Zuo Yu came to the front of a small alley, glanced at the old gate, the courtyard is still very familiar, but the wall is indeed written with lime a demolition word, it can be seen that this place is about to be demolished, and many residents on the side have moved away, but fortunately, his door has not been locked, otherwise, in the past five years, Zuo Yu does not know where to find his father.

"Knock knock" Zuo Yu knocked on the dilapidated door.

"Who?"

A sweet voice came from inside, and then the door opened, and a girl opened the door, Zuo Yu's brows furrowed, this girl he didn't know.

"Who are you looking for?" the girl asked.

Glanced at the girl carefully left and right, she had dyed yellow hair and a thick layer of heavy makeup on her face, although she looked okay, but Zuo Yu knew that once the makeup was removed, her true face would be revealed.

"May I ask, is Zuo Ziqing here?" Zuo Yu directly reported his name in case his father moved away.

"Are you looking for my dad?" the girl's face suddenly became a little suspicious.

"Your father?" Zuo Ziqing is your father?"

After hearing this, Zuo Yu felt that his brain was a little insufficient, his parents only had one child, and he was the only child in the family.

"yes, who are you, did you come to him?" asked the girl.

"I Am His Son"

"His son?"

When the girl heard this, her face changed suddenly, obviously a little shocked, and at the same time a little panicked, because she saw a picture of her stepfather's bedside, and the person in front of her was almost exactly the same as in the photo.

She often saw her stepfather crying silently when he was not around.

"Are ......you Zuo Yu? Aren't you dead?" the girl asked anyway.

"What's going on? Xiang'er, who's coming?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out, wearing a Mao suit, with dark skin, and his temples were already white, as if he had gone through vicissitudes.

"Xiaoyu...... It's really you."

"Dad—"

Zuo Yu screamed, suddenly his heart was sour, his eyes were red, and tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes.

This is his father, who was only forty years old when he left five years ago, and at that time, he still had black hair and a tall body, and now, he looked so old.

"Really...... It's really Xiaoyu, my son ....."

Zuo Ziqing's voice trembled a little, his son suddenly disappeared five years ago, leaving no clues, as if the world had evaporated, and it is still an unsolved case.

For five years, there was no news of his son, and he had seen his son come back countless times in his dreams, but when he woke up, everything turned into disappointment.

"Am I dreaming? Is it really Xiaoyu coming back?" Zuo Ziqing's eyes were excited, excited, and a little afraid, he was afraid that all this was just a dream, the same as before.

"Dad, this is not a dream, I'm really back" Tears rolled in Zuo Yu's eyes, his father was old and thin, and the big tree that used to shelter him from the wind and rain was now about to wither.

"Xiang'er, who's coming? Is it your eldest uncle?" At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked out.

Zuo Ziqing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said: "Wang Rong, look, Xiaoyu is back, my son is back"

Zuo Ziqing was excited like a child, Zuo Yu glanced at this woman and knew that this was the stepmother that his father had found for him, because his mother had passed away when he was very young, and his mother did not leave any impression in his memory.

"Your son, Zuo Yu?" Wang Rong's brows furrowed, his face was very ugly, and then he said: "Aren't you confused? Your son has already died, this must be a fake."

"What do you say" Zuo Ziqing glanced at Wang Rong a little unhappily, and then said: "My own son, can I still admit my mistake? Go grocery shopping, I want to drink two glasses tonight."

Although Zuo Ziqing didn't like this woman's attitude, he was happy that his son was back, so he didn't care about it.

"This is your son? Why didn't we see your son come back when our house was not demolished?

"What are you talking about?" When Zuo Ziqing heard this, he immediately said angrily: "My son is back, can I still be unhappy?

It can be seen that Zuo Ziqing is really angry.

"What's the matter with the demolition? There are two houses in total, one for Xiao Zhi and one for Xiang'er, he is back, what should I do?" The woman also raised her eyebrows, not showing weakness at all.

Zuo Yu watched all this quietly, he didn't expect that as soon as he came back, he would become like this.

Seeing his father angry, his heart was sour, he had gone for five years, his father didn't know how much suffering he had suffered, and when he came, he secretly vowed to let his father live a happy life in the future.

"Don't worry, house, I don't want it," Zuo Yu said.

"Xiaoyu, don't speak," Zuo Ziqing immediately scolded.

Zuo Yu is his son, where is there a father who does not think about his son? In this metropolis, buying a house has become a luxury for many people, and most of them want to be house slaves for the rest of their lives.

"This is what you said, okay, let's make a note, these two houses, you don't want it" When Wang Rong heard this, he immediately grabbed the handle, and then glanced at Zhang Xiang'er on the side.

Zhang Xiang'er hurriedly ran to the house and took out paper and pen.

"Make a note now and press the handprint" Wang Rong immediately handed the paper and pen to Zuo Yu.

Zuo Ziqing directly snatched the paper and tore it into pieces, almost using all his strength with every blow, as if he wanted to vent his anger on this paper.

"Wang Rong, if you can, you can pass, if you can't, get out of me" Zuo Ziqing trembled.

Wang Rong was also stunned for a moment, at this time, she reacted, this family is still Zuo Ziqing, although Zuo Ziqing has been a little afraid of her in recent years, but on the issue of his son, Zuo Ziqing did not make the slightest concession.

"Mom, you just don't have to say a word."

Zhang Xiang'er squeezed her eyes, and then entered the house with Wang Rong.

After seeing the mother and daughter return to the house, Zuo Ziqing's originally excited expression also disappeared, his son came back, and there were more things that worried him, now Zuo Yu is twenty-five years old, and he has already reached the age of marriage, and the house and money all have to be considered by him.

"Dad, don't worry, it doesn't matter if I want a house or not" Zuo Yu comforted.

"Nonsense, how can you do without a house?" Zuo Ziqing heard this, and immediately scolded Zuo Yu, and then said: "Don't worry, as long as it is demolished, the house will give you a set of marriages"

"Dad, don't we talk about it, I haven't seen each other for so many years, and I have a lot to say to you in my heart."

"Yes, yes, tell my dad what happened back then, where did you go?"

Zuo Ziqing took his son's hand and walked into his room, and the father and son had a long talk.

“........”

At this time, Wang Rong and Zhang Xianger were also sitting together, Wang Rong looked angry: "I haven't come back for so many years, many people rumor that he has died, and now that he is back, he clearly knows that his family is going to be demolished, and he came back to divide the house, and now Lin Hai's house is more than 10,000 square meters, and it is rising every year."

"Yes, Mom, you've been serving him for three or four years, and if you don't get it right, we won't be able to get anything," Zhang Xiang'er also said worriedly.

"Xiang'er, what do you say Mom should do?" Wang Rong asked.

"Mom, I have a way, since that Zuo Yu disappeared, my dad has hardly been out of this door, the current Zuo family, where is there any other person? This Zuo Yu just came back, and he has no relatives and no reason, I want him to get out, it's too easy, I'll just talk to Brother Long"

After hearing the words Brother Long, Wang Rong's face suddenly changed, and he looked very unhappy.

"Wang Lung, didn't I say that? I won't let you come into contact with this kind of person."

"Mom, when is it, you still care about this, first solve the matter in front of you, and then, the matter between me and Brother Long, you don't care about it in the future"