poor couple

"Here you are!" Wang Xiaosong took a large insulated lunch box and handed it to Zhao Weiguo.

"what?"

"My mother said, you are a man who definitely doesn't know how to stew soup. Let the nanny stew, and you don't know what to use to fool you two. So yesterday I asked my wife to buy mushrooms and chicken, and boiled it for three hours. Soup Just give Yuanyuan more water, and you can eat more meat scum."

"Keep it for your mother, she's still in the hospital."

"I bought two, one for yours and one for mine. Fortunately, it's cold now, so I'll take them back this afternoon."

"Thank you." Zhao Weiguo took the large insulated lunch box, "When will Aunt Wu be discharged from the hospital?"

"It's just this Saturday. The doctor said that the cracks in the bones have grown together. Now I'm resting at home and doing some exercise slowly."

"Okay, I'll pick up Aunt Wu with you on Saturday."

"Okay, I'll call when the time comes." Wang Xiaosong patted Zhao Weiguo on the shoulder, took a hard hat and put it on his head. Just as he was about to go to work, he saw the foreman leading a group of people to the construction site.

Zhao Weiguo put away the insulated lunch box, and took out a safety helmet to put it on.The group of people just passed in front of them and walked towards the building where the main body had already been built.The middle-aged man who walked in the front with his hands on his back was wearing a white shirt with his stomach full, looking like an official.Zhao Weiguo was slightly taken aback.

Wang Xiaosong turned his head and saw him standing there in a daze, and tugged at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Weiguo looked straight at the group of people and didn't speak.

Wang Xiaosong twitched again: "Why are you in a daze."

Zhao Weiguo came back to his senses and looked at Wang Xiaosong: "That person..."

"Du Lingtao?"

"Do you recognize?"

"Who doesn't know it? There are photos of him and the mayor on the wall of the foreman's office. He will be on TV and newspapers if nothing happens. He can be regarded as the number one person. I heard that his villas are built like palaces. The bases bought for his mother are all more than a hundred square meters."

Zhao Weiguo raised his eyebrows, "His son..."

"What happened to his son?"

"It's nothing..." Zhao Weiguo said dully, frowning and went to his control room.

Du Lingtao walked around the construction site and took a picture with the foreman and some people who came with him from a better position.Zhao Weiguo looked at him through the glass window of the control room.I don't know if he knows about his son Du Fei hitting someone with a car.The fat old lady warned him not to mess with them, he couldn't afford to mess with them.Could it be that Yuanyuan should just lie at home in vain?

Wang Xiaosong knocked on the door, Zhao Weiguo recovered and looked at him.

Wang Xiaosong opened the door and came in, "What are you thinking? Didn't you hear that Lao Zhang yelled his throat through the intercom?"

"No, what's the matter?" Zhao Weiguo looked back at his walkie-talkie.

Wang Xiaosong turned on the button of the machine and looked at Zhao Weiguo, "What are you thinking? I'm not in the mood. Is there something wrong with Yuanyuan?"

Zhao Weiguo shook his head and stared blankly out of the glass window: "If one day I find out who the person who bumped into Yuanyuan is, what do you think I should do?"

"Fuck, beat me to death!" Wang Xiaosong lifted his spirits, "Did the Public Security Bureau catch someone?"

Zhao Weiguo shook his head again.

"Fuck, this kind of bastard, dare to bump into people and dare not take responsibility, and I don't know that he sleeps peacefully every day. He is too wicked, and he will definitely have no asshole in the future when he has a son." Wang Xiaosong said a lot of cursing, Zhao Weiguo I saw Du Lingtao and his party leaving the construction site in a car and leaving.He pushed open the door of the control room, trying to chase after him.Wang Xiaosong looked at him in surprise, "Where are you going?"

When Zhao Weiguo ran to the gate of the construction site, Du Lingtao's car had disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Weiguo still wanted to chase after him, but Wang Xiaosong followed, "I said Brother Zhao, what's going on with you this morning?"

