I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

I saw Wang Yifan pointed to Old Man Li's nose and said old-fashioned.

"I said Lao Li, don't mess around with me, you can't control the affairs of our Zhao family!"

Old man Li was stunned.

Wang Yifan's tone and action are exactly the same as Zhao Shutang.

He patted his thigh.

"Hey! Brother Zhao, why don't you listen to persuasion!"

"Listen to advice?"

Wang Yifan raised his eyebrows.

"If you listened to my advice back then, don't climb the train to pick up soot. Can I carry a stretcher with Director Liu, carry you more than a dozen miles, and take you to the hospital?"

Hearing this, Old Man Li was completely stunned.

When they were young, he and Zhao Shutang were both workers in power plants.

At that time, the family was poor, and the thermal power plant often had heavy-duty trains carrying coal, and they would go up and pick up some coal ashes and go home and burn them.

Once it was freezing cold and ice on the train.

I have to go up and pick up more cinder.

Zhao Shutang couldn't persuade him no matter what.

As a result, the iron on the roof slipped, and he picked up a lot of soot. He accidentally fell off the roof.

This time, he broke his leg directly.

It was Director Liu who Zhao Shutang called for the Security Department. The two people walked more than ten miles in the cold wind in the winter before sending him to the city hospital.

This matter is calculated, at least for more than forty years.

Not to mention the offspring in the courtyard.

Even the old people in the factory did not remember many of them.

At this moment, he completely believed that the person in front of him was Zhao Shutang!

Thinking of this, Old Man Li suddenly wiped a tear.

"Brother Zhao, you are really back!"

"Oh, how much wrong did you suffer before you went to sue the Yin Zong!"

Wang Yifan patted his thigh.

With a wry smile.

"Unfortunate family, let you see a joke, my brother!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in his thirties behind the crowd also stood up.

"Master Zhao, do you still recognize me?"

Wang Yifan smiled slightly: "Tang Jixiong, you little baby, you grew up in a family home when you were young, and I still don't know you!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and smiled.

"Master Zhao, you are back! I'll cut a piece of fruit for you, and cut your favorite mango!"

Hearing this, Wang Yifan's hand paused in the air.

He smiled slightly: "You Tang baby, you are still very scheming. Knowing that the old man is allergic to mangoes, he still has to feed me mangoes. Is it not easy for me to go to the sun?"

This sentence is over.

Tang Jixiong's face also changed.

"Master Zhao, it's really you!"

His tears flowed down as he said.

"Master Zhao, my parents suffered work-related injuries in the factory, and there is only one seedling left in my family. I grew up eating a hundred families when I was young."

"You take care of me the most, and you give me money to help me go to school!"

"I went out to do business this time, and only came back half a year. I didn't expect you to be old, so... you actually left like this!"

As he said, he took out two bottles of Moutai from behind.

"This is the Moutai I bought for you. How about today, let's have another drink?"

Seeing the old and the young, they all believed it was the resurrection of the old man Zhao.

Now, the voice in the corridor is even louder.

"God! Today can be regarded as a gain in knowledge!"

"The first seven are resurrected, Mr. Zhao is really back!"

When the crowd was full of voices, Wang Yifan waved his hand.

Xiao Tang, since you still recognize your Master Zhao, then you go into the house and move me a chair into the yard.

"By the way, go to the yard next door and call my elder over!"

"I'm running out of time, I have something to explain!"

Hearing this, Tang Jixiong nodded repeatedly.

"I'm going now, I'm going now!"

Now it is a matter of ghosts and gods, how can he dare to delay it.

In this way, he took out an old rattan chair from Zhao's house and placed it on the small square below the dormitory.

Then turned to call the driver, and ran to the dormitory next to him quickly.

Many neighbors followed him downstairs.

Soon, Mr. Zhao's first seven resurrected things.

It spread throughout the compound.

Wang Yifan sat on a cane chair in the yard.

And around, there are more and more people watching.

It feels like everyone from the entire electric dormitory is coming over.

Ten minutes passed.

Suddenly a shout came from behind the crowd.

"Get out of the way, get out of it, the boss of the Zhao family is here!"

I saw a gap in the crowd.

A pair of men and women in their fifties hurried over.

It is different from the bitter and mean image of the second son and daughter-in-law.

The eldest son wore a set of washed white shirts, and he looked like that kind of honest and capable.

He walked through the crowd and looked at the young man sitting in the wicker chair in the yard.

Suddenly, the spirit was a little stunned.

He recognizes this wicker chair.

His family!

He didn't recognize the young man in this wicker chair.

It should be an outsider!

However, from the young man's actions to his demeanor.

He felt it.

This young man.

It's his father! .

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