What would you think if one day you suddenly received a message that a cheap relative you had never met had left you a large inheritance, which was enough to make you rich with a thunderous bang? Anyway, Zhang Zizai had fantasized about this picture countless times, especially after the Shen Mahua incident, the richest man in Xihong City a few years ago.

And at this moment, Zhang Zizai is in such a picture, although the protagonist is not him.

But unexpectedly, Wang Xiaotao did not choose to be Shen Mahua No. 2, but to follow Socrates and be a "poor man" lying on the steps basking in the sun.

After receiving the test report and listening to Zhang Zizai's statement, she didn't have the slightest excitement and joy, just pondered silently for a moment, shook her head at Zhang Zizai, handed the report back to him, and calmly put down a sentence: "No one has seen it, what's the use of asking for money." He left without looking back.

The two of them were stunned on the spot, and they were at a loss for a while. Everyone only cared about confirming Wang Xiaotao's identity, but ignored that she might refuse.

"This!this!this!How is this good!" Ghost Lao Liu looked at Wang Xiaotao's back, all thoughts were lost, and he lowered his head and muttered: "My daughter doesn't want to recognize me, my daughter doesn't want to recognize me." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Forget it, as a parent, I have never given a trace of care, always thinking that I can buy the filial piety of my children with money, but I ignore what my children need most." Nowadays, people are getting more and more vulgar!"

The foreign Taoist priest is also an orphan, and when he heard Zhang Zizai's emotion, he nodded again and again: "Play the four places!" (That's it) money, money, money! Money is in front of companionship, it's not a fart! If you still have a little conscience, then donate that inheritance to the orphanage." ”

Ghost Lao Liu: "However, hundreds of millions of dollars were donated like this......"

Zhang Zizai's eyes lit up: "How much?"

Ghost Lao Liu: "Maybe there must be 500 million." ”

Zhang Zizai hurriedly pulled a hair from his head and handed it to the ghost Lao Liu: "Inspector Lei! Do you still have the skin of your feet? Do you want to try mine again? I am also a person who has never seen my father since I was a child, maybe it is really your illegitimate child!"

The foreign Taoist snorted coldly: "See the money and open your eyes." Then he also plucked one of himself: "Hungry and four (I too) orphans!"

Zhang Zizai: "Yes, maybe we are your long-lost twin sons!"

Just when everyone was gagging, Wang Xiaotao went and returned.

"Well, can you tell me where he's buried?"

"No problem, no problem, I'll take you there!" Zhang Zizai hurriedly flattered, and then pulled Wang Xiaotao straight to the cemetery.

The foreign Taoist priest also made a special trip back to his store, and diligently carried his master's new 101 girl's "silver" suit commemorative version yesterday into the car, saying that it was a gift for the ghost Lao Liu.

Not to mention, the king two-quarters of the immortal is not good, but this paper crafting is really not covered, 101 miniature versions of the paper figures, lifelike, different shapes, each can be teased into people's hearts.

Along the way, Wang Xiaotao said very little, no matter how Zhang Zizai teased her, she just looked out the window in a daze, and rarely responded.

When she arrived at the cemetery, she slowly turned her head, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and she obviously cried: "You say, what is it like to have a father?"

Zhang Zizai: "You asked the wrong person about this thing, and I didn't have a father." But if you really want to know, I can wronged myself and let you call Dad twice to experience it. ”

Wang Xiaotao didn't expect Zhang Zi to be so indecent at this time, so she couldn't help but snort at him, no longer bothered him, and got out of the car and walked forward by herself.

However, after his interruption, the chest tightness just now actually improved a lot, and his mood calmed down a little.

"Actually, this can't be blamed on Lao Liu, he only knew that there was a daughter like you before he died. Zhang Zizai told Wang Xiaotao how the ghost Lao Liu learned the clues and how he spent a lot of money to send someone to investigate, of course, the part after his death did not tell her.

When he came to the cemetery, Wang Xiaotao pointed to the photo on Liu You's tombstone: "This is him?"

The two nodded.

Wang Xiaotao shook her head: "It's not like it at all." ”

Zhang Zizai: "It's not like anything, it's all two eyes, a nose and a mouth." ”

Wang Xiaotao sneered: "Who are you learning from this crazy talk." Who is not two eyes, one nose and one mouth. ”

Zhang Zizai: "This sentence was said by your father. ”

Wang Xiaotao said angrily: "Take advantage of me again." ”

Zhang Zizai: "No, this is really what he said, I also expressed the same opinion when I saw your photo, and your father answered me like this at that time." ”

Wang Xiaotao smiled: "Okay, believe you." However, I'm not talking about this dislike. ”

Foreign Taoist: "Which one is not like that?"

