I can't say it, although I haven't really been together for a long time.

Lin Qingyu committed himself to picking up the golden plum bottle from the ground and patting off the dust on the back.

However, the little girl locked the door completely, then took off her little shoes, sat on the bed, covered her legs with a thin quilt, leaned on the head of the bed, blushed her little face, and slowly opened the book cover.

However, after Lin Qingyu opened the first page with various emotions, what caught his eye was not something unsightly, but a line of words.

"Seeing that you are still pleasing to the eye, I will do you a favor and make this call"

That's it, and below that is the phone number.

Slightly stunned, Lin Qingyu flipped back, and it turned out to be a blank space, with nothing.

"Wow, you used this cover to deceive Miss Ben," Lin Qingyujiao shouted, but her heart was very warm.

looked at the phone number and hesitated, but remembering his father's helpless cry just now, Lin Qingyu gritted his teeth and dialed the phone number.

Not long after, Lin Qingyu hung up the phone in a daze, was stunned, put on his shoes, opened the door, and found his father who was cooking the pot in the stove room.

"Dad, don't cook yet, come with me to pick up someone."

And three hours ago, Ye Zhen bought more than a dozen cups of milk tea and put them in the trunk to keep warm, and he went to the music fountain in the center of the square to sit on the old bench.

Every time I sit here and look at the fountain in front of me that changes shape to the rhythm of the music, my heart is extraordinarily peaceful.

But this time, before Ye Zhen sat down, the recliner was already occupied.

Forty or fifty years old, most of the board head is white hair, dirty military coat, dirty face and hands.

However, what attracted Ye Zhen's attention in an instant was not the other party's body bones that were much stronger than ordinary people, as well as the calluses on the tiger's mouth and index finger, but the decadence in this person's eyes.

Sitting on a bench, with his head bowed and motionless, if he wasn't breathing, he would have thought he was dead.

However, after not sitting for a while, Ye Zhen suddenly got up and left, but not long after, Ye Zhen came back again, carrying a plastic bag in his hand, which was full of xiaolongbao, and it also exuded heat and fragrance.

Sitting back in his position, this time, the homeless man reacted, but he only glanced at Ye Zhen, or the xiaolongbao that Ye Zhen was carrying, and then retracted his gaze.

The stomach barked more and more under the seduction of the fragrance.

Ye Zhen handed the bag to the homeless man, and said indifferently, "It's cold, eat it while it's hot, and there's a cup of milk tea here."

As he spoke, Ye Zhen put the bag in the homeless man's arms and a cup of milk tea beside him.

I don't know if the calluses in his hands are too thick, and the xiaolongbao that has just come out of the cage is hot, but he didn't feel anything, he just turned his head and looked at Ye Zhen suspiciously.

"Eat it, there is no medicine in it, and I am not an organ dealer," Ye Zhen whispered.

"Thank you"

The hoarse word exited, and the homeless man was not too hot, and ate it one by one.

Seeing the fragrance of the homeless man's food, Ye Zhen couldn't help but want to taste it.

"Let me taste it?" Ye Zhen looked at the homeless man and whispered.

Hearing this, the homeless man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ye Zhen, and then didn't say a word, put the bag between the two, and motioned to Ye Zhen to take it himself, his hands were dirty.

Ye Zhen tasted one, and that's it, or this xiaolongbao is a rare delicacy in the world for homeless people.

"You should be out of the army, and it's also a special force or something," suddenly, Ye Zhen whispered.

Hearing Ye Zhen's words, the homeless man's body tensed instantly, Ye Zhen could see it clearly, and he gathered together in an instant, ready to attack like a full longbow.

It was just a moment of effort, and the homeless man relaxed, and he didn't reply to Ye Zhen's words, but the gloom in his eyes was even stronger.

"It's not a special mission, it's a wounded discharge, and you're guilty of the old mistakes of a veteran?" Ye Zhen whispered.

A true professional soldier will never be discharged from the army for almost his entire life, except in special circumstances and when he is injured.

And professional soldiers have an old problem, they are not like the reserves, they can be discharged in three or five years, they are normal to join the army for thirty or fifty years.

The modern society is developing very fast, not to mention three or five years, even those who have been reservists for three or five years have returned home, and they all feel that they are a little out of touch with society, and you can imagine what the consequences of thirty or fifty years are.

In addition to the ability to kill, he has no skills to survive in society.

Some people say that you can become a security guard, but now the security guard is not just a janitor in the past, there are also requirements for education and age.

A degree, between 20 and 40 years old, more than 3,000 yuan a month, although the treatment in first-tier cities will be better, but the requirements are also more stringent.

There can be no scars on the body, tall and mighty, and the image is good

Which professional soldier has no scars on his body? Even all over the body, missing arms and legs are common, in their opinion, this is a medal to defend the country, it is a glory.

But reality is reality.

As soon as Ye Zhen's divine soul power came into contact with it, he knew all about the homeless man.

He is the only son in the family, joined the army at the age of 16, has countless military exploits, and his parents died without knowing it, and he is now 48 years old.

Last year, when he was on a mission, he could no longer shoot accurately with his right arm, so in order not to drag it down and burden the country, he chose to retire.

I didn't accept the assistance of the veterans' support station, and I wanted to find a job and adopt a daughter or son to spend my life after work.

But none of these ideas came to fruition, because no one wanted him.

"My family is a janitor, or you go to see, although the salary is not high, but it is better to eat and live than if you wander on this street."

Ye Zhen whispered, I had this idea a long time ago, after the change of Autumn Leaf Lake, I would often come to the gate to take pictures, or I was injured because I was dead climbing the wall.

Another one, Xiao Yeyan still lacks a driver to go to school in the future.

Hearing this, the homeless man didn't even think about it, so he nodded, and officially spoke for the first time, "My name is Gao Yuan."

"Good name, so get in the car with me?" Ye Zhen got up and whispered.

After the two got into the car, Ye Zhen sat in the driver's seat, and without moving the steering wheel, the car ran by itself, and the fighter-like operation panel made Gao Yuan stunned for a moment.

In particular, a certain button is engraved with a deformation, and a weapon system or something

Ye Zhen has an indifferent temperament, he will not be out of words, and he will not ask Gao Yuan if he is not afraid of being sold.

And Gao Yuan is not afraid that Ye Zhen is not good for him, not because of Xiaolongbao, but with intuition, Gao Yuan is basically sure that Ye Zhen is not a bad person even if he is not a good person.

Again, although his right arm was wounded, his ability to kill people in close quarters was not weakened too much.

The speed of the car has been testing at the critical point of speeding, and after a while, it is back at the manor.

"Boss, welcome home!"

(End of chapter)