"What do father and son think my mother and I have been doing all these years?!My mother has been kicked out of the house and brought me as a baby to live desperately, I can hardly imagine how difficult it was for my mother to live during that time in order to earn enough money to raise me, since I can remember that my mother and son have been swept away by the original landlord more than once, if the uncle who had a good relationship with my mother often helped us, we would have been living on the streets a long time ago.

Since I was a child, I have been bullied by my classmates, because I am a child without a father! I was insulted and beaten, and I could only hold back silently, not daring to tell my mother about this, because I didn't want her to worry, and even afraid that she would let me transfer to another school, which would definitely cost more money, and my family situation at that time did not allow us to spend any more money.

Five years ago, my mother was diagnosed with a heart disease that was difficult to treat because she missed my father for many years.

Two years later, my mother died of this heart disease in the hospital bed, and before leaving, she told me that she still loved my father deeply, and told me that I was the child she had with him, and she didn't know why the results were like that, but she was extremely sure that I was his biological son!

My mother was deeply in love with the man who didn't care about her until she died. Zheng Ziming took a deep breath and said in a deeper tone:

"My mother died unexpectedly when she was in college, and her grandparents and grandparents all passed away, leaving her alone, and her relatives were reluctant to take my mother in at that time, thinking that she was an adult and able to earn her own money.

But my mother was just an eighteen-year-old girl hiding under the wings of her parents, and at that age, how many girls could live independently in this society?

It was at that time that a young man helped her, and that young man was my father, and my mother fell hopelessly in love with my father.

It can be said that my father is my mother's only support in the world.

Because of this, I can't forgive the grandfather who was able to kick my mother out of the house in that state!

I hate them not because they have ignored me for eighteen years, but because of my poor mother!

I can ignore whatever torture I have suffered over the years, I can throw it aside! But they alone made my mother suffer so much, which is unforgivable!!

Even if my mother still loves my father when she dies! Even if my deceased mother wants me to forgive them! Even if what I have experienced all these years is a misunderstanding! Even if they kneel down and apologize! No matter what—I just can't forgive them anyway!!"

Zheng Ziming almost finished the last paragraph with a roar, no matter how he behaved in a flat tone when he said this past, but at the end, that kind of angry anger couldn't help but vent out.

After shouting and saying these words, Zheng Ziming gasped slightly, took a deep breath to adjust his excited emotions, and then looked at the three people who were already silent: "Now you understand why I said that it is impossible to reconcile between me and that old guy, right?"

Luo Miao nodded silently.

"Please go back!"

Luo Miao and the others left, and they couldn't intervene in the matter between Zheng Ziming and the old gentleman at all, and Zheng Ziming's resentment was almost impossible to resolve after his mother left.

If Zheng Ziming's grandfather and father were only deceived by others, then how wrong was Zheng Ziming and his mother? Helpless, she was kicked out of the house by her "father", and the man she loved ignored her, how desperate should Zheng Ziming's mother be in that situation?

The most innocent of this tragedy are their mother and son, and no one can blame them.

"What are you going to do next?" Zheng Ziming's resentment against his father and grandfather is almost impossible to reconcile. An Zhe looked at Luo Miao next to him.

"I didn't have much hope. Luo Miao sighed after speaking, "This is really an out-and-out tragedy, if it weren't for that traitor's conspiracy, this would have been a happy and complete family......"

"Blame the father for not trusting his wife enough, and if the father believed enough in his wife's fidelity to him, he wouldn't have been like this if he stopped their mother and son from being kicked out of the house by his father. An An'er said, she seemed to have an aversion to the father in this story.

Luo Miao thought about it, and felt that there was nothing wrong with what An An'er said, if Zheng Ziming's father trusted his wife enough, it would not be such a regrettable ending today, but think about it, if a man is really betrayed by the woman he loves deeply, it is not incomprehensible to make such a move.

Alas...... This kind of other people's family affairs are the most difficult to judge.

"Go to the old gentleman, it seems that we can't help him with this favor. ”

......

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rang, the old man opened the door, and saw that it was Luo Miao and An Xin'er, and there was a faint hope in his eyes: "Two little friends, how is it......?" Would you like to see me?"

