Restart the Flying Age

The door opened, revealing Zhao Li's chaotic and pretty face.

I haven't seen him for a while, Zhao Li is obviously thinner.

Beneath the excited appearance, there is a bitterness of suffering. So that her whole person feels like a stranger should not enter.

It seemed that a lot of things had happened, which suppressed her cheerful nature, which resulted in a little cold and arrogant temperament.

In the face of this situation, Wu Tao, who has never been good at expressing feelings, couldn't help but open his warm embrace.

Zhao Li felt sour. Just half a step forward with her left foot, she stopped her figure alive, and tightly tightened the comic manuscript and paintbrush in her arms and said, "Come in."

Stepping into the courtyard door, you see a messy scene, even mixed with a smelly smell.

It can be seen that the Zhao family's family background was originally very substantial and decent.

Five large tiled houses with corridors, plus the East House and West House bungalows, more than a dozen rooms, spacious and bright, revealing the atmosphere.

In addition, the courtyard is even more spacious.

The tall antennas in the yard indicate that there is at least a 21-inch large color TV in the house.

Such conditions are not common in Binhu Town.

But now, the decent pride of the past is gone.

The yard was littered with sticks, bricks, and tiles. The doors and windows on the east and west houses were all smashed and smashed, and the stains under the hallway of the main house were even more unbearable.

If Wu Tao expected it to be good, the smelly smell originated here.

In addition, the most conspicuous is the snow flakes of paintings, some are stepped into the mud, some are rubbed into a ball, stepping on the footprints, and spitting thick sputum.

Walking to the center of the yard, a scared little girl ran out of the hall, about seven or eight years old, and her eyebrows were very similar to Zhao Li.

"This is my sister, Xiaofu."

Zhao Fu ran to her sister, pressed his head to his stomach, and looked at Wu Tao with two big eyes winking.

"Sister, are they debt collectors?"

"No, don't talk nonsense!"

Wu Tao took out the only white rabbit toffee left in his pocket and gave it all to Zhao Fu. This was originally what Xiao Jiang and Heidan wanted, so I can only let them down tonight.

Zhao Fu's little quilted jacket was stained with stains, and it hasn't been changed for a while.

Peel a piece of toffee and put it in your mouth. Zhao Fu immediately smiled, showing neat white teeth: "Sister, it's so sweet, you eat one too." As he said, he peeled one and put it in Zhao Li's mouth.

Step onto the corridor and enter the hall.

In the end, the room was dark and completely dark, but Wu Tao still noticed that it was no different from the looting.

All the valuable objects were emptied, and even the table for eating was not left.

There were only a few small benches left in the main room, and the doors at both ends were removed, revealing the empty room.

Even the beds were temporarily built up with leftover boxes and large benches.

To put it bluntly, there will be no disciples left.

Bang, Wu Tao clenched his fists and hammered them together hard and said, "Why don't you call me?"

"The phone at home has stopped long ago..."

Song Zhuang stepped aside to turn on the light, and the first-class fluorescent tube was empty.

"Not only is there no light, but the electricity is also pinched."

Zhao Fu put all the toffee in his pocket, took out a candle head from the room, and polished the match to light it up.

"Where are the uncles and aunts?"

"They hid on the social court behind the house." Zhao Li explained, and said to Zhao Fu: "Sister, go call your parents back."

Zhao Fu rushed out the door and walked around to the east gable alley.

"There is no one in the village to help?" Wu Tao really did not expect that when someone came to ask for an account, he would be in such a situation.

Zhao Li's clear voice tried her best to interpret her strength, "It's too late for them to see the joke, so how come they can help?"

"Then why didn't you notify me?" asked Wu Tao the second time, looking straight into the eyes of his deskmate for many years.

Zhao Li knew that this time, it wasn't the excuse that the phone was stopped to fool it.

"I think I can carry it..."

Carry it yourself again? It was like a hunger strike with my parents during the summer vacation.

What a stubborn woman!

Wu Tao was also helpless, and was about to say a few more words, but saw two people, still covered with fine straws, and walked in the door.

It seems to be hiding in a haystack, otherwise there won't be so much straw on her body.

The middle-aged man who walked in first was undoubtedly Zhao Dafu, with a puffy face and excessive puffiness with alcohol and meat, and he did not look like a standard rural person.

However, apart from removing the puffiness and the puffiness of being beaten, Zhao Li's appearance is inherited from him.

Followed by Zhao Li's mother, Peng Xiaojuan, who is one meter and seven meters tall, is definitely a tall man in the countryside. Even if a little embarrassed, the look does not lose her feminine demeanor. It can be seen that most of Zhao Li's body genes come from her.

"Draw and draw! All day long, I know how to draw a picture. I spend so much money to let you go to high school, but you just get a picture to fool me?"

"...If it wasn't for you to study high school, can our family fall into this field?"

"...You broom star, you have hurt our family..."

Peng Xiaojuan also wiped her tears and said, "How can we spend this year!"

Wu Tao thought about it and said hello, but when he heard Zhao Dafu's complaint, he owed and sat back, his face also became cold.

Zhao Li hugged the manga manuscript in her arms more and more, her fingers turned white with her fingers knuckles clenched, her pretty face was tight, and she was whitewashed with strength and perseverance.

Watching this scene, Wu Tao felt distressed for no reason.

This has nothing to do with feelings, it is more like an admiration and incomprehensible soul shock.

"Uncle Zhao, forgive me, your business, even if it is not affected by Zhao Li's resignation, will sooner or later fail!"

"Who are you?" Zhao Dafu turned his face immediately and pointed to Wu Tao's nose.

Zhao Li, who had always been silent, stood up and stood in front of Wu Tao resolutely.

Wu Tao grabbed the persistent soft shoulders in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and pulled her to his side, facing Zhao Dafu, and continued: "Since your business is so easy to be killed by others, it means that it does not have the ability to survive. value!"

"...You may be able to rely on relationships and resources, but they are not core competitiveness. The true core competitiveness depends on yourself, which is the foundation of business!"

"...By the way, the other party can kill your business and put your family in such a situation because of a divorce."

"...The ethics and justice of the rivers and lakes are still stressful, and it's not a misfortune to wives and children!"

"...This kind of unscrupulous, hard-hearted person and family, you married your daughter, have you ever thought that she can be happy? Zhao Dafu?"

In the end, Wu Tao had already called his name directly because he felt that the other party was really not worthy of calling him "Uncle".

Zhao Dafu's face turned into pig liver color, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Peng Xiaojuan came back to his senses in a daze, leaving tears of shame and muttered: "What he said is right, Lao Zhao, what he said is right. I can't blame Xiaoli for this matter..."