Zhao Weiguo looked back at him, kicked the cement block on the side of the road heavily, and returned to the construction site.Busy to get off work, Zhao Weiguo came home and saw Fang Lebin was shaving Zhao Yuanyuan's feet again.Zhao Weiguo sat by Zhao Yuanyuan's bed and stared at the motionless Zhao Yuanyuan.

"Let's eat!" Fang Lebin scraped for a few minutes and put away the horn slices.Only then did Zhao Weiguo come back after wandering around: "Aunt Wu asked Xiaosong's wife to cook a box of chicken soup for me to bring back."

Fang Lebin went to the living room and saw the lunch box. He opened it and looked at the stewed chicken with mushrooms. It seemed that the chicken had been stewed for a long time, and the chicken fell apart.He poured the chicken soup into the pot to heat it up, and after a while the smell of chicken soup filled the room.

Fang Lebin filled a bowl of soup and put it aside to feed Zhao Yuanyuan later, he and Zhao Weiguo each filled a little: "Let's eat."

"Oh," Zhao Weiguo sat down stiffly, drinking the soup casually.

"What's the matter?" Fang Lebin drank the soup in the bowl: "Tell me and listen. I may not be able to come up with any ideas. Maybe I can give you some advice."

Zhao Weiguo put down the bowl and exhaled heavily, "I know the person who bumped into Yuanyuan."

"Who?" Fang Lebin suddenly shook.

Zhao Weiguo rubbed his face: "Do you know that Du Lingtao, the developer, responsible for the renovation of the old city..."

"he?"

"His son."

Fang Lebin stared blankly at Zhao Weiguo, with his mouth open and closed for a long time.It took me a long time to come back to my senses, my mind was empty.No advice, no ideas at all.It took a long time to ask: "How do you know?"

"Do you remember that fat old lady you met at the swimming pool, she said it."

"That..." Fang Lebin wanted to say, "Then call the police." Then he thought, everyone in the city knows who Du Lingtao is, and he ranks among the top ten richest people in the city.Such a person must have a complicated network of relationships. Can a person like Zhao Weiguo be provoked?

Zhao Weiguo stared fixedly at the chicken soup in the bowl: "The one at our construction site is also one of the old city renovation projects..."

Fang Lebin got up and filled a bowl of rice and handed it to Zhao Weiguo, "Eat first."

Zhao Weiguo looked up at him, "I can't eat it."

Fang Lebin didn't know whether he should persuade him or not.It was his daughter who was hit. Now the little girl is like a plant, unable to speak and unable to move. Every day, she is fed food that is pounded like a paste through a catheter.Although he and himself are working hard to hope that she will wake up one day, no one knows which day it will be.

"What do you think?" Fang Lebin asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Weiguo clenched his fist, the veins on his fist coiled on the back of his hand like earthworms.

"Calm down first, don't be impulsive," Fang Lebin went to pour a glass of water for himself and Zhao Weiguo, "Don't be so hotheaded that you can't be rational."

"Then..." Zhao Weiguo slid his fist vigorously on the table, "I can't let Yuanyuan lie in vain like this. That rich second generation may not even know what kind of trouble he caused. He almost ruined her life." lost my daughter."

"Are you planning to call the police? Or are you planning to go directly to Du Lingtao's son?" Fang Lebin slowly turned the teacup in his hand and looked at Zhao Weiguo calmly, "Call the police, will the fat old lady come out and help be a witness?"

Zhao Weiguo shook his head. The fat old lady has been reluctant to say anything, so she definitely didn't want to cause trouble.

"Then find the rich second generation himself? If you see him, what are you going to tell him?"

Zhao Weiguo's mind was in a mess, what Fang Lebin said was indeed what he needed to think about.But he can't think of anything now.But no matter what, it was impossible for him to swallow his anger as if nothing had happened.When a person makes a mistake, even if he doesn't have to take responsibility for it, at least he should apologize.