In his early years, Wei Zheng was a family brother.
Because of the disability of falling legs caused by the war.
He was ill in bed until this time. He thought of many ways, even invited a miracle doctor to see him, but only slightly forced the bone fork exposed outside into his body.
But even so, it was still painful to move. A good man like an iron tower was tortured by illness for several years. He was as thin as a firewood stick.
Today, when I heard about this, Wei Zheng couldn't help asking. Zhang Feng nodded and sympathized: "as long as the bone is not broken, it should be OK. I'm going to join the tiger the day after tomorrow. If you're interested, do you want to go up and have a look?"
I'm sure I'll see it. The two decided to see the miracle of Niu Xiaohu on the mountain three days later. Then Wei Zheng hurried away and was ready to pass the good news home to make the family happy.
As soon as Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling left, without other business, they simply chatted about the recent anecdotes, but the servant of the family, who had just brought the food to the table.
A home in the yard rushed in.
Zhang Shan was a little unhappy, slightly frowned and said, "what's the panic?"
The servant talked flustered and said, "Master Zhang is not good."
Zhang Feng could not help frowning when he heard the speech. He didn't wait for him to speak, which made Zhang Shan's face sink: "bastard, you say, what's wrong?"
The servant looked at Zhang Shan and then at Zhang Feng. Then he said, "yes... An employer wants to escape."
Zhang Shan's face was cold when he heard the speech: "bastard, sir, I've been kind to them. I've served them delicious and delicious for so long. I'm going to run away. Should this be a good hall? Chase me. I want to ask what he wants to do?"
The meal was not enough. There was a flurry of chickens and dogs in the house. Some people even brought a dog. Zhang Feng looked forward to the two women walking out of the living room with Zhang Shan. He heard a noisy scolding from the back pavilion or the East Hall. When he came forward, he saw a thin body under a wax plum tree in the East Pavilion, which was chased by others. They picked up the guy, pressed the man on the ground and beat him, The man who hit him screamed and wailed.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurried forward to dissuade. At this time, all the talents stopped. Zhang Feng looked at him. Although he was covered with dirt and unkempt, he looked only about 14 or 15 years old, similar to the age of the dog man. He asked, "what's the matter with Yuyao?"
Zhang Yuyao briefly told Zhang Feng about it.
More than ten days ago, after Zhang Feng moved into another hospital, it seemed that there were a lot of meals left. Therefore, Zhang Shan decided to give all the money to the refugees in Chang'an. However, in this way, the refugees would die at the door of Zhang's house every day. It was quite helpless, but there were more and more refugees.
Seeing that there are more and more problems in this situation, Zhang Shan, among these people, picked some fairly satisfied people and handed them over to Zhang Feng's other garden steward, which can be regarded as a job for them, so as to prevent them from eating free food. However, after the matter was finalized today, these people actually had lunch, Just how someone wants to run, which doesn't make Zhang Shan angry.
Zhang Feng also probably knows a meaning.
And a little angry.
This dog is addicted to rubbing rice. I don't know. It has become a dog skin plaster. I've had dinner in Zhangjia for half a month. If the idiot doesn't say it, he's still sneaking away. If it's spread, will my Zhang Feng's reputation?
With patience, Zhang Feng followed the man and asked, "what are you running for?"
"I'm going home."
The man tore his heart and rubbed his swollen eyes and cried.
Zhang Feng asked, "what do you do when you go home? You come to work. You need to know your responsibilities."
The boy, hearing the speech, immediately howled, "my father is going to the ground."
Zhang Feng:???
Seeing Zhang Feng, the young man didn't speak and howled again: "my father wants to work in the field. If he doesn't work, he will starve to death. He can't live this year's new year."
At this time, he gathered more and more people with the boy's cry, so that the servants of the family looked at him frequently. At this time, Zhang Feng was close to the boy, and his sympathy gradually disappeared. If he was too weak, he could not frighten these people.
After all, it's a home, and there's only Zhang Yuyao and the technical field at home at this time. He's often absent. If these people think it's easy to talk, won't this price be disorderly in the future?
Who can hold them down? Zhang Feng, with a cold face, asked someone to hold a chair and sit in front of the teenager and asked, "what does this have to do with your father?"
"My father will wait for my clothes, and she will work in the field."
Zhang Feng was stunned at the speech.
The boy continued to cry: "if I don't go back, he will have no clothes to wear. If I can't get off the ground, I will have to starve. When the sun is dry, I will go back, or I will be smoked. Everyone in the family will be hungry. My brothers and sisters may not survive this year."
Zhang Feng couldn't help but be moved and asked, "you and your father wear a pair of pants?"