Duan Hong's mother Ma Cuihua's dry hand rubbed Duan Hong's face and dried his tears. She said, "Hong, did your mother hurt you just now?"“ No, Hong's flesh is thick. If you don't listen to my mother, you should fight! " Duan Hong looks at the crow's feet in the corner of Ma Cuihua's eyes and caresses them gently. Duan Hong is Ma cuihuahuai's third child. She suspected that she had miscarriage for no reason in the first two times, but gave birth to a black and thin baby for the third time. Therefore, Duan Hong is more precious to her than the ordinary children. He has been away for six years. Except for a letter and a recent phone call, he has heard nothing. It's like taking away Ma Cuihua's heart and soul. Duan yuan secretly wiped away his tears, sat on the other side of Duan Hong, took his hand and said, "Hong, do you still want to go this time?" Looking at her sister who fed her chicken soup in the morning, Duan Hong shook her head. Through her expression, she basically understood the current situation and said, "mother, sister, don't worry. I won't leave this time, and I've made money." Duan Hong reached out to touch his trouser pocket, and there was nothing else outside the silver flat wine bottle. I just remember that my bank card and some of my things were all left in Lincoln's car. Strangely, I didn't have my mobile phone. I remember when I was fighting in the bar, I took my mobile phone with me. Maybe I lost it on the road. Ma Cuihua saw Duan Hong touch his body for a long time, and his face turned green and red. She said with a smile, "Hong, my mother doesn't worry about how much money you earn. As long as you are happy, as long as you are healthy. The doctor said that you have no big problem, but you are too weak. You see you are thin. Have you suffered a lot outside these years?" Duan Hong softened his heart and shook his head. "No, Hong is better outside. I really made money. The money for treating my uncle's illness just happened. I'll get it back in two days." What he is thinking about now is how to contact Wure, which is a prefecture level city with millions of people. He doesn't know where to go to find him. Duan yuan asked, "Hong, tell me how to lie in the watermelon field of Lao Zhu's family?" You can't tell Duan yuan about the fight in the bar. Duan Hong's brain turned and quickly thought of an excuse to hold his feet and said, "is that right? The land belonged to the old Zhu family. At that time, I didn't know what was going on. When I came back from my aunt to the station, this - as soon as I woke up, I was in this bed. " Duan yuan and Ma Cuihua look at each other. They all know that Duan Hong is lying. Since he doesn't say it, it's not good to just meet and keep asking.