Chapter Eighty-Five: A Father's Love Is Like a Mountain

The grandson looked at his father on the bed and didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Mo Feng also walked over, and after he glanced at the middle-aged man on the bed, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He had already seen that this middle-aged man was indeed a ghost.

The grandson looked at Mo Feng, Mo Feng closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

Tears fell from the corners of his grandson's eyes, and he reached out to touch his father, but he heard the middle-aged man say:

"Don't touch me...... Child, do you already know~"

"Dad, how can this be? You...... How could you be? "The grandson couldn't figure out why his father died.

"Child, in fact, after Dad sent you money that night, he died~"

The middle-aged man's voice is very flat, but it also reveals a taste of fatherly love.

"Why? What the hell is going on...... "The grandson cried, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time.

The middle-aged man on the bed said calmly: "There is no work to do on the construction site, so I am going to send you some money." Later, when it got dark and I didn't have a car to go back to the countryside, I wanted to go home the next day.

But I don't have a place to live, so I just squat in the corner of your school wall, thinking that I will go home tomorrow morning when I have a car for the night. ”

Hearing this, the grandson said, "Why don't you go find a hotel to live in on such a cold day?" How cold it is outside~"

The middle-aged man on the bed said: "The cheapest one to live in a hotel costs eighty yuan, and Dad is reluctant." ”

The grandson cried even more sadly, and Mo Feng and Youyou also felt that their eyes were moist.

is willing to give the child a few hundred yuan for living expenses, but he is reluctant to live in a hotel for one night.

This is fatherly love, sometimes it is not good at expressing it, there is no communication. But he is silently paying for the child and this family.

Even if you suffer hardship, even if you save money.

"It's so cold, it's so cold, you've been freezing outside all night~" The grandson said in a choked voice.

At this time, Mo Feng spoke: "You shouldn't have frozen to death, right?" ”

The middle-aged man replied: "I haven't suffered anything in my life, how can I freeze to death on the side of the road at night~~ It's just that in the middle of the night, a van was parked next to it, and a few people dragged me to the car."

When I resisted, they punched and kicked me. During this time, I saw several people tied up in the car, and I immediately knew that I might have encountered human traffickers, so I resisted even more desperately.

Seeing that he couldn't handle me for so long, a person smashed me on the head with an iron rod~ I didn't expect a stick to beat me to death. They probably took me for a beggar, and took my body away when they saw that I was dead. ”

Yoyo heard the rumors and said, "Human traffickers? Are they so rampant? ”

Mo Feng asked again: "What about later?" ”

"I know I'm dead, but I'm still going home, and the is waiting for me to come back for the New Year......... Last night, my soul was able to leave the place where I died. I was thinking of floating home, but I saw my son come out over the wall. ”

The grandson lay on the edge of the bed crying, and Mo Feng said:

"So you followed him, went to the Internet café, turned off his computer, and finally closed the Internet café?"

"It's not good to play games online, I think he should study hard and don't play games~" The middle-aged man's voice became softer and softer.

"I'm sorry Dad, I was wrong......" the grandson cried very sadly.

He really regrets it now, he feels very heartbroken, and he feels very sorry for his father.

His father worked hard outside to support his family, sent him to school, took care of his food and clothing, and would rather give him a few hundred yuan more for living expenses, and he was reluctant to live in a hotel for dozens of yuan a night in the cold winter.

But what about him? took the money that his father had worked hard to get in exchange for and went to the Internet café to play games online.

The internet café was very comfortable with heating and air conditioning, in-seat computers, and charming games.

But in the corner of the wall in the cold wind, squatting is the father who provides all the comfort for the child.

You're tapping your fingers in an internet café and you're smug in the game.

He shivered with his hands and feet by the hard wall, and squatted in the cold wind and shivered.

It wasn't until the end of your life that you knew that your father's hand had given you infinite tenderness.

But when I looked back, the body that was not tall but could shelter from the wind and rain had already been ricketized!

The grandson squatted on the edge of the bed, crying hoarsely.

The middle-aged man slowly raised his hand and wanted to touch his child's head, but seemed to realize that he was a ghost and slowly took it back.

"Son, in the future, when Dad is gone, you will be the pillar of this family~"

"Dad~" The grandson wanted to say something, but he felt his throat blocked, and he couldn't say it.

"Study hard, the money Dad has saved over the years is enough for your parents to live for a few years. When you graduate, be sure to find a good job......"

"I know, Dad, I won't play games in the future, I will study hard in the future, I will definitely get ahead!"

Perhaps this is the only promise that the grandson can make to his father at this moment, and the only word that can reassure the father.

"Okay~Then I'll rest assured~" The middle-aged man said, his voice getting smaller and smaller!

"It's daytime, it's dying, and it might be gone!" Mo Feng frowned.

Hearing this, his grandson said, "Brother Feng, what should I do?" ”

Go and call your mother and see your father for the last time, and then I'll put away my soul and give it to the fat man.

After the grandson went out, Mo Feng injected a corpse qi into the middle-aged man's soul to help it stabilize its soul for a while.

Then Mo Feng took Youyou out and said, "Let them be a family, say goodbye!" ”

Yoyo nodded, then wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Those human traffickers are really hateful!" ”

"yes, it's really hateful!" Mo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a fierce glow.

Immediately, he took out his mobile phone, called Liu Fei, told him about his grandson's father, and asked her to help, and he must find out the whereabouts of these traffickers.

These guys must be attacked, and the innocent people they have taken away, including the bodies of their grandchildren's fathers, must be found.

These people often abduct and sell people, arrest lonely women, children or beggars, buy what women can sell, and cut off the organs of men if they can use them.

It's really useless, you can break your hands and feet, cut off your tongue, puncture your eardrums, get them out and sell them miserably, and collect money for them, it's really doing everything.

These people don't die, and heaven can't tolerate it!

Liu Fei realized that Mo Feng was very angry, and she didn't dare to be careless about this matter, so she hurriedly went to investigate.

And after the grandson and his mother cried inside for half an hour, they saw that the middle-aged man's ghost was gone, so they hurriedly came out and called Mo Feng.

Mo Feng found a small black jar, stabilized the middle-aged man's soul with corpse qi, and then put it into the jar.

Immediately, the grandson with crying and swollen eyes said to Mo Feng: "Brother Feng, I want to ask you for one thing......"

"Needless to say, I know, I have asked the police to investigate, I will definitely help your father avenge and find the body. For the next few days, you will be at home with your mother! ”

Mo Feng patted his grandson on the shoulder, and the grandson nodded.

Then Mo Feng and Youyou quickly returned to the city, and when they arrived in the city, it was already dark, and it happened that Liu Fei called and said that the trafficker den had been found.

Mo Feng didn't say a word, and immediately rushed over after asking the address.