Chapter 782

"Shigong, why did he..."

The night pull machine seemed to feel something, and sighed softly: "my heart is dead. What else do I have to do with my legs?"

It is said that living is better than dying.

But sometimes it's harder to live than to die.

At that time, he couldn't find his little moon all over the world, and it was not without crazy ideas.

Only in the end, they stopped at the precipice and waited until today.

Therefore, night pulling is to understand Ming Yu.

Only those who have experienced loss can understand the suffering of living and feel the ecstasy of recovery.

Jiang Fuyue: "is his leg still saved?"

"The time is too long, delaying the best treatment period, but there is still hope for acupuncture and rehabilitation."

"Shigong," Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, "you help him."

"OK." Yeh agreed very readily, "if you can convince him."

Sting——

The elevator door opens. Ming Yu controls the wheelchair in one hand and comes out with a water cup in the other.

"I didn't find your previous cup, so I went to the bar and took another one."

Then he handed it over, with hot water in it.

Jiang Fuyue: "thank you."

Ming Yu: "Why are your eyes red?"

"Really? Maybe the heating is drying your eyes."

Ming Yu looked at the humidifier working in the corner and didn't mention anything. He just said, "drink some water and replenish water in time will be much better."

"Thank you."

……

Winter nights always come very quickly.

When they left, street lights were already on both sides of the street.

Jiang Fuyue looked straight ahead at the road and hit the steering wheel: "what do you want for dinner?"

Ming Yu thought, "do you remember the casserole rice noodles we used to go to?"

"Yes. At first you thought the environment was bad, the table was oily and the floor was dirty. You wouldn't move your chopsticks."

The man also fell into the memory, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously Rose: "later, I saw that you ate so delicious, so I tasted it, and I couldn't stop."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Well, I don't know if it's still there."

"Take a look." Jiang Fuyue immediately turned around.

……

Half an hour later, the car stopped at an alley on the second ring road.

The aroma of all kinds of food floated out from the inside, staggered and mixed, and tenaciously penetrated into the nostrils.

Jiang Fuyue inquired and found that the casserole rice noodles were still there, but the store moved from the innermost to the middle. Instead of going around to the back lane, he went in directly from the front and walked a few steps.

They went inside, and sure enough, they saw a familiar sign soon.

Only the decoration has been completely changed, and the store has been expanded. There was only one narrow room in the past, but now there are three Unicom rooms, which are divided into upper and lower floors.

"Would you like to have rice noodles in casserole? Please come inside!"

Even the service is much better.

Because it's time for dinner and business is just right, there are people at almost every table.

It was inconvenient for Ming Yu to go to the second floor. They waited for more than ten minutes before a seat was available on the first floor.

Just as the two were ready to go, a shadow quickly wiped over, "there's a seat here! Hurry up!"

A 17-year-old boy ran to the table first and sat down.

Soon, some of his friends followed.

"OK, you Mingyang, you move very fast!"

The young man named "Mingyang" raised his chin and said, "of course, don't look at who I am!"

Mingjun came over and coughed: "brother, keep a low profile."

"Yes, keep a low profile."

CEN jiuxiao looked around. "How did you choose this place? It's noisy and the environment is not very good. Why don't you change to the self-service seafood on the 26th floor of Jinmao opposite?"

Mingyang: "you don't understand! The thieves in this shop are delicious! Mingjun and I have eaten it many times. The taste is unique! If you don't believe it, try it later. I promise you'll order the second pot."

CEN jiuxiao was skeptical: "really? Cousin Mingwei, would you like to eat here?"

Another teenager who didn't speak after he came in, frowned slightly, didn't answer at the first time, but reminded: "we seem to have occupied someone else's seat."

Mingyang was uncomfortable and whispered, "brother, which side are you on? I grabbed it first... How can it become someone else's seat?"

Just then, the waiter came over and explained with embarrassment and Euphemism: "four handsome boys, sorry, this table belongs to this gentleman and this lady. They have been waiting outside for more than ten minutes, so..."

Ming Yang, Ming Jun, Ming Wei and Cen jiuxiao subconsciously turned their eyes to the two people who were ignored.

The girl is very beautiful and looks familiar.

The man is in a wheelchair, handsome, outstanding and familiar.

Four teenagers, look at me, I look at you.

CEN jiuxiao had already sat down and stood up for the first time: "sorry, we don't know."

Mingjun also got up, stepped aside and let the table out. Yu Guang secretly looked at Mingyu, especially at the wheelchair.

Minvey didn't sit. Don't get up now.

Only Mingyang, who "occupied a good seat but was empty and happy", was still sitting, with "dissatisfied" and "unconvinced" written on his face.

Mingjun hurried forward and bumped his elbow: "brother, stop making trouble. People came earlier than us."

"That's what I grabbed first..." he whispered.

Although it was written on his mouth and face that he was unconvinced, he was not coy when he got up and gave way.

"All right, all right, sit down." he doesn't bully the disabled!

Then he asked the waiter, "are there no other seats?"

"Upstairs."

Mingyang's mouth pulled, "why didn't you say it earlier?" I knew they would go up! What else are you doing here?

He turned back and said to the other three, "let's go. Let's go upstairs."

Ming Jun and Cen jiuxiao keep up.

Minvey stood where he was.

CEN jiuxiao turned back and shouted to him, "brother?"

Just then, Mingwei suddenly walked up to Mingyu and squatted down: "are you the second uncle?"

Mingyang stung under his feet and almost fell.

Mingjun was OK. He was not so surprised. He glanced at the wheelchair again. It was really him

Mingtao, the owner of the Ming family, is Mingyu's father. He is indeed the only biological son.

But before Ming Yu was born, he adopted a child, Ming Ke.

That is, Mingwei's father married Xie Yunxuan, the fifth brother of the Xie family. Speaking of it, he was Xie Dingyuan's brother-in-law.

As for Mingyang and Mingjun, they are brothers, the sons of Mingzheng.

Mingzheng is also Mingyu's cousin, so the two children should be called Mingyu——

"Uncle."

Mingjun took the lead in opening his mouth.

Mingyang reacted for a long time. "Is this really uncle? Are you sure?"

What a coincidence?

Doesn't he just want to bring his brothers to have rice noodles in casserole?

Why did you bump into your uncle who hasn't been home for 20 years?

The key is that he still grabs a seat with his uncle?!

It's over. Go back. His father won't kill him, will he?