Special Solider in City

The Yu County's old city had the East, South, West, and Fourth streets, and Zhao Zilong's hometown was located on the North street. But when he found out that Hu Jiming had brought him to West Street, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Dad and mom actually live on West Street? It didn't even take ten minutes to walk a mile away from North Street, yet it took him over half an hour!

Looking at everything before him, Zhao Zilong could not help but bite her lips.

Inside the low wooden door, a woman was walking out. Under the light from the door, his grey hair was somewhat eye-catching.

When the lady raised her head, Zhao Zilong's body started to tremble uncontrollably. Looking at that face that had appeared countless times in his memory, he clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes instantly became moist.

This was his mother, whom he had not seen for 16 years!

But when he left, his mother wasn't like that. At that time, didn't other people call her the Cotton Flower? Why is my hair so white?

"Sister-in-law, where's Old Zhao? Tell him to hurry up and come out. It's a joyous occasion, a joyous occasion!" Hu Jiming was still shouting.

"Old Hu, what nonsense are you spouting? What good thing can happen to our family? "

"Sister-in-law, your son is back. Don't you think it's a happy occasion?"

"What?" His mother shuddered and then turned her gaze to the entrance of the yard.

His mother's eyes were still beautiful, but the color inside them seemed to be a little cloudy. Her originally tall figure now appeared to be a little stooped.

"Sister-in-law, he told me that he is Old Zhao's son, and even said that his name is Zhao Zilong. Old Zhao said so before, his son's name is Zhao Zilong. That eight year old sister-in-law, what happened to you? "

Hu Jiming was so excited that he was dancing with joy. She knew how much her old friend and his wife had suffered, and how much money they had spent, in order to find their son.

Otherwise, how could Deng Wei, the former flower made of cotton, be this old?

Just when he was shouting, he realised that Deng Wei's body was on the verge of collapse.

But just as he extended his hand, a figure caught hold of Deng Wei.

Staring at the tall figure before him, he immediately laughed. "Not bad, not bad at all. I can tell that he's my son."

Without even looking at the mother and son in his arms, he rushed into the room, shouting loudly, "Old Zhao, can't you get off the bed yet? Hurry up, your son is back. "

Zhao Zilong didn't pay attention to the shouting Hu Jiming. Facing the pair of eyes that were staring at him, his heart felt like it was being pierced by needles, the pain was unbearable to the extreme.

"Dragon!" Are you really a dragon? " Deng Wei's gaze turned anxious, not only did her voice quiver, even her body started to tremble violently.

Not good! Looking at his mother's expression, he was afraid that she would faint if he spoke in a normal tone.

Although he was very excited in his heart, for the sake of his mother's body, he could only suppress his excitement and say smilingly:

"Mom, am I your own son? It's only been ten years and you don't even recognize your son anymore? "Even if I've changed my appearance, do you still think that the eight red marks on my butt belong to Seven Star Arm Moon!?"

"Son, it's my son, it's really my son," Before he even finished speaking, Deng Wei's tears had already begun flowing out of her eyes, flowing down along her wrinkled face.

"Old Zhao, did I say that this is your son?" Hu Jiming's voice sounded, followed by an aged voice: "You're Dalong!"

Seeing the old man who appeared at the door and the same face that he remembered, Zhao Zilong quickly wiped his eyes and called out: "Father!"

Hearing his answer, Zhao Guohao's body shook, causing Hu Jiming to immediately cry out in alarm: "Old Zhao, you want to crush me to death?"

Zhao Zilong was shocked, only then did he realise that his father was being supported by Hu Jiming, with his right leg still wrapped in bandages. However, the originally snow-white bandage now turned a little dark yellow.

Seeing this, he hurriedly asked, "Mom, what happened to my dad's leg?"

Deng Wei also reacted at this moment, realizing that her husband had actually come out. She hurriedly pushed Zhao Zilong away and shouted, "Dragon, your father's leg is broken, quickly go and support your father."

In fact, she didn't even need to remind him because the moment Zhao Zilong was pushed aside, he had already went over to support Zhao Guohao.

Zhao Guohao's body was also trembling intensely. Although his eyes were a little red, they weren't crying like Deng Wei's.

"Old Zhao, hurry up and go inside the house to lie down. Now that your son is back, everything is settled." Hu Jiming said as he gestured for Zhao Zilong to support him into the house.

Of course, Zhao Zilong would not object. He and Hu Jiming, one on the left and one on the right, supported Zhao Guohao into the room.

After placing Zhao Guohao on the brick bed, Hu Jiming laughed out loud: "Old Zhao, don't get too excited. I'm going out to buy some food.

