Ding Ze didn't know anything about Fang Cai, he grabbed a banana casually, peeled it slowly, and looked at the nuts, a little distracted.

Ding Hui was now on the side, looking at Ding Ze like this, no matter how indifferent he was, he was a little moved.

Ding Hui looked at the extremely depressed Ding Ze through his sunglasses, shook his head lightly and sighed helplessly.

"The master has been here twice, and what you eat is what the master brought. He seemed to know what Ding Ze was thinking, and nodded at the big banana in Ding Ze's hand, and said.

Ding Ze was stunned when he heard this, and then his face was indifferent, "Whether he comes here or not has nothing to do with me." ”

As for the blankness in his eyes, perhaps no one else can see it.

Ding Ze took a bite of the banana hard, pointed to the sofa next to the bed, and threw a banana over casually, "Sit down, you are the old thing's subordinate, but not mine, don't be so strict." ”

Ding Hui was stunned when he heard this. He caught the banana steadily, tilted his head slightly and looked at Ding Ze suspiciously, his eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be a little uncertain.

He stayed in the Ding family for twenty years and didn't dare to say, but fifteen years is definitely there.

...

When Ding Hui just came out of his hometown and entered the society, seeing that he was dressed shabby and bulging in his bag, naturally many people put their minds on his bag.

At that time, Ding Hui had just entered the big city, and he was very naïve and ignorant, so it was naturally impossible to have any defense.

A gang of thieves targeted Ding Hui.

And Ding Hui was born in a ravine since he was a child, and he was the only man in the family, so he generally did rough and tiring work, which made him infinitely powerful at a young age.

Ding Ze walked on the street, his eyes were full of longing and yearning for this prosperous scene, but he didn't know that among the people, many people from the thief gang had been getting closer to Ding Hui.

Seeing that one of them wanted the hand, a sharp and thin blade had already appeared in his hand, and as soon as his fingers moved, the blade flashed coldly, and a neat cut appeared in his backpack in an instant.

Almost instantly, the clothes and cash poured out.

Among them, clothes are the majority, and as for cash, there are only two or three stacks.

But there are also 20,000 or 30,000 yuan in these two or three stacks, which is saved by the family over the years.

Ding Hui turned his head and looked at the clothes all over the ground, and there was a thief-faced man standing in front of him, holding two or three stacks of cash in his hand.

Don't think about it, the money must be his.

Ding Hui was already young and strong, so he didn't care so much, so he directly picked up his fist and fought.

He was muscular and dark-skinned, apparently the result of his frequent sun-based farming.

Almost with a punch, the man's nose collapsed, and one of his front teeth was broken, which shows that Ding Hui has great strength.

Almost the moment he made his move, everyone around him was stunned, but when they looked at the stack of cash on the ground, they seemed to understand something.

But they just pointed at the rat-headed man who fell to the ground with a bloody face, but none of them came forward to fight for Ding Hui.

At the same time, the thief leader standing on the periphery was also stunned, and he also didn't seem to expect Ding Hui to make a move.

This is nothing more than a stunned young man!

But looking at the hand on the ground and the stack of cash beside him, his eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a plan came to his mind.

His eyes narrowed, staring at Ding Hui coldly, "Stunned, it's better to deal with!"

At the same time, almost instantly, a number of armed police were also dispatched and rushed towards this side.

The flashing lights of the sky at the intersection of red and blue, and the shocking sound of sirens, announce that this is about to end.

Even in the daytime, many lights still shine clearly on everyone's faces, flashing the expectation and loss in their eyes.

It seems that this matter has come to an end, and it seems that they are very unwilling.

Indeed, Chinese people do like to watch the excitement, and always have the mentality that it is not about themselves.

It wasn't until several armed policemen took the two of them away that the crowd dispersed, and they were still laughing and talking to each other, as if they didn't care about each other's affairs at all.

Only the blood on the ground clearly shows what has happened here.

And on a tall building, a man held on to the window glass, looked at everything that was happening below, and squinted, "Investigate the information of that tall man, the more detailed the better, be fast." ”

The same man behind him glanced downstairs, also saw the scene, and then nodded, "Now you, you really need such a person to protect." ”

Here's just a good view of what's going on below.

As for the middle-aged man holding the glass, it was Ding Ze's father, Dinkler.

...

Ding Hui casually pulled a chair, and scenes from the past kept flashing through his mind, and finally he sighed heavily.

"He's a good boss, and he's a good guy, and you've been blaming him all this time. Ding Hui said.

The chair he sat down creaked.

In fact, this chair is not small, but in front of Ding Hui's nearly two-meter block, it still looks a little cramped.

Ding Ze held a banana in his hand and leaned his back on the pillow.

The pillows were white, the quilts and sheets were white, including the walls, all white, as if to announce his paleness.

"Yes, he's a good guy and a good boss, but... He's not a good father!" Ding Ze held the banana, his eyes were tightly closed, and his voice was a little trembling and hoarse.

...

At this moment, it was as if hundreds of scenes flashed through his mind, from the three-year-old growing up with his parents to the nine-year-old father beating his mother in front of his eyes...

It was the first time he saw his mother cry since he could remember, and in his heart, that woman had always been very strong... Very strong...

Until two years ago, his mother suddenly and unexpectedly left, silently, as if he had never come, and he went crazy looking for his mother.

But eventually...

When he returned home a month later, tired from a sweat, he found Dinkler sitting on the couch, smoking cigarette after cigarette.

Similarly, a woman with a bathrobe on her body slowly walked down the stairs.

Watching the woman slowly wipe the drops of water from her golden hair, Ding Ze was stunned for a moment, and saw that Dinkler was still smoking cigarettes one by one.

He seemed to know something.

"A month... A month!" Ding Ze blushed, tears welled up instantly, and he yelled at the man on the sofa.

"Mother has only been away for a month! you just mess around like this!" With a bang, Ding Ze slammed the door and left.

The few tears on the ground stinged Dinkler's eyes just as much.

...

Ding Ze's body trembled a little, and the corners of his eyes were moist, but no tears flowed.

He's been holding back all the time.

Ding Hui sighed helplessly, pulled out a tissue and was about to hand it to him, but his hand was halfway stretched and stayed in the air.

I saw Ding Ze exhaling hot air in his mouth, slowly stretching out his sexy and ruddy little tongue, and gently... Gently... Licked a banana.

This... This... What the hell is this doing?!