Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Cao Zhifeng was slapped, but he didn't feel any hatred towards Wei Jidong at all.

Perhaps this slap was Father Wei's reaction to grief and pain, but from the words spoken by the other party, Cao Zhifeng understood the meaning he wanted to express.

Wei Jidong used this slap to say in disguise that I don't hate you.

From the perspective of Wei Jidong, who understands justice well, Wei Ting's death can be sad or outrageous, but he cannot put all the blame on Cao Zhifeng.

The other party's starting point was to prevent drug dealers from jumping over the wall, and they would not have expected such a tragic thing to happen from the beginning.

He is a layman and a father, but first of all he is a conscientious Liuluo County person.

Wei Jidong could no longer ask Wei Ting in person at this moment, but he knew that his daughter would never make a second choice after hearing what Cao Zhifeng was worried about.

He knows his own children better than anyone else.

"Captain Cao, where is Tingting now?" After Wei Jidong slapped him, he looked at Cao Zhifeng silently for a long time before he pretended to be relaxed and asked this very serious question.

He didn't even dare to mention the word corpse.

"Wei Ting is in my car." Cao Zhifeng did not hesitate. He understood that Wei Jidong had already been mentally prepared when he asked this question.

Wei Jidong sighed in despair, "It's in the car, but it's a pity that I have limited mobility..."

"I'll carry her in right now." Cao Zhifeng was keenly aware that he didn't want to mention that cruel word, so the tone of the conversation was as if Wei Ting had not left this world.

Before he could turn around, Wei Jidong interrupted him.

"you misunderstood."

"Our village has a three-day suspension of mourning. I want to spend more time with Tingting these days."

Cao Zhifeng didn't understand the conflict between Ting Ling and him carrying Wei Ting's body into the house, but he didn't say much.

"You know, there are many people in the village and I don't want everyone to know about Tingting so soon."

Wei Jidong's tone was incomprehensible. He was either afraid of strange looks or pitiful comments, or he simply didn't want others to know.

"Captain Cao, although it's very presumptuous, I still want to ask you to help me find a place in the county or city. After the funeral time, help cremate Tingting..."

By this point, his voice was too weak to be heard.

"It's not presumptuous at all." Cao Zhifeng shook his head seriously, "I happen to be going back to Yanbei now, and there happens to be a vacant house there. If you don't mind, you and Qingyun can stay there temporarily."

Wei Jidong felt the sincerity in his words, without saying a word of politeness or refusal.

He couldn't figure out how much responsibility Cao Zhifeng had to bear for Wei Ting's death, but he knew one thing. The only person he could trust now was him.

The reason why he said those entrusted words before was also very simple, that is, not only could he not trust the people in the same village, but he could also not trust several brothers and sisters whom he had no contact with for a long time.

He does understand justice, but that doesn't mean he's an idiot.

If you really entrust Qingyun to others, there is no guarantee that something will happen that shows the ugliness of human nature.

Wei Ting is no longer here.

Therefore, whether these thoughts are extremely likely to occur or whether he is unfounded, Wei Jidong will not take advantage of the only one chance to place a bet.

Cao Zhifeng is the best candidate.

He feels guilty towards Wei Ting and the Wei family, which is enough to ensure that he will not stand by and watch Qingyun's affairs.

Wei Jidong's education level is low and he is not stupid. He does not ask Cao Zhifeng to show his heart and soul, but only wants to help Yao'er a little bit, and that is enough.

"Captain Cao, in my current state, can I still follow you to Yanbei District?" He propped up the bed with his hands, moved his upper body slightly, and then smiled weakly and bitterly.

"As long as you are willing to go along!"

Cao Zhifeng looked at him from head to toe and pointed at the thin quilt on his body: "Do you mind?"

Wei Jidong shrugged without any embarrassment, expressing his casualness.

Cao Zhifeng opened the quilt directly and saw Wei Jidong's legs wearing a pair of wide shorts.

The thighs were not clearly visible under the cover of shorts. From the knees down, the legs seemed to have shrunk, dry and thin.

After lifting the quilt, Cao Zhifeng was surprised that there was no unpleasant smell in his nose, and there was even a faint scent of soap.

The mattress under Wei Jidong was also relatively dry and tidy, and he didn't feel like he had been lying in bed for a long time.

Perhaps a clean bed is a normal thing for many people, but Cao Zhifeng was still stunned for a while.

Only then did he belatedly realize the weight of Wei Jidong's words, "Tingting is a good child."

You must know that Wei Jidong's state lasted for a long time. Losing consciousness in the lower body will definitely be accompanied by a concurrent condition, which is incontinence of urine and feces.

When parents were young, it was almost normal for parents to serve their children, help them poop and pee, change diapers and scrub their bodies.

But when their parents are old, how many people can do the same thing?

Many people say it's because the children are clean and the parents are too slovenly when they are older. It's really too dirty.

But is that really the case?Cao Zhifeng thought of a sentence he saw on the Internet, which is actually just because the person who loves you is no longer there.

How many other young people can do what Wei Ting can do?

Cao Zhifeng's heart was hit again.

He finally realized that he indirectly killed Wei Ting and destroyed a family with his own hands. Maybe it was not just talk.

"I have occasional incontinence." Wei Jidong saw Cao Zhifeng's expression as if struck by lightning, and after thinking for a moment, he forced a smile.

"I'm lucky. Most of the time, when I feel like having a bowel movement, I can tell Tingting and Qingyun in advance."

"But there are times when I can't control myself. Tingting... doesn't mind being dirty either." Wei Jidong just said this and realized that this was not causing trouble for Cao Zhifeng, so he immediately added another sentence.

"Now I wear adult diapers most of the time. If they get dirty, I can just change them. After all, I can still move my arms and still have the strength to wipe my butt."

There was a trace of embarrassment on the face of this man with gray beard, "I never thought that diapers, which we didn't experience when we were young, can still be enjoyed as we get older."

Whether the tone of his words was pretending to be relaxed, or whether he really didn't take it seriously, it didn't give people the feeling of heaviness or complaint.

But Cao Zhifeng felt inexplicably sad after hearing this, and his eyes were a little red.

He hesitated several times before he thought about his words: "Brother Wei, when we go to Yanbei, I will ask someone to take care of your daily life."

Wei Jidong quickly shook his head, "I can't stand the care of others. After you help Tingting's funeral arrangements, Yao'er and I will return to Liujiaba."

Cao Zhifeng didn't answer, and without any explanation, he stretched out his arms from his chest and hugged him directly.

"Let's talk about it when we get to Yanbei."