Thirty-six hours later, Fengyinglou finally set foot on the land of his hometown again.

The leisure club, which was built magnificently and was once one of the city's landmark buildings, has long been submerged among the tall skyscrapers.

Anyone who walked by it would have thought that thirteen years ago, there were two underage children sitting in that dilapidated small square, drinking in front of thousands of people.

, and finally used this place as the starting point to rewrite the fate of the two of them in their future lives?

As for whether this change is lucky or unfortunate, let the time in the future witness it!

When Fengyinglou finally found his home and pressed the doorbell, the door was opened. What appeared in front of Fengyinglou was not his mother, but seven children, big and small. Although they did not know each other.

They are related by blood, but they are both children adopted by Feng Hongwei from all over the world. Feng Yinglou is now the eldest brother of seven younger brothers and sisters.

Among the seven younger brothers and sisters, the oldest boy looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked at Fengying Tower and called out in a low voice: "Brother."

Fengyinglou nodded, looked at the somewhat messy home, and suddenly asked: "Who has been here?"

"The Disciplinary Inspection Commission sent people to search the house, and the Criminal Police Team of the Public Security Bureau also sent people."

Fengyinglou frowned, "Discipline Inspection Commission?!"

"They said that my father was the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau, but he was committing theft. When they came, they still had the document issued by the Discipline Inspection Commission in their hands, saying that they wanted to 'double-regulate' my father. That day, my father did not come back all night, and later the Criminal Police Team

People who came here said that when my father knew what had happened, he ran to the chemical plant and committed suicide in the saltwater pool. In order to investigate and collect evidence, they also searched the house."

Saltwater pool!

Hearing this word, Feng Yinglou's body froze slightly. His eyes moved and fell on a younger brother who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, but there was a hint of wildness in his eyes, "The look on your face

What happened to the injury?”

"My classmates at school said that my father was a corrupt official and a bad guy who deserved his death. Even if he didn't commit suicide, he would be sent to the execution ground to be shot. I got anxious and rushed to beat them. As a result, three of them beat one of me."

"Did you win?"

Facing Fengyinglou's scrutinizing gaze, the eleven-year-old brother raised his chin, which was bruised and swollen by others' fists: "I cried two people!"

Fengyinglou nodded, "Not bad!"

The seven younger brothers and sisters standing in front of him are all adopted children by Feng Hongwei. Each of them has experienced family tragedy. In terms of strength, those who live in a greenhouse have no idea about the warmth and warmth of the world. Others

When something happened to their family, not only did they show no sympathy, but they also stood aside and sneered at them, how could they possibly compare with them?

"Squeak..."

Under the gaze of his seven younger brothers and sisters, Fengyinglou pulled off the curtains and opened the window, allowing fresh air to flow directly into the entire room. Just as Fengyinglou's eyes briefly glanced outward, his eyes suddenly

She shuddered slightly. Only then did Fengyinglou know why her younger brother and sister had to close all the curtains even though it was daytime.

In this world, there are war reporters like Nona who are active in the most dangerous areas at the risk of taking risks in order to let the audience see the most real and original news at the first time;

Journalists who are dedicated to the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, and continue to dedicate one human tragedy and comedy to the audience in front of the TV; there are journalists who are not afraid of power, have the courage to expose the inside story, and let the corrupt officials be exposed to the world;

But there are also paparazzi who dream of success and fame every day but are unwilling to take risks, so they always like to target vulnerable groups.

Standing opposite the window, as soon as the curtains were opened, the reporters raised their cameras and took pictures of the crackling lights inside, with the white light of the flash flashing continuously. This was undoubtedly the consequence.

"How long have they been squatting outside?"

Hearing the question about Fengying Tower, the faces of several younger brothers and sisters were full of disgust and resistance. For more than two days from the time Feng Hong's great incident happened to now, those reporters who are known as the uncrowned kings have been squatting nearby.

, as long as they walk out of this home, they will be chased and intercepted by reporters, asking them all kinds of questions.

Those reporters, who are simply paparazzi, no one is willing to understand the panic that a few children feel when facing a big change in their family, and no one can understand the feeling of a woman losing her husband and having the sky collapse in an instant.

Feeling helpless and deeply sad, they could confidently stay nearby by saying "the public has the right to know." They could use themselves and the cameras in their hands to form an invisible line of sight on the people in the room, but they still

Real pressure.

Fengyinglou did not close the windows again, let alone draw the curtains, "Go find the guys, if you can't get rid of all the flies outside, don't come back."

Seeing that the seven younger brothers and sisters were looking at each other, but no one immediately followed the instructions, Fengyinglou darkened his face, "In this world, there have always been few people who help when times are right, and many who add insult to injury. We can never expect them to show mercy, let alone

Don't expect them to show sympathy and leave consciously. I want them to

Get out of here, the only way is to take out the hardest horns on your body. As soon as you find them approaching, rush forward, push hard, and hit them hard. Only when you make them hurt and scared will they think twice before you act.

In the days to come, we will stay away from our family! Do you understand?!"

The oldest brother had a thoughtful look on his face. He suddenly turned around without saying a word and strode into the kitchen. When he walked out again, he already had a stick more than two feet long in his hand, which was full of eggs.

Thick, rolling pin made entirely of the hardest jujube wood.

