Walking into the three foot floor in front of the house, Zhou Ming stepped on the blackened steps and saw a dark middle-aged man sitting at the door.

Counting up, I haven't been home for half a year. I haven't seen it for half a year. My old father's head is already half white.

"Dad..."

Zhou Mingmu was sour and astringent, and he called softly in his throat.

People are not plants, who can be merciless.

Even if Zhou Ming has inherited the memory of tens of thousands of years in his previous life, his feelings still remain unchanged.

If we want to cut off the dust and become an immortal, he can't do it. At least now, he can't do it.

He is not born to grow, he is flesh and blood, but a gift from his parents. Now he lost his original body, but in the depth of his soul, he still has this deep kinship.

Zhou Zhixing was sitting on a small bench at the door, knocking his pipe. When he heard the call, his heart twitched. He raised his head, a pair of vicissitudes of the eyes toward the people came over.

After seeing Zhou Zhixing's face clearly, Zhou Ming had mixed feelings in his heart.

That serious face, at this time a little less resolute, a little more years of vicissitudes.

I don't know when there are more wrinkles on the dark skin that has been exposed to the wind and sun all the year round. Now, the old father reveals a dispirited old state.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Minggang's voice is very small, Zhou Zhixing looks at this beautiful girl, reaction, eyes emerge a little puzzled.

Zhou Ming converged and said to Zhou Zhixing with a smile, "Hello, uncle. I'm Shen Yue who called you the day before yesterday."

"So you are Shen Yue. Come in and sit down."

Zhou Zhixing stood up and gave Zhou Ming a stiff smile.

When Zhou Ming walked into this house which he could not be familiar with any more, he felt uneasy. After more than 20 years, his family was as small as before.

In the living room of 20 square meters, there is a big round table with several small wooden benches beside the table. On the edge of the flower board that day, there is a nest of small sparrows.

Looking up at this nest of sparrows, Zhou Ming could not help but see a soft color on his face. Over the years, this nest of sparrows has changed generations. Up to now, there are still nestlings living in this small nest with countless grasses and vines.

Zhou Zhixing took a look at the sparrow nest and said, "I don't know how many sparrows have been changed in this nest. Now, they are still reluctant to give up."

The existence of these new lives can always bring a little vitality to people.

Zhou Ming said with a smile, "uncle, you are really lucky. Sparrows can bring happiness to the family."

"Well, it's the old generation's saying that there is a happy promotion. I'm afraid I don't have the word "festivity" in my life

Zhou Zhixing thought of his own experience, but shook his head.

"Uncle, this card is the savings left by Zhou Ming. There are 100000 in it. The password is Zhou Ming's birthday."

Seeing Zhou Zhixing's expression, Zhou Ming could not help sighing to himself that he had suffered his old father for so many years. When her mother was sick, her father borrowed money from all over the world to fill her mother's high medical expenses. Because there is no knowledge and culture, Zhou Zhixing can only work as a coolie to obtain financial resources.

At that time, because his father worked too hard, he fell ill on his waist and legs.

Now he wants to work in the field, but he has no strength in his heart.

"Keep the money."

Instead of reaching for his hand, Zhou Zhixing went to the table where the sundries were placed, picked up the kettle and poured a bowl of warm boiled water from a tea bowl.

He put the bowl of warm boiled water on the round table, with a wisp of warmth on the surface, and said to Zhou Ming, "Xiaoyue, uncle, there's nothing to entertain you here. Don't mind."

Zhou Ming sat down in front of the round table, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of warm water, and said with a smile, "no, I grew up in the countryside. I've been used to life here for a long time."

He quietly put the card on the table and didn't mention the matter just now.

"That's good."

Zhou Zhixing moved a stool to sit down, and pinched his left leg with his hand. "You must have not had a meal since you came here so early. I'll kill an old hen and stew a soup later. Don't give up and hurry."

"Don't worry, uncle. I'm not the delicate princesses in the city. I came here today to relax in the village and talk to you. I can't wait for you to cook for me. "

Zhou Ming had a smile on his face, but his heart was very bitter. When he came home a few years ago, Zhou Zhixing also told him that he had been reluctant to kill the old hen at home and kept it to lay more eggs. But now, Zhou Zhixing is facing himself and says with a smile that he wants to kill the chicken and stew for himself.

This huge contrast made Zhou Ming feel very uncomfortable.

