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He knows that it has been very popular lately to touch porcelain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

An old man walked on the road and suddenly fell to the ground, looking very uncomfortable, as long as a well-wisher stepped forward to help, he must have been falsely accused.

Then he was designated as a well-wisher and hit the old man's house.

After all, when they are so old, out of kindness and compassion, many people are still convinced by what they say, so well-wishers are wrongfully accused of being the perpetrators, or now they don't dare to help the old man who falls or sits on the ground!

But as one of the five good young people in the society, who was once a young pioneer with a red scarf, Ouyang Qingfeng still exerted his due spirit.

"Old man, we have to touch porcelain with our conscience! Don't look at me in this villa area and think I'm a rich man, if you want to lie to me, you have to find the right person!" Ouyang Qingfeng still helped the old man to the side of the small pavilion to rest, and his mouth was still chattering, "Seeing that you are old, and you are also running here, you should not be a person who is short of money, why do you play with porcelain touching?"

The uncle stroked his breath at the mouth of the atrium, smoothed it out, and took a few breaths before slowly calming down.

"Are you alright?" Ouyang Qingfeng still asked with concern.

Although he had just been uncomfortable for a while, he was not deaf, and Ouyang Qingfeng could hear him clearly when he was babbling and scribbling.

"No, it's fine. The old man raised his head and stared at Ouyang Qingfeng for a long time, the expression on his face and the trembling old hand were enough to make Ouyang Qingfeng feel that this old man had lied to himself.

Otherwise, why stare at you with nothing to do, and your hands are still clutching yourself.

It's a rhythm that doesn't allow you to run!

Uncle, let's be a man with a conscience, don't be like this, I'm just a student, playing football, and I don't have much money.

"Uncle, why don't we talk about something, I won't run, don't hold my hand so tightly, okay?" Ouyang Qingfeng changed his negotiating tone, but he had made up his mind in his heart, as soon as this old man let go, he would take the opportunity to slip away.

If you are really falsely accused, where can you find money for him? If you don't have money, you will die.

"Young man, you, what's your name?" the old man asked Ouyang Qingfeng excitedly.

Ouyang Qingfeng's heart turned, if he told his real name, he would still be able to find it even if he ran away, so he thought of his trumpet, "My name is Li Lei!"

"Li Lei, Li Lei!" the old man silently read several times.

Just when he was slack, Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly broke free of his hand, and hurriedly ran, shouting as he ran, "Old man, I'm an orphan, I really don't have any money, don't chase me anymore, I don't have any money to give you!" I'll go first, goodbye, no, no, no!"

The old man saw Ouyang Qingfeng's movements flash, he was already there when he just stood up, Ouyang Qingfeng's body had already run several meters away, "Like, it's too similar, it's just like what Zhentian looked like when he was young......

The old man looked at Ouyang Qingfeng's distant back, lowered his head and sighed, "Hey, if my precious grandson were still alive, he would be about the same size now!"

Although it was only a breath, it carried endless sadness and a faint sense of loss.

Although more than ten years have passed, he has always thought it was just yesterday.

The old man walked home in a daze, and even when an old friend he had known for most of his life greeted him, he ignored him, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, his face was full of sadness and sadness.

"Master!" the old butler saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

The old man just shook his hand, didn't say anything, and then went upstairs silently alone.

When he walked to the halfway hall, he suddenly stood in his footsteps and asked lightly, "Is the young master at home?"

"Yes, in the morning, a guest from City A came to look for the young master, and the young master has not come out of the study since then!" replied the old butler respectfully.

At this time, he didn't care who came to find his son, and it didn't matter if he was from Egret Island or City A.

He just groaned, and continued to walk up to the study on the second floor.

As if hearing the sound downstairs, Ouyang Zhentian walked out of the study, looked at the old man in the corridor, hurriedly walked over, and held him, "Dad, I, I have something I want to tell you." ”

The old man nodded, and waved his hand, "Let's go, go to the study, I also have something to look for you." ”

The two entered the study one after the other, and as soon as they arrived at the study, Ouyang Zhentian locked the door of the study very mysteriously.

