the old man, holding a few hundred-yuan dragon coins in one hand, and clenching his fists in the other hand, as if he was about to hit the old man.
"It's really this foul son, you're a sin." The old villager who led the way sighed angrily.
"Bastard." Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu roared low, their eyes full of anger, and they rushed over immediately.
However, before they reached the middle-aged man, a roar came from a distance.
"Wenhu, you bastard, you dare to come back. If I don't kill you today, you won't be called Wenlong."
A young man in his twenties picked up a stick and rushed over roaring.
Looking at the young man running over, a look of fear flashed across the middle-aged man Wenhu's face. He shook it twice in the hand that was held by the old man, but he did not get rid of it. He was furious: "Old guy, you are looking for death, I
I will fulfill you."
Wenhu pushed hard, but the old man could not bear it. He was immediately pushed down and had to shout powerlessly: "You are so unrestrained!"
"Hmph." Wenhu snorted coldly at the old man, looked at the young man rushing over and shouted: "Wenlong, don't think it's amazing if you have two moves. I'll find someone to ruin you one day."
Wenhu didn't dare to stay anymore and turned around and was about to run away.
But as soon as he ran two steps, he felt a flash in front of him. He slapped his face hard, causing his body to turn around in place, and then fell to the ground, not returning for a long time
After being overwhelmed, he was stunned. Half of his face was swollen like a pig's head, and several of his teeth fell off.
"Even old father dares to fight, he is worse than a pig or a dog." Zhao Chen looked at Wen Hu coldly.
This scene came too quickly and everyone couldn't react.
Wenlong suddenly stopped holding the stick and looked at Zhao Chen in great shock.
The old man on the ground was also stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu in confusion. After confirming that he didn't know him, he looked at the old man who brought Zhao Chen and the others: "Brother Li, who is this?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know who he is. I'm chatting with them on the side of the road. He is asking you, so I brought it here." The old man who led the way said, "They said they were your son's comrades."
"Old man, I'll help you up." Zheng Liangyu came to the old man of Wen's family and reached out to hold his hand.
"Please trouble my daughter." The old man was helped up by Zheng Liangyu and hurriedly said, "Get into the house, don't stand here."
However, when the old man turned around and saw his tattered and dark room, another glimmer flashed across his face.
"Damn it, you dare to hit me, let's see if I won't kill you." Wen Hu on the ground finally reacted, jumped up, and was furious to pounce on Zhao Chen.
"I'm here today, it's not your turn, an unfilial son, to be a fierce man." Wen Long waved his stick and rushed to Zhao Chen a few steps, blocking Zhao Chen behind him. His actions scared Wen so much that he did.
Hu immediately took two steps back.
"Wenlong, don't forget that I am the second uncle. You actually helped outsiders bully me. Are you still a member of the Wen family?"
"He was so embarrassed to say it was my second uncle. If it weren't for you, would our family become like this? Will my dad collapse on the bed because he had no money to treat the disease? Will grandpa sell the house? My mom needs it every day
Are you tired and tired? "Wenlong's words become more and more angry, and the anger in his eyes gradually turns into murderous aura: "Today I will be the only disaster for my Wen family."
A hand pulled Wenlong before he rushed towards Wenhu, and a cold voice came from behind: "If you kill him, what's the difference between you? He is your elder after all."
"I don't care. If it weren't for him, our family wouldn't have become like this. I have to kill him today." Wen Long's murderous intent became stronger and stronger. He shook Zhao Chen and grabbed his hand, and the force was so strong that he could do it.
It was so great that a gleam flashed through Zhao Chen's eyes.
"Let him get out, my Wen family doesn't have such a rebellious son." The Wen family looked at Wen Hu angrily, then looked at Zhao Chen and said, "Sir, let you make a joke."
"Your Madam, don't be angry, every family has a difficult sutra to recite." Zhao Chen ignored Wen Hu, walked up to hold the old man's other hand, and said, "Where is Brother Wenfeng, how is he doing now?"
"He's in the house, hey..." The old man sighed, and walked in with Zhao Chen and the others helping him.
Seeing this, Wenhu glared at Wen Long hatefully, then looked at Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu resentfully, then turned around and ran away.
Wenlong looked at Wenhu coldly and then followed him into the house.
"Old man, please trouble you." Ma Ming quickly took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the hands of the old man who led the way, and then followed Kang Fei and the others in.
The room was dim and the sun could hardly shine in. The old man turned on the light, but the wattage of the electric light was too small and it didn't work much. The decoration was so simple that it was so simple that it was a few wooden benches and a table.
There is nothing else.
The old man directly took Zhao Chen and the others into a room inside. Because the room was in the inner room, the light was insufficient, so he could only barely see clearly when the lights were turned on. As soon as everyone entered, a smell of mold came over.
A bed was placed against the wall, and there was a man lying on the bed, looking at Zhao Chen and the others. There was a fourteen-inch old TV set in front of him, and there was only a chair.
"Are you Zhao Chen and Liangyu?" The person on the bed suddenly said to Zhao Chen and the others. His tone was a little uncertain, but he seemed a little excited, but his voice was hoarse, like an old man in the evening, making him feel so
Zhao Chen and the others heard this voice and did not react for a long time.
"Uncle Wen?" Zheng Liangyu shouted at the bed with some uncertainty.