He knew that Zhou Zhixing had been relatively poor in the past two years. He gave back all the money he had transferred to his card to his relatives.Zhou Zhixing didn't tell Zhou Ming about the loan. After he went out to work, Zhou Ming went home to visit his relatives. He happened to know that his mother, Zhou Zhixing, had borrowed the money from door to door in order to raise her mother's medical expenses.

Zhou Ming didn't say anything about Zhou Zhixing's borrowing money from him. He has been struggling in the society in order to make himself and his father live better.

Knowing that Zhou Zhixing was still in debt to his neighbors, Zhou Ming began to work hard. At that time, he didn't think so much and didn't tell Zhou Zhixing that he already knew about borrowing money.

All he knows is that he's still young and can fight! As long as you don't fall down, make money desperately!

Although he found a job with a high salary, Zhou Ming was just a new employee. Under the squeeze of the company and his own overdraft, Zhou Ming finally fell on his desk.

Although he knew that his original body might have died, Zhou Ming did not regret it.

It's his choice to work overtime. No wonder no one can say that he was a bit nervous at the beginning and went into a dead end. Then he couldn't turn out again.

If he had known how to make good use of his network technology at that time, he might not have worked so hard and would not have let his body overdraw to the limit and died suddenly in the company.

But fortunately, after one year's hard work, he has returned all the money to the people in the village. Zhou Zhixing is also very pleased to see this. He knows that his son is promising.

Today, during the Chinese new year, it is rare for Zhou Ming to return home. Zhou Zhixing, who has always been reticent, seldom said a lot of intimate words to him.

I remember the suffering of Xue's illness and death, and now I feel relieved.

Zhou Ming was very clear about how much his father had suffered and how many people had mocked him.

His son's efforts made him get rid of this embarrassing situation. Before he could be happy, his son was not heard from.

"Xiaoyue, is Zhou Ming really missing? What's your... Relationship with him? "

Zhou Zhixing looked at the girl in front of him and asked.

Although Zhou Ming was astringent, he shook his head and said, "I don't know where Zhou Ming has gone. He and I are good friends."

"Well, it's OK that this boy didn't worry for me since he was a child. It's ok if he didn't come back."

Zhou Zhixing stood up with some difficulty. Dragging his numb left leg, he slowly walked out to the yard where the poultry were kept.

Zhou Zhixing looked at the old hen squatting on the grass, and his eyes were slightly distracted. Originally, he planned to wait until the end of this year when Zhou Ming came home and slaughtered the hen to mend his body. Now it seems that he can't wait for that day.

Zhou Zhixing felt the pain of life. His wife died, and now even his most relieved son left him.

After paying off the debt, life turns pale.

When Zhou Zhixing learned that Zhou Ming was missing, he rushed to Mordor with great anxiety. In this crowded metropolis, he was rejected by Zhou Ming's company. The police gave him a result waiting for notice.

In this way, Zhou Zhixing went back to his village by train.

A thousand miles away, a thousand miles back.

After going back and forth, Zhou Zhixing was extremely disappointed.

Today, Shen Yue's arrival brings Zhou Zhixing a bit of surprise. However, his inner expectation is still shattered in the face of the naked reality.

His last hope failed.

Zhou Zhixing understands that on the official side, it seems that Zhou Ming is missing, but Zhou Ming may have encountered something unexpected or something unexpected.

Missing is just a self deception.

For more than three months, Zhou Ming never contacted him again.

Even if his son entered the MLM and called back to deceive himself, it would be better than the situation where there is no news now.

But today's situation makes Zhou Zhixing very worried. He doesn't know what accident happened to Zhou Ming and whether he has died.

Under the anxiety of day and night, Zhou Zhixing's whole life has become a lot older, and even the hope in his heart that supports him to live has become dim with the passage of time.

"Uncle, you don't need to kill chickens. I've been having stomach trouble recently. Just eat something light."

A light voice sounded behind him. Zhou Ming came to the courtyard and looked at the hen lying on the grass.

"It's just as well."

Zhou Zhixing stood outside the fence. After all, he didn't enter the fence and grabbed the old hen who was laying eggs.

Zhou Zhixing said with a bitter smile, "Xiaoyue, then you can only eat some vegetables and coarse grains planted by your uncle."

"Well, I haven't eaten coarse grain for a long time. It's time to adjust today."

Zhou Ming's eyes flashed a weak color of sadness, said with a quiet smile on his face.