Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"Understood, Master."

　　The old man's face turned even redder when he heard this.

　　Grabbed by Wu Shaobai, his eyes fell on the calm child:

　　"Haha, kid, many of my books are orphans, you know? Before and after liberation, including the four old ones, I kept a lot of them. They don't even know... I'll give them all to you. You , take a good look, those are all things left by the ancestors!"

　　"Hey, sir, don't worry."

　　"Of course I don't worry! I don't worry about anyone here, I don't worry about you. Also, do you remember what our grandfather said?"

　　"of course I remember."

　　"I've written a few letters and made a few phone calls in the past few months. The list is in the cookie box that I left for you. It's full of old manuscripts. . You've got everything on the list, and the craft of cross talk is almost the same. If you can do everything, you can start from your ancestors, do you understand?"

　　Facing the old man's eyes with great anticipation, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Understood, sir, you can rest assured."

　　His words were light.

　　But the smile on the old man's face grew brighter.

　　"Good, good, good."

　　Suddenly, Wu Shaobai felt a force from the old man's hand.

　　"I don't worry about your work! I don't worry!!"

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai was speechless.

　　At this time, the old man nodded:

　　"That's it. You go out... I'm dying, don't stay with me, there are still children at home, and it's bad luck. Go, go, go out..."

　　"Sir, I..."

　　Wu Shaobai just wanted to say it was okay, but the old man waved his hand:

　　"Go, go, get out."

　　"...Master, let's go out."

　　Guo Degang also said.

　　Wu Shaobai was helpless, took a deep look at the old man, and nodded.

　　Just two steps away, he suddenly heard Jin Wensheng shouting from behind:

　　"Child."

　　As soon as he turned his head, he saw a smile on the old man's face again...  

　　Brilliant.

　　"This is the last time we will see each other. The road in the future... Let's walk steadily, you know?"

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai was silent at first, and then responded:

　　"Eh."

　　There was also a smile on his face, which looked as pure as when the two first met when they were young:

　　"Sir, don't worry. I'm sure to walk steadily..."

　　As he spoke, he paused.

　　The waist bends down instantly:

　　"Sir, you worked hard."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　The old man smiled and looked at Wu Shaobai with endless joy in his eyes.

　　……

　　"Master, how is the situation?"

　　Seeing Wu Shaobai with tears falling down, a group of people immediately gathered around.

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head and said nothing.

　　He just leaned against the wall, his legs seemed to lose support, and he collapsed on the cold floor of the hospital.

　　Seeing his state, Hou Zhen on the side waved his hand:

　　"Okay, be quiet, this is the hospital."

　　After dispersing the crowd, he did not leave, but silently leaned aside and stood with Wu Shaobai.

　　Wu Shaobai was in a daze.

　　His eyes stared at the feet of the opposite group, straight.

　　The man in his [-]s and [-]s who watched it felt a little embarrassed.

　　But he didn't realize it.

　　After the others left, his eyes were still straight, without focus.

　　Hou Zhen silently accompanied him.

　　Until... there was a mournful cry from inside the house:

　　"dad!!!"

　　"Master!!!!"

　　In an instant, a group of people rushed into the house.

　　Including several people from Deyun Club...

　　But only Wu Shaobai and Hou Zhen.

　　Neither of them entered.

　　Wu Shaobai was teasing, and Hou Zhen was holding it.

　　Hold the chi and follow the chi.

　　It has been so since time immemorial.

　　In the distance, several doctors who noticed the movement here came with white cloths and hospital beds for inquiries.

　　The room was already filled with a group of wailing people.

　　"Trouble, let's record the time of the patient's death."

　　The crowd moved away and the doctor entered.

　　But Wu Shaobai stood up and said to Hou Zhen:

　　"Mr. Hou, get me a cigarette.".

Chapter 1759

　　Jin Wensheng's funeral was very solemn.

　　Because they knew the news in advance, the children prepared very carefully.

　　Those who should be notified, those who should be called, and those who should be called have come.

　　It can be said that most of the people from Quyi in Tianjin have come.

　　Wu Shaobai stayed in Tianjin for three days.

　　When he came back on the 20th, he came back alone.

　　There were seven or eight large suitcases in the car.

　　The box is full of books.

　　This is the relic left by the old man before his death.

　　Jin Wensheng's death is a great pity for the storytelling and quyi circles.

　　But in the end, the departure of an old man is just news to some people who have little communication.

　　Three days was enough to cool down the heat and restore calm.

　　……

　　Pulling a box of books back, Wu Shaobai didn't go anywhere else, but went directly to the underground parking lot on the Daping floor.

　　Old Qin and Xiaolong were waiting for him by a scooter.

　　"Brother, you are back."

29 Seeing Wu Shaobai getting off the bus, Lao Qin said hello.

　　Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Well, be careful."

　　"do not worry."

　　Lao Qin nodded and opened the trunk, while Xiaolong opened the back seat.

　　The two began to struggle to pull the box down from the SUV.

　　And Wu Shaobai came to the co-pilot, personally took down an old tin biscuit box, held it in his arms, and walked into the elevator.

　　None of the three spoke.

　　Wu Shaobai didn't even ask them how their business was going recently.