When we arrived at Yongtaizhuang, He Dajun and I took a taxi to the paper shop in Leng Bingyue.

The road is actually not far, but He Dajun said that he was not angry and wanted to spend more money to vent.

Of course, it was me who paid the bills.

I thought that something had happened to Leng Bingyue and the shop should be closed, but when I got to the door of the paper shop, I found that there were people inside.

He Dajun seemed to have known the situation here for a long time, without a trace of surprise, he pushed the door directly and walked in while smoking.

As soon as I stepped behind him and stepped through the door of the paper shop, I saw a rickety figure sitting at the table with his back to the door.

I saw this back a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him for a while.

"Lao Lu, how is Bingyue?" He Dajun walked over and patted the other party's shoulder familiarly, and sat down in the chair.

"Hey, that's it."

As soon as I heard the other party's voice, a person's name popped up in my head, and when he turned his head, it was really as I guessed, it was the old man Lu who had been a substitute puppet for Yufeng before!

"Senior Lu? It's really you! "We're kind of through the same hardship, and although we're a little surprised how he could be here, we have to say hello at the very least.

When Old Man Lu heard me call him, he turned his head and squinted at me, nodded and said, "It turned out to be Xiao Zheng, you are here too." ”

I hummed, and was about to ask him why he came here, but when I raised my eyes, I saw a trace of tears flashing in Old Man Lu's cloudy eyes.

He Dajun waved his hand at me imperceptibly, signaling me not to ask questions yet, so I had to purse my lips and swallow all the questions that came to my lips.

Old man Lu raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and asked He Dajun weakly: "O army, the soul of Bingyue...... Can you still recruit it back? ”

He Dajun took a big puff of cigarette, and after being silent for a few seconds, he said in a deep voice: "I must be able to!" ”

After receiving He Dajun's affirmative reply, Old Man Lu let out a sigh of relief, his whole body sank a little, and said to He Dajun in a pleading tone: "Then the old man will thank you first." ”

After speaking, Old Man Lu stood up tremblingly, and was about to kneel down for He Dajun.

Seeing this, He Dajun hurriedly supported him with both hands, and shouted urgently: "Lao Lu, what are you doing!" Hurry up! ”

Finally helped him up, He Dajun sighed and complained: "Old Lu! How many years have we been friends, can I still stand by and watch if something happens to your daughter? What do you think you're kneeling down for me? ”

As soon as I heard this, I was stunned, Old Man Lu's daughter? Cold Moon? What's going on?

Old man Lu was so decadent that he couldn't do it, his upper body was almost paralyzed on the table, and tears flowed out of his one eye, soaking the table.

I really don't know how to describe the mood at the moment, He Dajun was originally a stern and unspeakable character, looking at the old man Lu who was over half a hundred years old crying like a child, he was stunned for a while and didn't know how to comfort him.

After a long time, the old man Lu seemed to have dried his tears, and finally slowly stopped crying, wiped his cloudy eyes, and hung his head and sighed continuously.

He Dajun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go see Bingyue first, your father and daughter haven't seen each other for decades, I think she should also let go of the hatred in her heart." ”

This sentence seemed to suddenly stab Old Man Lu's nerves, and I saw that he was stunned, a little excited, and a little incredulous raised his head, looked at He Dajun and muttered, "You...... Are you telling the truth? Ice Moon She ...... You really don't hate me anymore? ”

He Dajun frowned, struggled for a moment and exhaled: "Really, she has grown up now, I believe she will definitely understand you." ”

I stood aside and couldn't say a word, but in this situation, I couldn't ask, so I could only suppress my curiosity and slowly help Old Man Lu up under the signal of He Dajun.

As soon as my hand touched his arm, I could clearly feel that he was trembling slightly.

I looked up at his face, and my face was full of excitement.

"Let's go, let's go to Bingyue's house first." After He Dajun finished speaking, he turned around and picked up a big lock, beckoned the two of us out of the paper shop, turned around and locked the door.

Leng Bingyue's home is actually in the community behind the paper shop, that is, a turn away, we came to the downstairs of Leng Bingyue's house.

I still remember that on the way here just now, He Dajun briefly told me about Leng Bingyue and Zhong Qi, but I never expected that Old Man Lu and Leng Bingyue were father and daughter.

And Old Man Lu is actually not as old as he looks at all, his real age is actually less than fifty years old.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor, and after the three of them walked out, I suddenly felt a shock while holding the old man's hand, and turned my head to look, only to see the old man Lu standing in place with his head down, as if he was stunned there like a wood carving.

"Senior Lu, what's wrong?" I shook my hand lightly and asked.

He Dajun turned around when he heard this, and said in confusion: "What's wrong, why don't you leave?" ”

Old man Lu took my hand away, smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, I'm ...... It's just a little nervous. ”

He Dajun didn't say anything, just comforted a few words, and then walked towards the door at the innermost part of the floor.

I didn't know the inside story, so I naturally didn't know how to comfort Old Man Lu, so I could only smile and smile: "Let's go, Senior Lu, what should be faced is always to be faced." ”

Following He Dajun to the innermost part of the corridor, I looked up at the door number and saw that it said '901'.

I don't know if it was an illusion or if I was too sensitive, but when I stepped in front of the door, I suddenly felt a tightness in my chest, but when I tried to feel it again, the feeling of tightness in my chest disappeared in an instant.

Just when I was wondering, He Dajun knocked on the door of 901.

After about ten seconds, the door creaked open from the inside, and a head poked out.

As soon as I looked at the person who opened the door, I unconsciously lowered my head deeply.

It was Zhong Qi who opened the door.

"Master He, you're here. These two are ......" Zhong Qi opened the door and said hello to He Dajun.

He Dajun glanced back at the two of us, and responded, "Uh, let's go in first, it's a little inconvenient here." ”

Zhong Qi slapped his head and said apologetically: "Hey, look at my brain." Come in, no need to change your shoes. ”

I hid behind He Dajun and Old Man Lu, for fear that Zhong Qi would see my face, and my palms were unconsciously covered with fine sweat.

"Sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water." Zhong Qi pointed to the sofa in the living room, then turned around and walked into the kitchen.

I didn't dare to look up, so I could only roll my eyes and take a brief look at the room.

The house is not very large, the usable area is about seventy or eighty square meters, two bedrooms and a living room plus a balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows, and the furniture is also ordinary, not too good but not too bad.

But a shrine in the living room suddenly caught my attention.

Ordinary people's shrines will be dedicated to the God of Wealth and the like, but this shrine in front of me is actually dedicated to a cyan robe and a mustache of unknown gods.

"There's nothing to entertain at home, it's cold, let's have a cup of hot tea." Zhong Qi happened to come out of the kitchen with hot tea at this time and said with a smile.

Almost subconsciously, I raised my head, took the cup and said thank you to her.

But as I stretched out my hand, I suddenly realized...... How can I look up?

Sure enough, in the next second, my eardrums were almost shattered by a scream.

"Ahh Bastard! How are you! ”