Seeing him so cautious, Ouyang Xingkong was a little surprised, and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, there's something I want to talk to you about. ”

Ouyang Zhentian helped Ouyang Xingkong to sit down in front of the sofa, and then stood in front of him, never knowing how to say, "I...... Actually, it'......"

"Shaking the sky, branching out, it has never been your character. Ouyang Xingkong suddenly looked up at Ouyang Zhentian, as if he had been educating him when he was a child, his eyes were full of stern colors, "If you haven't summarized how to tell me, then put it first, I'll talk about mine first." ”

"Done. ”

Ouyang Xingkong sighed, and then patted his son, "Zhentian, you are only in your early forties now, and you are also a healthy man, Dad's body is not as good as day by day, and I don't know when I will suddenly leave." ”

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Ouyang Zhentian interrupted him, "I know what you mean, but, but I...... I only love Ayi alone in my life! I really can't accept other women anymore!"

Ouyang Xingkong said in an old-fashioned tone, "Dad is old, and he doesn't want the Ouyang family to be broken, do you understand what I mean? Your second uncle is eyeing the power of the Ouyang family, you know this better than me, you look at your second uncle, two sons and a daughter, and now three grandchildren, it can be said that it is flourishing, and then look at our main line, a single seedling." ”

"Dad......"

"Shocking, Dad really can't move you, Dad really wants to hold a grandson in his lifetime!" Ouyang Xingkong was very emotional, and almost burst into tears when he said it, "Today Dad was running outside the yard and met a teenager, exactly the same as when you were young, Dad was thinking in his heart, if my precious grandson is still alive now, he must be so old." ”

"Dad, I'm ......" Ouyang Zhentian didn't know why, he would be so contrasting today.

After being silent for a long time, he finally picked up the file bag on the desk, "Dad, Yang Yan came here in the morning!"

"Yang Lun?" Ouyang Xingkong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his aura flickered, "Yang Desheng's appearance, the Yang Lun who has been your classmate for seven years in college?"

"Yes!"

"What is he doing here? Isn't there something wrong with Yang Desheng's old man?" Ouyang Xingkong said with a faint smile on his lips.

"No, Dad!" Ouyang Zhentian opened the document bag in his hand, then took out a set of documents from it and handed it to Ouyang Xingkong, "Yang Yan came here to bring me a message! Dad, Zhifeng may still be alive." ”

Ouyang Xingkong couldn't see a page just after taking over, and when he heard Ouyang Zhentian say this, the veteran shuddered and dropped the document directly on the ground.

"You, what did you say, what did you say?" he stood up very excitedly, and then looked at Ouyang Zhentian with tears in his eyes, "What did you say, what did you say?"

"My son, your grandson, may still be alive in this world!" Ouyang Zhentian said solemnly.

"Where, where?" Ouyang Xingkong almost lost control of his emotions, holding his chest with one hand, desperately following his breath, while still asking very excitedly, "Where is he! Where is Zhifeng!"

"Dad, Dad!" Ouyang Zhentian didn't expect his father to be so excited, so he hurriedly calmed down for a while, "Dad, don't get excited! He, I don't know where he is now!"

"Find, find! Mobilize all the resources of the Ouyang family, no matter what, find my grandson for me!"

Ouyang Xingkong's grandson is called Ouyang Zhifeng.

At this time, Ouyang Qingfeng, who was also in the villa, sneezed several times in a row, cursed, and continued to look for it, here like a headless fly, bumping around, and only when he hit his head full of bags did he feel like giving up, "Forget it, since God won't let us meet, it proves that we have no chance! Besides, Xinyue doesn't know that Ouyang Zhentian, and when the time comes, it will be okay to ask her to make an appointment!"

"If you can't find me, I'll withdraw!" Ouyang Qingfeng muttered to himself, and then walked out from the main entrance of the villa area generously.