"What are you going to do? How to treat your father? " Dong Wenfeng said with concern.


    Zhenping sighed, "I was really desperate for him before I left Shanghai. Now I think it''s too wrong. After all, he is my father. Isn''t it very irresponsible to let him go?" When it comes to moving and feeling, Zhenping is about to shed tears. Dong Wenfeng appropriately patted him on the shoulder to express comfort. He can understand such helplessness.


    "Let''s go and see your father. I haven''t visited him since I came. It''s really impolite." Dong Wenfeng said.


    Zhenping nodded and agreed. The two went to their father''s residence, but when they went, they found that their father Zhenhai was not at home at all. They didn''t know where he went. Zhenping''s disappointment on his face couldn''t be concealed. According to past experience, his father should have gone to the gambling field.


    "Come on, accompany me to a place." Zhenping said. Dong Wenfeng nodded. When Zhenping drove to a place, Dong Wenfeng found that it was a cemetery. He nodded silently. It seems that Zhenping wants to worship his mother. No wonder he stopped to buy so many things just now.


    The two men walked slowly in the clean and solemn cemetery. Zhenping saw a man kneeling before his mother''s tombstone from a distance. He didn''t recognize who it was for a time. When they approached, they found that the bent man was his father!


    "Woo woo,,"


    The sad cry came out on the man. Neither Dong Wenfeng nor Zhenping went forward to do anything, but just looked at the scene quietly. Zhenping felt a little uncomfortable, because just now he misunderstood his father and thought his father had gone gambling again. In fact, it was not. This man who values love and righteousness had to do something in a helpless way, To honor his wife.


    "Father, why are you here?"


    When Zhenhai''s cry became smaller, Zhenping went up and said, a surprise flashed on his father''s face, because since he became depressed, his son never called his father again. In addition, before his wife''s tombstone, his mood was out of control. The father and son hugged their heads and cried bitterly. Dong Wenfeng''s eyes were hot, which reminded him of his father, He left quietly because he knew that the father and son must have a lot to say.


    Dong Wenfeng found that he had drunk three pounds of Baijiu and two boxes of beer. The amount of alcohol consumed by the shop was so frightened that the shop owner was frightened that Dong Wenfeng would be in trouble. Dong Wenfeng was really drunk but he was deliberately drunk. He did not use the real spirit to relieve his alcohol and let him drink. When Dong Wenfeng blew the cool breeze to sober up, he found he did not know what time it was. A group of people followed behind him. They were sneaky. It seemed that the comers were not good.


    "Brother, take some money?" The head of the plane managed the head, which made people think of corn. Dong Wenfeng couldn''t help laughing. He was robbed by a corn.


    The head of the plane was angry and robbed so many times. When I first met each other''s laughter, I felt that the sanctity of my career had been insulted, so I was angry. "You give me a good attitude, or I''ll kill you!"


    "Hahaha" Dong Wenfeng was a little drunk, but even if he didn''t drink, he wouldn''t look at these people. He pretended to touch and saluted "OK, chief corn!"


    You!!


    Chief corn was so angry that he directly took out a spring knife and stabbed it. Dong Wenfeng leaned slightly and easily hid, "what''s the matter? Why are you still angry? " There''s even time for verbal provocation.


    This time, the man lost his mind completely. With five associates, he rushed up and wanted to teach Dong Wenfeng a lesson. Unfortunately, Dong Wenfeng could not be dealt with by many of them. A minute later, Dong Wenfeng walked awkwardly. He was unharmed, leaving four beaten people on the ground, one of whom was black and blue with blood on his scalp, This is Dong Wenfeng''s masterpiece, pulling down the corn ears.


    When Dong Wenfeng returned to his residence, he plunged into the sofa and went to sleep. He slept for more than ten hours until Zhao Qiqi woke him up the next day.


    "You wake up! I''m a girl living with you, can''t you pay attention? Go to bed, don''t sleep on the sofa, okay? " While talking, he kicked Dong Wenfeng with his snow-white feet, but unfortunately, Dong Wenfeng just turned over and subconsciously grasped Zhao Qiqi''s feet into his hand.


    Zhao Qiqi said, and her face turned red with shame. The girl''s feet can''t be touched casually.


    "Let go, let go!" Zhao Qiqi was caught and couldn''t say a complete word. She not only had soft legs and sat on the ground directly, but also was soft all over. Even her words were a little weak.


    "Huh? What''s going on? " Dong Wenfeng, who knew later, found the scene in front of him and quickly released his hand. Zhao Qiqi was scalded, retracted his feet, turned his face and didn''t dare to look at people.


    "People say that a girl''s feet can''t be touched casually. If she touches someone''s feet, she will marry someone else!"


    Dong Wenfeng woke up. What''s going on? Why did Zhao Qiqi marry herself after sleeping? Did she do something while she was asleep? Is the raw rice cooked?


    Just when Dong Wenfeng didn''t know what to say, a man broke in, impressively Zhenping. When he saw Zhao Qiqi sitting on the ground, his face turned red, and Dong Wenfeng was sleepy and disheveled, "what''s going on?"


    "Not what you think! Nothing happened between us! "


    Dong Wenfeng hasn''t explained yet. Zhao Qiqi explains first. She looks anxious. She seems to be afraid that Zhenping misunderstood something. Dong Wenfeng suddenly feels something wrong. When did this crazy girl, the devil of the world, care so much about other people''s views?


    Under Dong Wenfeng''s searching eyes, Zhao Qiqi''s face became more ruddy. Dong Wenfeng smiled. It seems that Zhenping still has a weight in Zhao Qiqi''s heart.


    "What''s the matter, Zhenping? What happened?" Dong Wenfeng changed the topic and said that some things are not fun when they are broken. It seems that Zhao Qiqi has no feeling for Zhenping.


    "Oh, yes, that''s right. Now there is a news in the newspaper. It''s spreading wildly. There are videos on the Internet. It seems to be related to you." Zhenping said as he handed over the newspaper in his hand.


    "Where does the law relate to killing in the street?"


    Such headlines were introduced into the eyes.