"However, I don't have any money, so I can't pretend I can't come." Zhang Bairen said ashamedly.

Zhang Heng suddenly raised his head on his back, took a deep breath, his eyelids jumped several times, and then he lowered his head and said sonorously: "I have the money, but I hope you can kneel down to Zuzu and your mother in front of relatives and friends to admit your mistakes!" ”

"Get on your knees!" Zhang Bairen muttered, this kneeling is too common for actors, but it has a special meaning for the old Zhang family, kneeling elders is not a problem, but kneeling daughter-in-law, it only needs to be done once, and there is no reputation when it is passed out, from now on, the men are passers-by, and women are the circle!

Zhang Bairen actually has any reputation, but now Zhang Heng has asked him to return to his hometown, and he could have earned back his reputation, but this kneeling is actually ruined.

"Also, I hope you can kneel for my sister, your daughter Zhang Yi once, this is what you owe her, you don't have to be in front of other people, just close the door!" Zhang Heng said seriously, he would not stop his sister from recognizing his father, but he would not wronged his sister, even if this person was his father.

Zhang Bairen struggled for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Kneel, I'll kneel!" ”

"Very good, there are some things that can only be known by the two of us, I hope you can take good care of your mother in the future, then, then I will still recognize you as a father, unless I die, no one in this world can touch you, and before I die, no one can hurt my mother, not even you, your son, I, these hands have killed more than once!" Zhang Heng said it directly without scruples, and couldn't tell whether it was a demonstration, or if he wanted his father to regret it, and the son did not teach his father's fault. There shouldn't be a father in this world who teaches his son how to kill.

"Murder, have you ever killed someone?" Zhang Bairen was extremely shocked. No matter how chaotic he heard about the road, so-and-so was hunted down and killed. But there are very few such things as real killings, his son is not yet eighteen years old, how has he spent the past ten years, why has it become like this, he regrets it, he doesn't blame his son, he blames himself.

"Killing people is like killing chickens, with the first time, the next time will be simple!" Zhang Heng said lightly.

"Alright. This is Park Chuncheng, who will be responsible for taking you to adapt to your new life, and I will come here to pick you up this time tomorrow! Then he turned and walked out the door.

But when I walked to the door, I suddenly turned around and said, "Two months ago, I was living next to the pigsty, I only lit a kerosene lamp for my homework, I didn't have a friend, and I was so inferior that I didn't even have the courage to talk to my sweetheart...... My mother went to the city alone eight years ago to work, helping people raise chickens, helping people slaughter, and finally opened a small butcher shop. A woman sells pork for a living, and she has to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning every day, and she is reluctant to rest even for the New Year, and her mother's family has no face to go back...... Younger sister. Sister, your daughter is twelve years old and hasn't read until now. Two years ago, before you turned ten years old, you went to the city to help your mother work, and your mother has already paid off all the debts you owe. Do you know how difficult it is for your mother to earn 300,000 yuan by working alone? After you ran away, your relatives borrowed 100,000 yuan to help you pay off the debt, my uncle. Your eldest brother hasn't repaired the building yet, and your nephew is thirty years old, because the house has not yet been married...... Zuzu, who is over 90 years old, still helps her grandson take care of her children...... Grandparents are not good at continuing to love our brothers and sisters because the uncle's family helps our family too much, the gossip of relatives behind their backs, the gossip of the villagers for ten years, and the children who grew up listening to you...... For you, it may just be an IOU laid down when gambling was on the rise, but it has affected the trajectory of the Zhang family's life for ten years......"

After a pause, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, and suddenly said coldly: "If, if it weren't for Zuzu who still nagged you from time to time, Mom would still love you, wait for you, and protect you...... Maybe I will, I will...... Forget it, it's good to go home, you have missed a responsibility to be a father, I hope you will be a good son, a good husband, a good grandfather, and a good grandfather in the future! ”

At the moment when the elevator door closed, Zhuoma didn't know if it was an illusion, but saw the tears in the corners of the barbarian king's eyes, just at that moment, the moment the barbarian king turned around, he obviously felt a strong killing intent, the barbarian king actually had a killing intent to his father, the barbarian king just called, not to say that he was already an emperor, but Zhuoma felt the kind of coldness that belonged to the emperor from the barbarian king, there is no one in heaven and on earth who cannot be killed! But fortunately, at the critical moment, the barbarian king withdrew his killing intent and was bound by hidden family affection, otherwise it was not a good thing for the barbarian clan, and it was almost impossible to enter the Central Plains, in today's pattern, this is almost impossible, what the barbarians need is stability, and strive for status in a stable environment!

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"Mom!" As soon as Zhang Heng came home, he threw himself into his mother's arms, only at this time he was like a child, maybe the memory still stayed at the moment when his mother went out to work.

"Damn, baby son, how can you be so dignified and sick again, how old you are, and you still look like a milk baby." The mother patted her son on the back and said so, but she also lost her love for her son, and the lost years of mother's love can only be made up for by the current time, and what she enjoys most is that her son is so coquettish.

"Mom, I've got the exact news from Dad!" Zhang Heng raised his head and said seriously.

The mother looked stunned and asked hurriedly: "Son, tell your mother quickly, how is your father now?" ”

My sister took the two girls out to play at this time, and Sister Chen went grocery shopping, and there were two mothers and sons at home.

Zhang Heng said loudly: "Mom, don't worry, Dad, he will be able to go home tomorrow, I have entrusted the relationship of the barbarians to send my father back, and the news that came back said that my father had just made a lot of money and was going to go home, but the specific situation will not be known until the time comes!" ”

"That's good, it's good to go home, the money has already been paid back by our family, as long as your dad can come back safely!" Mother said happily.

"Well, Mom, I want to hug you for a while!"

"Okay, mom hugs you, baby son, are you afraid that your mom won't hurt you when your dad comes back, how can it be, for mom, baby son, you are the most important, wait for your dad to come back and talk to me about him, and if he dares to say a heavy word to you in the future, mom will ......be anxious with him."

"Mom, I want to hear you sing!"

"Sing, okay, mom will sing to you, only mom is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure......"

"Mom, I'm still listening to your story!"

"Okay, okay, mom is up to you......"

"Mom, you're so good, when one day you're old and can't walk, I'll hold you like this, sing to you, tell you stories, and bask in the sun with you......"

Until the sunset, Zhang Heng was in his mother's arms, looking for the strange maternal love that had been missing, and also healing the wounds of the soul, when he turned around, he would be the sun king again, and he would be the emperor who would be in charge of the life and death of countless people!

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