"Hey, it seems that Lao Wen's uncompetitive second son is back, Lao Wen's life is hard, Lao Tzu was disabled in the army, and the second son is not angry, he is in his forties, and he is still idle, not only does he not work, but he also comes back to Lao Wen to ask for money, if Lao Wen doesn't give it, it will be a punch and kick." The old villager who led the way for Zhao Chen shook his head and sighed, and when he talked about the second child of the Wen family, his tone was also with a hint of anger and helplessness.

The faces of Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu sank suddenly, and the steps under their feet suddenly accelerated, and they quickly came to the front of the house.

The Wen family's house is very dilapidated, it is the kind of old-fashioned civil structure house, when Wen Feng was in the army before, the treatment was good, the family bought a house in the city, the whole family moved to the city, this old house has not been maintained, a year ago when they sold the house in the city and came back, it was only a simple maintenance, and even the roof tiles fell off a little.

At this time, at the gate, an old man dressed in shabby clothes, with gray hair, almost falling out, and his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked extremely old, pulling a middle-aged man in his forties, with a very sturdy figure, dressed in a white Western, pleading face.

The man had a gloomy face, scolding the old man, holding a few hundred yuan dragon coins in one hand, and clenching his fist in the other, looking like he was going to beat the old man.

"Sure enough, it's this rebel, who created evil." The old villager who led the way sighed angrily.

"Bastard." Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu roared, and their eyes were full of anger, and they rushed over.

But before they could reach the middle-aged man, there was an angry roar in the distance.

"Wen Hu, you bastard, you dare to come back, if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you today, you won't be called Wen Long."

A young man of about twenty years old grabbed a stick and rushed over with a roar.

Looking at the young man who came running, a look of fear flashed on the face of the middle-aged man Wen Hu, and he shook the hand held by the old man twice, but he didn't shake it off, and he was furious at the moment: "Old thing, if you look for death, I will fulfill you." ”

Wen Hu pushed hard, how could the old man stand it, even if he was pushed down, he had to shout weakly: "Rebel!"

"Hmph." Wen Hu snorted coldly at the old man, looked at the young man who rushed over and shouted: "Wen Long, don't think that you are great if you have two hits, Lao Tzu will find someone to abolish you one day." ”

Speaking, Wen Hu didn't dare to stay any longer, and turned around to run.

But as soon as he ran two steps, he only felt a flower in front of him, and a slap slapped him in the face, making his body turn in place for a while, and then fell to the ground.

"The old father dares to fight, it's not as good as a pig and a dog." Zhao Chen looked at Wen Hu coldly.

Such a scene came so quickly that everyone couldn't react.

Wen Long stopped abruptly with a stick and looked at Zhao Chen in shock.

The old man on the ground was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu suspiciously, and after making sure that he didn't know him, he looked at the old man who brought Zhao Chen and them: "Brother Li, who is this?" ”

"Don't ask me, I don't know who he is, I'm chatting with them on the side of the road, he's asking you, and I'll bring it." The old man who led the way said, "They said it was your son's comrade-in-arms. ”

"Uncle, I'll help you up." Zheng Liangyu came to the old man of the Wen family and reached out to hold his hand.

"Trouble girl." The old man was helped up by Zheng Liangyu, and hurriedly said, "Come into the house, don't stand here." ”

But when the old man turned to see his dilapidated and dimly lit room, his face flashed with gloom.

"Damn, you dare to beat me, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you." Wen Hu on the ground finally reacted, jumped up, and was furious to pounce on Zhao Chen.

"Lao Tzu is here today, and it is not your turn to be a murderer of an unfilial son." Wen Long rushed in front of Zhao Chen with a few steps with a stick, blocking Zhao Chen behind him, and his move frightened Wen Hudang to take two steps back.

"Wenlong, don't forget, I'm the second uncle, you actually helped outsiders to bully me, you are still not the Wen family."

"He was embarrassed to say that it was my second uncle, if it weren't for you, would our family be like this? Will my dad collapse in bed because he can't afford treatment, and will grandpa sell the house? Does my mom need to be tired and tired outside every day? The more Wen Long spoke, the more angry he became, and the anger in his eyes gradually turned into murderous: "Today I will remove you as a scourge for my Wen family." ”

A hand grabbed Wen Long before he rushed towards Wen Hu, and an indifferent voice also came from behind: "If you kill him, what is the difference between him and him, he is your elder after all." ”

"I don't care, if it weren't for him, our family wouldn't be like this, I have to kill him today." The murderous intent in Wen Long's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he shook Zhao Chen's hand that was holding him, and the force was so great that Zhao Chen's eyes flashed with a gleam.

"Let him go, my Wen family doesn't have this kind of rebel." The Wen family glanced at Wen Hu angrily, then looked at Zhao Chen and said, "This gentleman, let you see the joke." ”

"Uncle don't be angry, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." Zhao Chen also ignored Wen Hu anymore, walked up and grabbed the old man's other hand, and said, "What about Brother Wen Feng, how is he now?" ”

"He's in the house, hey......" The old man sighed, and walked in with the help of Zhao Chen and the others.

Seeing this, Wen Hu glared at Wen Long hatefully, then at Zhao Chen and Zheng Liangyu resentfully, and then turned around and ran.

Wen Long watched Wen Hu leave coldly before following into the house.

"Old man, I'm sorry for you." Ma Ming hurriedly took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the hand of the old man who led the way, and then walked in with Kang Fei.

The room was dim, the sunlight could hardly shine in, the old man turned on the light, but the wattage of the electric light was too small, it didn't play much role at all, and the furnishings were even more simple to the extreme, a few wooden stools, a table, and nothing else.

The old man took Zhao Chen directly into a room inside, because the room was in the inner room, the light was even more insufficient, and they could only barely see it clearly when the lights were on.

A bed was placed against the wall, and there was a person lying on the bed, looking at Zhao Chen and them, with a fourteen-inch old-fashioned TV in front of them, and only a chair.

"You are Zhao Chen and Liangyu?" The person on the bed suddenly said to Zhao Chen and the two, his tone was a little uncertain, but he seemed a little excited, but his voice was very hoarse, like a dying old man, so that Zhao Chen and the two heard this voice, and they didn't react for a long time.

"Uncle Wen?" Zheng Liangyu looked at the bed with some uncertainty and shouted.