I couldn't help but continue to probe: "Then you are really young enough." How many children do you have in the family? ”

As a result, in the second sentence, it was seen that the old lady was indeed confused, she pointed at Cheng Xiaobo and said proudly: "Just this one son." ”

I continued to ask, "What is my son?" ”

The old lady shook back: "He is forty-four this year, and he belongs to Xiaolong." ”

Cheng Xiaobo seemed to want to interject, but I waved his hand to stop him: "My son is so old?" Auntie, your grandson has to go to junior high school, right? How are you studying, and what school do you go to? ”

The old lady frowned: "My grandson ......" recalled for a long time and suddenly asked Cheng Xiaobo, "Where is my grandson?" Oh, I have this memory, why can't I remember it at all? ”

As soon as I talked to the old lady, I was afraid that Cheng Xiaobo would say a few more words like "I'm not your son" and "You recognize the wrong person", so I hurriedly rushed to the front and said: "Don't think about it if you can't remember, my mother is only in her early fifties, and her memory is not as good as yours." ”

The old lady agreed: "When you get older, your head is not working." ”

I smiled: "How is your wife's body?" ”

The old lady sighed and said helplessly: "He didn't want us anymore, so he kicked us out." As he spoke, tears flowed from his eyes.

This kind of delirious old man is most afraid of being stimulated, and I immediately comforted: "Don't you still have a son if my wife doesn't care about us?" How filial your eldest son is? Cheng Xiaobo glared at me fiercely, I didn't care about his dissatisfaction, I picked up a roll of toilet paper from the table and handed it over: "Okay, auntie, let's not count those bad things." ”

The old lady didn't answer, just wiped the corner of her eye with the thumb knuckle of her right hand and cried silently, but didn't respond. While she was crying, I called Cheng Xiaobo out with a look in my eyes and said, "I guess that's it for today." It's not a hurry, just go back and talk slowly. I'll go home first if there's nothing else to do, can you go? Do you want me to send a paragraph? ”

He didn't have much hope: "Okay, you go first, I'll see the situation." ”

Saying goodbye to Cheng Xiaobo, I returned home. habitually charged the mobile phone, thought about it, and took out the phone that had been turned off for several days in order to avoid Lu Xiaohua and plugged it into the socket - in case this girl can't find me, it will be troublesome to harass Cheng Xiaobo's community again.

Sure enough, I was woken up by Lu Xiaohua's text message early the next morning: "Brother Chen, I have something I want to discuss with you today, I don't know if you have time?" ”

It wasn't a way to hide all the time, so I gritted my back molars and sent her the company address, then got up and washed. Before the toothpaste foam was spit out, Shi Wen's phone called: "Xiao Chen, I'm sorry I didn't have time to pay you yesterday afternoon." Well, I have something else to bother you, do you have time in the morning? I'll bring you the money myself. ”

Of course I was happy that someone was blocking the quilt and giving me money, and I was even more happy when I heard the meaning of her words, and it seemed that there was still a case to be entrusted to me: "Sister Wen, why are you so polite." Okay, come to my company, I'll be here all day. ”

Driving downstairs to the company, I saw Shi Wen's domineering luxury jeep from afar. I quickly parked the Jetta next to her, and said with a flattering smile: "It's so early, Sister Wen, have you waited for a long time?" You're going to tell me. ”

The corners of her mouth rose slightly in response, and she immediately followed me upstairs, and before she could sit down, she took out a thick envelope from her bag and handed it to me.

I weighed it with my hand and was stunned: "Sister Wen, there aren't so many, right?" ”

Shi Wen replied calmly: "Thank you very much for finding lawyer Huang Deqing for me so quickly, the extra 20% is my personal little meaning, you don't have to be polite." ”

Although I didn't open the envelope and counted it, the money in it was definitely more than two percent. Unless she's teasing me with change, it's at least double the agreed balance. Money is a good thing, but it can't be taken clearly, and I looked embarrassed: "Sister Wen, you ...... Is there anything else I can do? ”