"No, that's impossible!"
Wu Xuefang could not accept the fact that her father, who had been dead for more than fifty years, was still alive.
Wu Ming turned to look at Chu Feng. After receiving a positive response, he unbuttoned his half-worn military coat, revealing a shocking large area of white bones.
As a deceased person who had been soaking in the underground river for fifty years, Wu Ming's body had long been eaten up by fish.
Wu Xuefang had never seen such a terrifying thing before. Her vision went dark and she fainted.
The moment he fell, a spiritual energy was transmitted. Not only did Wu Xuefang wake up, but her body was also immobilized.
Wu Ming stepped forward to support his daughter and apologized profusely. I just thought about proving myself and forgot about my daughter's ability to bear it.
In fact, it was Wu Xuefang who disappeared and became completely oblivious to the changes in the world.
If Wu Xuefang often surfs the Internet and reads news like young people, let alone seeing bones, no matter how scary it is, she may not faint.
Staring at her father's bones, tears flowed from Wu Xuefang's cloudy eyes.
"Dad, you are finally back"
Wu Ming's lips moved, and finally he just sighed.
"Dad, why did you come back!"
That poor woman standing in front of the yurt, that middle-aged woman who has been dependent on her paralyzed husband for more than ten years, that helpless laid-off worker, that snack vendor who was chased by the urban management, that old woman who was bullied by the donors , I suddenly found someone to whom I could confide my inner misery.
Wu Ming scratched his hair in pain, his face full of self-blame.
I am sorry for the country, but I am sorry for my family.
"When mom was dying, she kept saying that she saw you. I thought it was mom talking nonsense, but it turned out to be true. Dad, are you here to pick me up? Mom, I am so tired, so tired. …”
Wu Xuefang stretched out her arms as thin as bamboo poles and hugged Wu Ming, and her tense body completely relaxed.
After being tortured by the times and life for decades, she felt so relaxed and peaceful for the first time.
"From now on, there will be dad, there will be dad"
Wu Ming also hugged his daughter tightly, and the bones all over his body creaked.
Xu Jiarong, who had been silent, had red eyes.
"What does your system say?"
Chu Feng asked softly.
Xu Jiarong stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let Wu Ming no longer have regrets. Now that their father and daughter are reunited, they have met the system's requirements."
Chu Feng said oh but said nothing.
"daughter"
Wu Ming suddenly exclaimed in panic.
Chu Feng looked up and saw that Wu Xuefang's hand hugging Wu Ming had dropped.
"Taoist Master, please save her quickly"
The kind-hearted Xu Jiarong could not accept the tragedy that Wu Ming and Wu Xuefang turned into ghosts at the same time just after they reunited.
Chu Feng glanced at Wu Xuefang and said with a smile: "She's not dead, she just fainted."
Xu Jiarong and Wu Ming both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.
Chu Feng waved his hand and led everyone into a clean and simple room.
Xu Jiarong, who has always lived in a mansion, looked like a kid from a big city visiting a mountain village for the first time, with eyes full of curiosity.
"This is her home, so simple."
Chu Feng scanned around and found that it was more than simple. Poverty is more appropriate to describe it. Many of the furniture were at least twenty years old.
In the current society, such a situation cannot be said to exist, it is definitely very rare.
"By the way, you can't take advantage of that heartless donor."
Xu Jiarong said angrily.
Wu Ming, who was looking at his daughter, shook his head and refused.
"Forget it, maybe he's in trouble too."
Xu Jiarong was dumbfounded. Is there something wrong with Wu Ming's brain? His own daughter was almost driven to death, yet he still thinks about others.
"He takes everything lightly and is not a good person."
Chu Feng explained for Wu Ming.
Xu Jiarong suddenly realized.
But at this moment, the landline phone rang.
Chu Feng looked over and switched the phone to answering mode.
A harsh scolding sound from an old woman came from inside.
“How can you pretend to be a philanthropist if you don’t have money?”
"At the commendation meeting for the government's performance, the people behaved like dogs. They really had to pay for it. They pushed back and forth. I'm bah."
"I've already called the police. Just wait and go to jail!"
The phone on the other end hung up and changed to a busy signal.
Xu Jiarong's angry chest rose and fell rapidly. She was really angry. There were such shameless people in this world, and they even called the police. I am really poor and I am justified.
Wu Ming, who had looked down on everything, also had a look of anger on his face. As an intellectual of the older generation, he had integrity and quality, but that didn't mean he could be ridiculed. Especially the target of bullying is his daughter.
"Taoist Priest, please help me find this person."
"Taoist Master, this person is so hateful."
When Chu Feng heard this, he nodded towards Xu Jiarong and Wuming.
His consciousness shot out, and in less than a second, he locked onto the person who just called. He didn't want to see an interesting scene.
"Jia Rong, go out with Pindao."
Xu Jiarong, who was confused, was about to speak when a divine light brought her into the tearing space that suddenly appeared.
An instant later, Chu Feng and Xu Jiarong appeared on a street.
At this moment, sanitation workers and homeless people were standing in front of a shop with a sign of "Love Buns" across the street.
"Does this recipient own a love bun shop?" A look of confusion appeared on Xu Jiarong's pretty face.
Chu Feng stretched out his finger and saw a tall old woman on the far left who was about seventy years old, chubby and 1.75 meters tall.
"It's her." Xu Jiarong frowned, "She doesn't look poor."
Suddenly, a quarrel came from the door of the Love Bun Shop.
"I won't take the bun anymore, please return the money to me."
"Although I'm no longer a sanitation worker, I used to be. Why don't you give me buns? You're paralyzed."
"What are you pretending to be? If you don't give it, I'll call the newspaper and expose you."
"Yeah, what the hell, I don't want the buns anymore, just give me the money, and I won't come to your place next time."
…
Xu Jiarong's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.
These people are more arrogant than the person on the phone.
"Get out, all get out"
A young man in his early twenties and wearing glasses rushed out of the Aixin Baozi Shop.
This group of elderly sanitation workers and homeless people, who were barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, took advantage of the large number of people to curse even more fiercely.
The young man was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. A middle-aged woman ran out of the store and she quickly stopped the young man.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive"
The young man yelled angrily.
"Mom, I told you a long time ago, farmers and snakes, dongguo and wolves, good people are not rewarded, but you just don't believe it."
This group of elderly sanitation workers and homeless people got angry and cursed when they heard the young people comparing them to each other, and the scene became extremely chaotic.
"Taoist Priest, I want to strangle them to death"
Xu Jiarong, who has always had a gentle temper, showed an expression of gritted teeth.
"No need for you"
Chu Feng waved his hand lightly.
Thirty or forty wild dogs appeared at both ends of the street, barking and running towards them. nt
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