The paparazzi who were surrounding the house with their eyes wide open, waiting to capture news footage, suddenly saw the door being opened. Before they had time to raise their cameras, they saw seven children, large and small,

Staring with blood-red eyes, holding a rolling pin, a slingshot, an ink bottle and even a water gun in his hand, he rushed towards them with murderous intent.

"Now we are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Even if we are willing to pay, the compensation will be dirty money, and they won't dare to ask for it! Let's smash it as hard as we can!"

The guy at the front, following Fengyinglou's instructions, shouted a frightening battle slogan. With a wave of the rolling pin in his hand, he smashed a professional camera worth thousands of dollars into pieces.

A pile of scrap metal. And closely behind him, a man

This big boy, who was only seven or eight years old at most, did not have the strength to hit anyone, but he had a water gun in his hand. In full view of everyone, he pulled the trigger and mixed half a bottle of red ink, plus a smaller half bottle of black ink.

Red water arrows flying in the air

With an arc, and with the precision of a sniper, it shot directly into the face of a paparazzi member, and "blinded" his eyes in an instant. Then the sharpshooter fired his second water arrow.

Professional photos of cum into the opponent's hand

On the camera. Although the appearance of this camera is still intact, as long as you look at the black, red, and greasy liquid dripping everywhere, everyone will know that this expensive imported product is

It will most likely have to be sent back to the original factory for repair.

Ignoring the scuffle outside the window and the crowds of people jumping on their backs, Fengyinglou walked to the bedroom door and knocked twice.

After waiting for a long time and no one responded, Fengyinglou finally opened the door gently.

Fengyinglou was suddenly startled.

It has been thirteen years since he saw his mother in person. Time is ruthless. She really looks much older than she was thirteen years ago. She is no longer young and has no skin on her face.

The original luster and elasticity, even the tips of her hair, now have a layer of gray spots.

The most important thing is that no matter what, she still has a husband who loves her, and a son who may be a little shy and timid, but well-behaved and lovely. She has a complete family, and she is not greedy, so in

Her face often reveals a touch of happiness and tenderness inadvertently.

But now, her husband is dead, her sky has collapsed, her happiness, her life, her hope, and her future seem to have completely disappeared in an instant with the death of Feng Hongwei.

She just half-lyed on the bed quietly, silently letting tears flow out of her eyes one after another, flowing down her face, wetting her clothes, and even making her wet.

Wet the thin blanket on her body.

She looked like a walking corpse that couldn't walk, move, or speak, but could cry incessantly. She no longer had any hope of life. Even if Fengyinglou opened the door and walked in, her sluggish and dull eyes

The absent-minded eyes still maintained an unconscious state of defocus.

Fengyinglou slowed down his steps. Really, at this time, he was really afraid that his footsteps would be too loud and would scare his mother. When he walked to the bed, he grabbed the bed as gently as possible.

When Feng Yinglou took his mother's hand, he felt his nose was sore.

Back then, when he was sick and had a fever of thirty-nine and a half degrees, his mother used these hands to hold him and run to the hospital overnight; when he made a mistake and was about to be beaten by Feng Hongwei, it was still his mother who held him up horizontally.

With both hands, like an old hen protecting a chick, she firmly protected him behind her...

Mom's warm hands have almost penetrated Fengyinglou's few childhood memories, but now, her hands are really, really cold!

In Feng Yinglou's eyes, her mother, who was once so tall and trustworthy, now looks so weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her over. And in her eyes, flashing,

It is clearly the saddest despair.

"Didi, didi, didi..."

It was at this time that the electronic alarm clock placed on the bedside table suddenly rang. Even this small electronic buzzer suddenly made my mother's eyes suddenly regain consciousness. She tried hard to move her eyes and mouth.

Li asked subconsciously: "What time is it now?"

Fengyinglou whispered: "Twelve o'clock at noon."

"It's already twelve o'clock?" There was a look of struggle on the mother's face. "Xiaolou will be back soon. By the way, he will be out of school soon. Why am I still lying on the bed? I have to go and do it for him quickly.

Rice..."

She is still unconscious. She remembers that she once called Fengying Tower. She knows that Fengying Tower will rush back as quickly as possible, but she can no longer tell what time it is now. Probably in her heart

Deep down, she was begging to God. These thirteen years, including the departure of Fengyinglou and the death of her husband, were all a long Huangliang dream. As long as she reopened her eyes and regained consciousness, the surroundings would

Everything, including her sad tears, will turn into a passing cloud, right?

The mother's body, which was too thin and frail, was suddenly pulled into a broad and warm embrace. She subconsciously opened her mouth, exposed her white teeth, and bit the other person's shoulder hard. She bit like that.

He was so cruel that she soon tasted the sweetness of blood in her mouth. However, Fengyinglou did not struggle, let alone let go of his mother in his arms. He just hugged the mother who gave birth to him, raised him, and loved him.

The woman who gave him her most selfless love hugged her body, which was as light as a feather, extremely cold, and was trembling non-stop.

"clatter!"

Fengyinglou used the smallest possible movement to stop the beeping of the electronic alarm clock. He looked at his mother who was struggling hard but could not regain consciousness due to physical and mental exhaustion. He said softly: "Have you forgotten? You are not

Have you prepared lunch an hour or two in advance? What you prepared today is Xiaolou’s favorite braised pork. Even though the boy is only eight years old, he can cook it when he encounters something delicious.

After swallowing four bowls of rice, even his father shook his head and sighed, saying that this is called 'a half-grown man eating a poor man'."
To be continued...