Chapter 477: Return

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The moonlight shone on the quiet courtyard of the Bi family.

There is no crying and hustle and bustle during the day, but people's hearts are even more quiet.

……

Bi Yue turned over and closed her eyes tiredly, but when she closed her eyes, she still had the scene in her mind that was chaotic in the evening

The feeling of frustration devoured Bi Yue's heart.

The unexpected appearance of the child also made her state at the moment only stubborn, and she couldn't analyze it rationally.

The mind is very chaotic, the physical condition is very poor, and the IQ seems to be offline.

In the other rooms, no one slept.

Including the dog's eggs, there was bitter water in his mouth, but he panicked.

Goudan'er asked Bi Cheng: "Brother, what should my sister do?" ā€

……

But in my parents' room, no one spoke.

Bi Tiegang pillowed one hand behind his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liu Yafang gave Bi Tiegang a back, just this night, her crying eyes were blurred.

It hurts when I touch it, and I feel like I can't open it.

When I think of my eyes, I feel like I'm about to cry, and I think of the first blurry pain because my daughter committed suicide by drinking medicine.

Some time ago, Bi Yue ran away from home again, and she was so angry that she almost collapsed, and she was beaten, but she had to come over and show a good face first.

Now my daughter is a good college student, her future is so good, and she is pregnant unmarried.

Liu Yafang was haggard.

It's true that no one's daughter can grab money as well as her daughter.

But no one's daughter can compete with her daughter's anger, which is also true.

Raising children and daughters is a debt owed in the previous life. Her daughter is more worried than raising ten sons.

Liu Yafang couldn't help but sigh: "Alas! ā€

Bi Tiegang, who sighed, frowned, and thumped his fist in the place where his heart was placed.

He thought wholeheartedly: He's a father, what a wreck! Passing by the Chu family twice, he stood at the gate and didn't dare to enter.

The three-story building, the sentry standing guard at the door, the big iron gate that could drive into the car, the big courtyard, and the official position of the family, made him dare not come to the door to ask for justice.

Standing stupidly in place, cheering himself up several times, the girl may have suffered a big loss for a lifetime, is it not enough for him to step into the threshold?

It's just this girl, the child is bullied, shouldn't it be the beginning of being a father?

But he ......

When he looked at the mountain, Bi Tiegang still felt that Dai's father was unreasonable.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, how can you still pick this and that?

But now that I contact myself, it is the woman who suffers when the loss comes, and whose parents don't want their children to marry well.

Thinking of this, Bi Tiegang felt panicked, and he quickly rubbed the position of his heart.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm in a bag.

Even if he is unreasonable, he also needs capital, he is not Dai's father, he is a father who has no ability!

I have no ability to live in front of my children. He didn't even dare to tell his wife, who had lived most of his life.

Said he was passing by the Chu family? Say he doesn't have the courage to go for it? He was afraid that his old wife would look down on him and scold him for not being a man.

Liu Yafang rubbed her eyes with two fingers and didn't turn back, but she could feel that Bi Tiegang hadn't slept either, and asked casually:

"What's wrong with you?"

Bi Tiegang said in a hoarse voice:

"Make more delicious food for your daughter, and don't say it's useless in front of her. I can't think about it anymore, whether I ran away or caused damage to my own body, we have to regret it even more. These days, don't go to the hotel, give her recuperation. Nothing is as important as the child's body. There's nothing you can't get by. ā€

"Hmm. It's already like this, what else can I say. But you have to ......."

Liu Yafang turned over and opened her eyes to look at her, startling her. Although the house was dark, only the moonlight in the courtyard outside was shining, and she didn't see it too clearly.

But her instincts were not good. Bi Tiegang never sleeps with his slumber.

"What's wrong with you? Yes?! ā€

Bi Tiegang swallowed dryly and spitted: "Go, go and bring me your heart medicine." ā€

When Liu Yafang stepped over Bi Tie and was about to get out of bed, she was so anxious that she almost fell headlong. Rummaging through the drawer to find medicine and pouring medicine, Liu Yafang's hands were trembling, and she couldn't count how many pills, so she quickly stuffed it into Bi Tiegang's mouth after pouring it.

Bi Tiegang was lying there with medicine, relieving his depressed breath, Liu Yafang covered her eyes and sat on the side.

Bi Tiegang relieved his heartache, he rubbed his face, the medicine in his mouth had not completely melted, but he couldn't take care of himself, patted Liu Yafang who was crying beside him, and muttered vaguely:

"Don't cry. Don't want your eyes? Wake them up crying again. Yes? ā€

Liu Yafang cried out all of a sudden: "You have to be good, if you have three long and two short, this family will completely collapse." ā€

Liu Yafang had been crying quietly for three or two minutes, Bi Tiegang swallowed all the medicine, supported himself and took the water cup, and then said:

"Got it, you can't fall down. I've got to find that dead boy and give him a stick. ā€

At the same time as these words fell, the "dead boy" who had just landed in a certain sea area got off the plane with his left arm and a yuppie smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lei Ming, the captain of the special brigade, looked at the shadows jumping down with boots one after another, he pursed the corners of his lips, not wanting to show a trace of laughter, for fear that these pretentious guys would be proud.

In the middle of the night, one after another guys in camouflage uniforms came over in groups of three or five, talking and laughing.

They still have dirty oil paint on their faces, and they are muddy from top to bottom, so you can imagine the scene of them crawling and rolling on the southern border.

Even when one of the wounded people who were lifted off the plane and was shot in the leg, and the wounded who were hugged around their necks and waists, they could only feel the glorious excitement from a distance.

There is no sadness, only the calmness of treating injuries as ordinary and trivial things.

In these special forces that seem to be carved out of a mold, Lei Ming put his hands on his waist, why can he tell which one is Chu Yifeng from a long distance?

Because the bass was scolding: "Wang Da Niu, I have cookies in my pocket? ā€

Wang Daniu said with a hippie smile: "Take advantage of the anesthetic while you are taking the anesthetic." Too hungry, Captain? We're going to eat! ā€

Lei Ming pulled his throat and shouted with a big hand to the crowd of people coming from a distance:

"Add food! Jajangmyeon! ā€

As soon as these words came out, everyone screamed, releasing their unburned passion.

The headlights of the small cafeteria are bright, and the cafeteria is full of the sound of eating noodles.

The headlights shone on the tired faces.

The headlights also shone on the special forces one after another, and although several people were not taken away by the military doctor, they were all injured large and small.

The headlights shone on Chu Yifeng's injured arm, and he had seven stitches, the blood had penetrated the white gauze, and there was still black mud in his fingernails.