Wang Xiaotao turned her head and continued to look at the photo: "I mean, his appearance is different from the father in the dream...... Let me tell you a story, 20 years ago......."

Zhang Zizai hurriedly refused: "Again? The matter of saving the earth has already been talked about, can we make up a few of them? ”

Foreign Taoist: "Hu She! (nonsense, those are true) My master ...... back then"

Wang Xiaotao angrily hammered the two of them on their backs: "I don't want to listen to the story!"

Zhang Zizai immediately covered the mouth of the foreign Taoist priest and motioned for her to continue.

Wang Xiaotao cleared her throat, turned to the photo of the ghost Lao Liu, and spoke.

Twenty years ago, when Wang Xiaotao was four years old, she suddenly fell seriously ill and transferred to many hospitals but never got better. Those words pierced into a young heart, making her frightened all day long, afraid that when she fell asleep one day, her mother would not want her.

This year, Wang Xiaotao dreamed of her father for the first time.

The man who had never been seen in his childhood before was wearing a white lab coat and carrying him on his back, running in the sunset.

She buried her head in his back and laughed insolently.

He turned to her and said, Niu'er, don't be afraid, Dad is the best doctor in the world, and he will definitely cure you!

In the end, she overcame the disease, everything went on the right track, and the broad back disappeared again.

Since then, she has always kept that back in mind, and a seed has been planted in her little heart, and she must be a doctor when she grows up.

In her sophomore year of high school, she had her first love, and everyone's first love was young, and she was also young. However, her boyfriend is not, her boyfriend is yellow.

Her first boyfriend always wanted to have some negative distance contact with her all day long, but she had already refused, and she was almost shaken.

That night, she dreamed of her father again.

Still in the same white coat, he sat behind the big table and told her with a serious face that she was pregnant, had to drop out of school, and could never be a doctor again.

After waking up, she cried for a long time, resolutely broke up with her first boyfriend, and studied more diligently.

Finally, it got what I wanted.

She graduated and was assigned to obstetrics and gynecology.

She also began to sit behind the table, either solemnly or joyfully telling the person opposite, "You are pregnant." ”

It's a pity that the white coat never appeared again, and when she thought that her life was going to lose the protection of the white coat from now on, Zhang Zizi appeared, with news of her father.

It's a pity that this father and the one who once grew up with him in his dreams don't seem to be the same image.

"Actually, your dad is a doctor. Zhang Zizai patted her on the shoulder: "Or, everyone is a doctor." ”

Wang Xiaotao raised her head, she couldn't understand Zhang Zizai's words.

Zhang Zizai: "The chef is the doctor of the taste buds, the cleaner is the doctor of the city, and your father, as a successful businessman, is the doctor of poverty." You sit in the consultation room, treating patients and welcoming lives, while he sits in the office, treating families and welcoming hopes. In that case, maybe he helped more people than you do. ”

Wang Xiaotao nodded, it seemed that what Zhang Zizi said made some sense.

"If you don't say it, I don't even know that I'm so great!" The ghost Lao Liu on the side heard Zhang Zizai say this, and his face was suddenly full of red light, and he felt as if he had really done some great good deed to help the world.

Wang Xiaotao took the paper figure in the hand of the foreign Taoist priest, placed it in front of the tomb of the ghost Lao Liu, knelt down, and said softly: "Dad, I'm late." ”

The white light on the ghost old Liu's body suddenly appeared, and he shouted excitedly: "She called me Dad! Did you hear it! She called me Dad!"

His voice gradually turned into a void, and the white light on his body dispersed little by little, turning into wisps of light and gradually dissipating.

Zhang Zizai took a long breath and finished the work!

clapped his hands and said to Wang Xiaotao: "Let's go, let's go together to be a 500 million detective!"

Wang Xiaotao shook his head: "No need, I can know that he is actually still thinking about me in his heart, so he is satisfied, as for the money." ”

She stretched out her hand and scooped up a handful of sunset: "Let's donate it to those who need it more." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Lao Liu, don't go! Where are the feet hidden!"