Looking at the hope in the old man's eyes, Luo Miao's words that had originally come to his lips suddenly choked, and he shook his head: "I'm sorry, old man, we don't know how to convince him." ”

The hope in the old man's eyes slowly dissipated, and his hand on crutches trembled: "This ...... Is that so?"

Luo Miao sighed secretly and said, "Old man, I don't know if you have heard Zheng Ziming tell you these words?"

After speaking, Luo Miao gave Bai Mi a look, Bai Mi understood, flew forward and played a recording - this recording was Zheng Ziming's original words at that time, and Bai Mi secretly recorded it for him at that time.

Zheng Ziming's tone in the recording gradually changed from calm to low and excited as he told the past, when he heard Zheng Ziming being bullied by his classmates and didn't dare to tell his mother when he was a child, the old man's tears rolled down like a collapsed dam, and when he heard that his mother still loved his son deeply before his death, he almost couldn't stand up, but fortunately, Luo Miao on the side hurriedly helped him to avoid falling.

The old man wept silently, until today he didn't know that Zheng Ziming's childhood was so painful, and the experiences of Zheng Ziming's mother and son seemed to turn into a sharp knife that penetrated deep into the old man's old heart, stinging incomparably.

If he hadn't listened to that traitor and trusted his daughter-in-law, if he hadn't forcibly kicked their mother and son out of the house, if he hadn't turned a blind eye to their mother and son, then all this would not have been so irreparable!

His grandson spent such a childhood, his daughter-in-law died of illness, and his son went deep into the group of desolate demons many times to seek death because of his guilt and remorse for his wife, and finally was besieged by a group of desolate demons, and even the bones could not be recovered - all of this was caused by himself!

If he could, he was willing to use his life to save all this, but this could only be a fantasy, and what happened could not be changed.

After leaving the old man's residence, Luo Miao couldn't forget the old man's tears of remorse for a long time, although all this could be said to be caused by the old man, but he was only one of the deceived back then, and the look of remorse and tears was really sympathetic.

After looking at the time, it was almost noon, and Luo Miao simply proposed to return to the hunting house after lunch.

In a restaurant, Luo Miao was pulling his food a little absentmindedly, and suddenly he felt a gaze staring straight at him - it was An Zhe.

Luo Miao, who came back to her senses, realized that she didn't know when she had been serving food to An'er, and An'er ate quietly without refusing.

Seeing Luo Miao's movements, An Zhe slowly changed from gentle to sharp gaze, Luo Miao's hand stiffened, and he quietly withdrew his chopsticks - An Zhe seems to have some special feelings for Anxin, and he should concentrate on eating with Anxin in the future to avoid this situation again, why do you always subconsciously serve food to Anxin?

After An'er ate quietly, she saw the food in front of Luo Miao that had barely been touched, and said, "You seem to be a little absent-minded." ”

"Ah, yes. Luo Miao generously admitted.

"Is it because of the old gentleman?" An'er asked after a moment's thought.

Luo Miao nodded.

"What happened to that family is indeed very regrettable and sympathetic, and the appearance of that old gentleman just now is really worrying to watch. An Zhe took a sip of water and looked at Luo Miao, "Do you want to help him?"

"A little, but I want Zheng Ziming to forgive his father and grandfather who almost killed his mother with his own hands...... It's a bit impractical......"

......

After sending Luo Miao and the others away, Zheng Ziming looked at the frost on the sofa and sighed again, used some tools to deal with the frost, he turned on the computer again, and began to code.

But maybe it was because Luo Miao and others reminded him of what happened when he was a child, which made it difficult for him to enter the state of writing, and Zheng Ziming, who saw that he was not in a state, simply gave up today's writing: Forget it, let's start writing again tomorrow, the manuscript is enough for half a month, and I just want to go out to collect wind during this time.

Zheng Ziming is slightly different from some online authors, he likes to collect wind to obtain materials, and in the process of collecting style, he can also observe actual objects to make his novels more realistic, such as how some criminals in his novels dodge the camera clips - he has carefully studied the camera locations in them.

Some of the fragments in his novels are very close to the actual situation, although many readers don't care about these small details, and think that they can enjoy watching it, but Zheng Ziming's writing style has also allowed him to gain a lot of loyal readers, although this matter is not suitable for online authors who update every day, hmm...... There are pros and cons.