It is no exaggeration to say that the person in front of him is no different from those beggars except that his face is still clean.

"Don't you recognize me?" The man looked at Zhao Chunguang and asked softly.

Zhao Chunguang's heart moved. He had thought that this person seemed very familiar, but he thought that no one was like this.

"That's right, you probably can't recognize me now. I am not like a human or a ghost, but I am not like a ghost. How could I be recognized?" The man seemed to have accepted his fate and said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Chunguang immediately realized something, and then hesitatedly asked, "You, are you Brother Zhou Ming?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said slowly, "I didn't expect you to recognize him, haha, Zhao Chunguang, it's very rare."

"You are really Brother Zhou Ming. Didn't you say you have already sacrificed? How did you become like this? What happened?" Zhao Chunguang was excited. The person in front of him was either someone else, or that Zhou Ming

, but later he was dead.

Zhou Ming shook his head, sighed heavily, and said slowly, "Zhao Chunguang, this would be complicated if it sounds. When I have the chance, I will leave, and my dad will ask you."

When he said the last sentence, there were tears in Zhou Ming's eyes.

Zhao Chunguang frowned because he happened to see the bus, and Zhou Ming was waiting for the bus here before, so he should have to leave.

"Brother Zhou Ming, you can't leave. You finally came back. Mr. Zhou has been looking forward to you for so many years. Since you are not dead, how can you leave?" Zhao Chunguang grabbed Zhou Ming and said excitedly.

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "Chunguang, you don't understand some things. I have to leave. If I don't leave, it will involve my father."

But Zhao Chunguang knew that Uncle Zhou had lost the joy of life because of Zhou Ming's sacrifice. Now seeing Zhou Ming, although he looked a little strange, if he left again, he would think about it for the rest of his life, let alone give it to me.

He has one million, even if it is five million, Uncle Zhou will be thinking about it.

"Can you go? Get in the bus quickly." The bus stopped and looked at them and asked.

Zhao Chunguang immediately said, "I'm sorry, I won't leave, I won't leave."

The driver cursed in a low voice, obviously feeling a little dissatisfied, and finally started the car and left the Meihua Mountain station.

Without the car, Zhou Ming did not continue to struggle. He looked at Zhao Chunguang, with confusion in his eyes, "Chunguang, I know you may be kind, but I really can't stay here. Look at what I am now."

It looks like I, I don’t have the face to go back."

"No. Brother Zhou Ming, you have always been good in my heart. I was aiming for you at the beginning. Let's go home!" Zhao Chunguang took a deep breath and said seriously at Zhou Ming.

At this moment, Uncle Zhou also staggered over. There was already a lot of dust on his body, and even the area of ​​his knees was broken.

"Chunguang, please let him go, let him go, and you will never come back after leaving. You were already dead ten years ago, but now I will think that you are really dead." Mr. Zhou cried and was in a mess

With dust, mud on his face turned into mud.

When Zhou Ming heard this, he shed tears and actually knelt directly on the ground, "Dad, I'm sorry for you, I don't have the courage to go back, I'm sorry for you."

A man will not kneel down easily even in trouble, because this knee is used to kneel down in heaven and earth and his parents, just like Zhou Ming now.

Uncle Zhou also wailed, staggered, fell to the ground, and started crying.

Zhao Chunguang felt a little sad when he saw this scene. In fact, the reason why he persuaded Zhou Ming to go back was not just because he was curious, but because he always wanted to have a home. His parents were already blurred. Even if he was a beast speaker, there were many

Things can't be changed, especially the fact that my parents have been dead for so many years.

But now it seems that someone who has been dead for more than ten years suddenly appears. He doesn't want Mr. Zhou to lose this affection again, so he will stop him.

Zhou Ming saw that Uncle Zhou fell to the ground and couldn't get up anymore, so he crawled over and tried hard to help him up, but he was a cripple, and he was sad and tried hard twice but failed.

Zhao Chunguang took a deep breath, walked over, and helped Uncle Zhou up.

"Xiao Ming, you, don't leave." Uncle Zhou looked at Zhou Ming, trembling hands, gently stroked his cheeks. The scars were as painful as a knife cutting him on his body.

Zhou Ming took a deep breath, with a tangle in his eyes, and finally nodded heavily, "Okay, Dad, as long as one chance, I will be with you."

When Zhao Chunguang heard this, he was relieved and did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he called Feng Lu and asked him to come and pick them up.

Soon, Feng Lu came over and when she saw Zhou Ming, she seemed a little scared.

In order to prevent her from talking nonsense, Zhao Chunguang said lightly, "Mr. Zhou fainted from taking a walk here just now, but fortunately he met a kind-hearted person."

He still chose to lie. Without clarifying the truth, he didn't want anyone outside to have any misunderstandings about Zhou Ming.

Feng Lu nodded and didn't say anything. She originally wanted to go to Meihuashan Hospital, but Zhao Chunguang asked her to send her to the breeding **.

After arriving, because Zhao Chunguang's attitude was a little different, Feng Lu did not stop and left directly.

He helped Uncle Zhou to the office. Zhao Chunguang checked his condition. In fact, Uncle Zhou was in good health, but because he saw Zhou Ming, his blood pressure and heartbeat were a little unstable now, which was normal. He looked for some

After applying the iodine wine, it was almost done.

Zhou Ming was always by his side, looking at Uncle Zhou with distress.

"Brother Zhou Ming, come out with me. Let Uncle Zhou have a good rest." There was a bed in the office. After Zhao Chunguang helped Uncle Zhou lie down, he looked at Zhou Ming and said.

Zhou Ming took a deep breath and looked at Uncle Zhou, "Dad, you have a good rest, I'll talk to Chunguang."

Uncle Zhou nodded, let out a heavy sigh, and closed his eyes.

After getting outside, Zhao Chunguang looked at Zhou Ming, handed over a cigarette, lit it and asked, "Brother Zhou Ming, what happened? You tell me, maybe I can help you."
Chapter completed!