Extraordinary running

"You children, really, come and come, bring anything else, sit, sit, Xiuying hasn't come back yet, are you looking for her?" The old woman said with tears in her eyes.

"Oh, it's okay, Auntie, it's not about us coming to see you today. It's this gentleman. Lao Xu once saved his life. He was very sad when he heard that Lao Xu died in the line of duty. Let us take him over to have a look. You." Feng Damao said according to the previous communication.

"Hello, auntie, hello, auntie." Chen Shen at the side hurriedly greeted the old woman.

"Well, okay, okay, sit down, sit down, don't stand." The old woman tidied up the only sofa in the hall and said.

"Hey, thank you, auntie." Feng Xiaomao replied with a sweet smile, his expression was unusually regular, and he was completely gone from his previous irascibility.

Chen Shen took a look around the house. It was on the third floor of an older building. The furniture in the room was very simple, but the whole room was relatively tidy, except for the room where the little boy was playing. In the middle of the hall of the house, there was a hanging A black and white portrait of Lao Xu, with candles lit on both sides of the portrait.

"Come, drink tea, drink tea." The old woman poured some boiled water in a small disposable plastic cup and served it to the three of them.

"Oh, auntie, let's do it by ourselves." Feng Xiaomao hurriedly got up to catch it, distributed the boiled water to Chen Shen and Feng Damao, and ran over to pour himself another glass.

Chen Shen put the cup on the table next to him, pointed at the old woman's portrait of Xu, "Auntie, can I pay homage to Brother Xu?"

"Yes, yes." With red eyes, the old woman took three incense candles beside her, lit them skillfully for Chen Shen, and handed them to him.

Chen Shen took the incense candle, held it to the top of his head, respectfully bowed three times to Lao Xu's portrait, and inserted the incense candle on the stove under the portrait.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Damao and Feng Xiaomao also offered incense to Lao Xu respectively.

The old woman stood aside, her eyes dim with tears.

The three of them stayed in the hall for a while, chatting with the old lady.

"Grandma, I want to pee~" At this time, the little boy 'Patta Pata' appeared at the door of the room wearing slippers, and said to the old woman.

The old woman dragged him into the toilet. After a while, the little boy came out and went back into the room.

It can be seen that the little boy is more obedient, unlike other children in this age group, who are very noisy.

The 3 people followed him into the room and saw him sitting on the bed, painting and drawing there very seriously.

When they got closer, the little boy had already drawn a crooked house, and now he seemed to be drawing a person.

"Little guy, the painting is very good!" Feng Xiaomao pinched his little face and smiled.

"Kids, just draw blindly. Since the teacher in the preschool taught a little bit, it's okay to draw when I go home." The old woman said kindly.

"It's good to have hobbies," Feng Damao said.

"Grandma, I'm done!" The little boy stopped, covered the paintbrush, and dangled the painting he had just drawn in front of the three of them as if asking for credit.

Chen Shen took it and saw that there were four people and a house inside.

Feng Xiaomao pointed to the house and asked happily: "Tell my sister, what is this?"

"house."

"What is the house for?"

"The house is for living in."

"Then what is this?" Feng Xiaomao pointed to a villain in the painting.

"it's me."

"What about this one?" Feng Xiaomao pointed to the man who was a little older than the villain and had braided hair.

"It's mom."

"What about this?" Feng Xiaomao pointed to another person who also had braids.

"grandmother."

"What about this big person?" Feng Xiaomao pointed to the very big person drawn by the last little boy.

"It's Dad."

Listening to the little boy's answer in a childish voice, the four people beside him fell silent.

Feng Xiaomao stroked the little boy's head and hugged him dotingly.

"Why did you draw your father so big? Isn't it the same size as your mother?" Feng Damao couldn't help asking.

"Because, because, dad is the best!" The little boy proudly raised his head and replied, and then said a little desolately: "But, mom said, dad went to catch the bad guys, and it will take a long time to come back."

Hearing what the little boy said, the old woman next to her couldn't help sobbing, got up and left the room.

Chen Shen and the three fell into silence again.

Although the little boy understands some things, he obviously still doesn't understand the major issues of birth, old age, sickness and death. He doesn't understand the meaning of his father's portrait in the hall. Maybe, even if Chen Shen and the others tell him clearly what birth, old age, sickness and death are, he probably doesn't understand it. Will believe it, because, in his heart, his father is the most powerful, how could he die?

The three of Chenshen played with the little boy for a while, and when they left the room, they found the old woman, and Feng Damao asked her, "Auntie, are you still using the bank account that the police station called you last time? "

"What account?"

"It's the account number of the Agricultural Bank." Feng Damao handed her the paper on which the account number had already been written.

The old woman took a look at it, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm old, I can't see clearly, so, I'll go and show you Xiuying's card."

She took out an Agricultural Bank of China card from the room, and Feng Damao checked it, yes, it was completely matched.

"Officer Feng, what's the matter? Is the police station going to investigate? Is there too much money? According to Xiuying, the money seems to have arrived." The old woman asked.

"Oh, no, this is the president of Liyi International. Old Xu was kind to him. I heard that Old Xu passed away unfortunately. Your family almost bought a house with a little money. So I decided to remit 30 to you." Feng Damao pointed Chen said deeply.

"Ah? There are so many, no need, no need. The police should save people, they should." The old woman hurriedly waved her hands.

"Auntie, don't refuse. Without your son, I would be miserable. I will transfer the money later. You can use it to buy a house and improve your life." Chen said with a deep smile.

"We can't ask for such a large sum of money." The old woman said again.

"Okay, auntie, that's the thing. We'll tell you and sister-in-law later, so that you don't get confused when there is an extra 30 in the account. As for the money, don't worry about it. Brother is worth at least hundreds of millions, for this little money, it is enough for him to skip a meal." Feng Xiaomao said.

"Yes, yes!" Chen Shen pretended to be dismissive, acting like a boss, but in fact his heart was bleeding. The 30 yuan he had just asked Xiao Ruobing to 'beg for alms' was gone so quickly.

"That's all right, auntie, we won't disturb your rest, let's go first." Seeing that the old woman wanted to say something, Feng Damao pulled Chen Shen and Feng Xiaomao and left Lao Xu's house.

The three of them blocked the old woman from sending her off, and left Lao Xu's house.

Looking for a bank, Chen Shen remitted the money, and when they left the bank, Feng Xiaomao looked at the sullen Chen Shen, and said with disdain: "Why? Husband of the dignified president of Liyi International, it hurts to spend such a small amount of money? Why don't you feel bad about spending money to pick up girls?"

Chen Shen looked at her eagerly, feeling extremely aggrieved and unable to say anything.

This CEO husband is a fake. Excluding the 30, there seems to be only more than 1 left in the account. It seems that I am about to live a hard-working moonlight family again. Life is hard...