When Xiao Sheng talked about this, he was lightly speaking, as if it was nothing big.

"Later, there were some changes in the family, you know. My mother went abroad and had other children. My father's company also had some changes. He accidentally had an accident later. In the end, I was left alone. I was ignorant and didn't study hard. Anyway, I saw you. It was Uncle Lin who arranged it to make a mess for me."

At that time, my grandmother was not very energetic, and when she asked Uncle Lin for help, she was also very low-key.

"I said Lao Lin, I know you are in a difficult situation. But this child is so pitiful, and I can't free this hand. In fact, it's not that you want you to do a lot, but that you can have a place to settle down. This child is so pitiful. At the beginning, his father could have done your family a big favor, so you should repay your kindness."

Xiao Sheng was a little surprised to see Uncle Lin smoking and looking very embarrassed. Uncle Lin was not like this before. Lin Tao would come to give gifts during festivals and festivals. Everyone was very enthusiastic about everyone and kept saying that Xiao’s father had great kindness to him. At the beginning, the Xiao family intervened to avoid him from getting involved in economic lawsuits and the company went bankrupt. Even many businesses were introduced by Xiao’s father. At that time, Xiao Sheng thought Uncle Lin would do anything for their family.

It seems that he is so kind and kind.

But now, Uncle Lin's face changed, hesitant, and he was impatient when he looked at himself.

It was not the kind of chasing look he used to look at his benefactor's son, and his eyes were a little disgusted.

Xiao Sheng knew that Uncle Lin nodded in the end because he was still a little afraid of his grandmother.

Even if my grandmother is seriously ill and has to go abroad to treat cancer, her remaining power remains.

"I said to Mr. Xiao, your family is no longer as willful as before. Don't be as willful as before. You really want to be your young master. I have received favors from your family before, so I still have a house in our hometown. I have transferred your household registration to you, and I also contacted you a school, and I will always have a diploma."

Uncle Lin said this, with a lofty look, with a bit of charity.

He took out an envelope: "There are two thousand dollars in it. Uncle is so kind and righteous. You can save some money. Children, at a young age, don't spend money randomly."

If it were Xiao Sheng's pride in the past, he would not have taken this envelope.

However, at that time, he hesitated for a moment and reached out to pinch the envelope.

Xiao Sheng needs money, not self-esteem.

Uncle Lin’s wife was still making trouble with him, and Uncle Lin was a good person. Xiao Sheng’s surname was Xiao, how could the Lin family manage this inexplicable oil bottle?

He heard Uncle Lin shout, "Do you think I want to care about this nostalgic business? Who told me to be a good person? Didn't you receive some favors before?"

That two thousand yuan is the last sum of money that Uncle Lin gave him.

After that, Uncle Lin's phone number was also out of touch, and he didn't care whether Xiao Sheng had safely gone to his hometown or whether he had a good time to go to school.

To be fair, every family has a difficult sutra to recite. Xiao Sheng thought about it now, although he was frustrated with his uncontrollable self-esteem at that time, in fact, Uncle Lin was not very bad, and it was not too much.

He has no obligation to take care of himself, Mr. Xiao, right?

After all, his surname is Xiao but Lin.

He took two thousand yuan from Uncle Lin, a rusty key, and an address.

When he went there, he bought a train ticket.

The green train seemed to be messy to Xiao Sheng, but he had no choice.

He endured the squeeze of the passengers in the seat, and because he was close to the toilet, he smelled a strange smell. Xiao Sheng was not used to it. He was not as unrestrained as the other passengers in the same car. The passengers spoke loudly, ate instant noodles and eggs on the train, and the greasy lunch box. He even played playing cards as if no one was around. And he felt that he wanted to spit it out and couldn't eat anything.

Xiao Sheng didn't know his future. In order to save money, he bought a ticket.

Because he sat in a place for a long time, his legs were sore and he couldn't sleep.

That night, he slept in a daze for a while when he woke up, but when he woke up, he found that things were getting bad.

The bag he hugged tightly in his arms made a clever cut, and the money was stolen.

Of course, this could not be found. He asked the flight attendant, but there was no result. The other party probably had gotten off the train long ago.

Xiao Sheng returned to his position in a daze until he arrived at the station.

One dollar of change in his pocket was avoided by bad luck, so he took the bus and arrived at the station.

Xiao Sheng asked the people and went around and finally found the so-called ancestral home in my hometown that Uncle Lin mentioned.

A shaky dangerous house was so vividly presented to him.

He tentatively used the key to open the door. The rusty key was magically useful, but it was really a pity that Uncle Lin could still cherish it.

Before Xiao Sheng could feel sarcastic and emotional in his heart, he realized that the door could not be pushed open. He could see that the courtyard was filled with debris.

The wood and broken bricks were piled up, and even the door was blocked and could not be pushed open.

He tried several times, but the shaking door was so squeaking that it was sore that it could not be opened.

Xiao Sheng kicked hard like anger, listening to his riot, but he was useless and powerless.

Suddenly, he felt exhausted and weak, and was defeated by something.

Three years ago today, he was still a noble young man with a beautiful pile. He looked at the dazzling fireworks, his birthday gift, and the cool private plane.

It's ridiculous. Today is his birthday again, and he finds that he has nothing.

As soon as I lowered my head, I saw my dirty sneakers. The brand was a bit small. As I walked along the way, it was even more dirty.

It's so ridiculous. Who knows what brand it is when it's so confused?

He also felt that his body was dirty and smelly.

After all, it was almost two days since the train was squeezed on, so it naturally had a smell. The smell made Xiao Sheng feel disgusted by himself.

Xiao Sheng raised his head and took a deep breath.

Then, the strange and thin water droplets dripped gently on his cheek, little by little, cold.

Xiao Sheng opened his eyes and saw the dramatic rain, which fell one after another at this moment just right.

Instead, the corners of his lips twitched slightly and he smiled like this.

It's raining. It turns out that it will rain when it's down in the TV series, which is true.

He didn't know that there were a pair of surprised and happy eyes not far from him, staring at Xiao Sheng like this, making him so happy that he couldn't describe it.

As if fate was arranged, Xiao Sheng came to his side when he was almost nothing.

The twelve-year-old Mu Keren grew a little bit, making her look even better. She was wearing a ridiculous school uniform, slim body, but her eyes were filled with surprise.

Xiao Sheng, who had nothing, didn't know what Mu Keren meant at this moment.

The deaf girl, three years ago, leaned on reading her lips and wrote down the words Xiao Sheng said, deeply remembering them in her heart.

The two words Xiao Sheng said casually at that time were like the scorching sun, deeply imprinted in Mukeren's heart.

She remembered it very clearly that she had been looking forward to reunion since the day she left at the age of nine.

Mu Keren felt that he was lucky and met his elder brother so soon.

The boy's handsome figure in the rain, his melancholy eyes, and his handsome face, coupled with the hazy rain mist effect, produced a wonderful effect like a filter. People ignored his dirty sneakers and his smelly clothes that had not been changed for three days, creating a picturesque and beautiful artistic conception that was almost like an angel descending to the mortal sacred son.

Mu Keren felt that this reunion was as beautiful as a poetic painting, and his little heart was beating, as if it was about to jump out of his heart.

Mu Keren even felt a little dazed and walked forward step by step, as if he was stepping on cotton every step.

She approached Xiao Sheng step by step.

It's like fate!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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