Without waiting for Zhao Guohao to speak, he turned and walked out. Deng Wei quickly wiped her tears and stood up and shouted: Old Hu, I will give you the money.

"What's with the money? I have it here." As Hu Jiming said that, he had already left the room and very quickly, no one was there.

Zhao Zilong knew that he was giving his family a chance to speak, and could not help but sigh, taking this favor to heart.

It is not a gentleman to not repay kindness! However, the way to repay gratitude wasn't only through words.

Zhao Guohao lied on the bed, staring at Zhao Zilong without blinking. The expression on his face was a little complicated, and the muscles on his face twitched from time to time.

"Damned old man, what are you doing?" Deng Wei realized that the situation between the two of them was amiss, and walked over to berate them. "My son finally returned with great difficulty, what are you doing with your face drooping?"

Zhao Guohao seemed to be helpless, he looked at his wife who was wiping her eyes, and in the end, stared at Zhao Zilong: "Where have you been all these years? Why did you come back just now? "

"How can you say that? Can you be more gentle? " Deng Wei was unhappy again as she hugged Zhao Zilong's arm with a protective look.

"Gentle?" Zhao Guohao seemed to choke on his words.

Deng Wei simply ignored him, and pulled her hand as she consoled him: "Long Long, don't bother with your father, he's just like this. If you don't scold him every day, his body will never feel well."

Hearing that, Zhao Zilong laughed out loud, "Mom, you dare to say that my father is a masochist?"

"So what?" This old man really wanted face. If I hadn't scolded him, he would have fought with others long ago!

"Fight for what?" Zhao Zilong asked while grinning, but no one noticed the killing machine that flashed deep within his eyes.

"What can we compete for?" Fight it out with someone! " Deng Wei's face was filled with indifference, and scolded: Isn't it just tearing down the house without paying? Wasn't it just when she was working, that she was hurried along and broke her leg? Such a small matter is worth risking my life over? "

"Mom, what's going on? Can you explain it more clearly? "

"Say what?" Zhao Guohao suddenly said, and shouted: "You damned old granny, hurry and cook for your son."

"Oh, that's true." Deng Wei seemed to have been reminded, as she turned and walked towards the outer room, her mouth not forgetting to threaten Zhao Guohao: "Be more polite when you speak!"

Zhao Guohao was not threatened, he glared fiercely at Zhao Zilong, and then laughed: "You were naughty when you were young, and you didn't even know how to behave. However, even if you didn't say Seven Stars Huyue, I still wouldn't dare to recognize you. "

"Dad!" "I'm sorry."

"Nothing?" Zhao Guohao waved his hand: "If you want to say I'm sorry, I'll still say these words to you. If I had been more careful, you wouldn't have been carried away. "Alright, let's not talk about these depressing things. Tell me, where have you been all these years, and how did you get it back?"

Zhao Zilong was about to speak when he realized that Deng Wei was standing outside the door eavesdropping. He couldn't help but laugh: "Mom, are you eavesdropping? Actually, after I was carried away by a trafficker, I was sold to an old man and grew up muddle-headed.

As for how he got back? That's because when I was carried away, I was already remembering things. If he didn't come back, he wouldn't have a fare! "Well, after I got the fare, I hurried back."

Zhao Zilong never thought that after lying for a while, his mother would cry. She quickly smiled, "Mom, all these years, I have never suffered, and I don't have any money because I can't earn money in the mountains."

"So you don't have a job now?"

Looking at Zhao Guohao, Zhao Zilong nodded his head: "That's right, I am not working yet."

"Then it's done!" Zhao Guohao nodded, then asked Deng Wei: "Let him take my class, to Hongtu's work?"

"That's fine too!" Deng Wei did not even bother to ask for Zhao Zilong's opinion, and directly decided: "Anyways, the doctor said that you can't use much strength with your leg, let the dragon take over your position. But, did it mean that my son was wronged by being a security guard? "

"Why are you feeling wronged?" A twenty-something-year-old man doesn't even have a fare. Judging from his appearance, he probably hasn't even gone to school. What else can he do if not a security guard? The country's president? Is he the material? "

Zhao Zilong grinned when he heard it, thinking that his father was too reckless.

Haven't you gone to school yet? Wasn't this a joke? The Mi Guo's Stanford University still had its own shares? Being the country's president is not very good, but in Europe, when the presidents see your son, they still have to be respectful, okay?

What to do? Was he really going to be a security guard?

Just as he was feeling depressed, Hu Jiming's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Sister-in-law, I bought a few side dishes. Hurry up and finish them.