Kung Fu Divine Doctor

When the three of them finished crying, Lu Feng took Wang Yiyuan and his family to a room. Looking at the family who held hands tightly and didn't want to let go, he squeezed out a smile and said, "brother Wang, have a good chat here!"

"Putong..."

A family of three, straight kneeling in front of Lu Feng monk Wende, tears seem to turn into endless bitterness.

"Uncle, Lu Xiaodi, your great kindness is unrequited by the three members of our family. In the next life, we are willing to serve you and repay you for your kindness."

Li Rongfang sobbed and knocked three times with her husband and son.

"Brother Wang, Sister Li, get up quickly. You can't make it. Get up quickly."

Lu Feng quickly picked up the three members of the family, then took a deep look at Wang Yiyuan, turned and left the room.

"Rong Fang, how have you been these years?"

After monk Wende left, Wang Yiyuan looked at his wife and son and asked, his words full of bitterness and love.

"Fortunately, you saved some money and could barely survive. If not, how could we live?"

Li Rongfang thought of the pain of these years, tears could not stop flowing down.

"It's all my fault. I hurt you."

Wang Yiyuan said regretfully.

"Mom and Dad, don't cry. Why do you cry when you see dad? I want to cry when you cry too."

Wang Xiaobei said with red eyes.

"OK, don't cry, dad doesn't cry."

Wang Yiyuan took a deep breath and pressed back his tears. He held his son in his arms with a smile and said, "Xiao Bei told Dad, do you listen to my mother these years?"

"Listen, Xiao Bei is obedient..."

Li Rongfang looks at her husband and her son with tears in her eyes. She has been controlling her emotions. She seems to cry a lot, but she can't. today is the day of reunion. How can she cry.

Xiao Feng said that time was running out... Li Rongfang's tears were even more overwhelming when he thought of this. At 12 noon, Shang Wende asked his family to cook several good dishes, including five dishes, one soup, three meat and two vegetables, which Lu Feng sent to him.

"Brother Wang, have dinner! If you have anything to say, let's have dinner! "

Lu Feng knocked on the door and called out.

Wang Yiyuan opened the door and said gratefully: "brother Lu, I won't say anything about the great kindness. I can't repay you in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will go through fire and water! I know it's empty now, but thank you very much

Lu Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "no, I respect you for being a good man, so I can help you easily. You can eat. I'll get some food for the old master. "

With that, Lu Feng didn't give another chance for the family to talk, so he turned and left the room.

He knew that the three members of the family didn't have much time, so he gave them more time.

Wang Yiyuan looked at Lu Feng's back as he left. His gratitude grew stronger and stronger. He took a deep breath, turned around and said with a strong smile, "Rong Fang, Xiao Bei, come on, let's have dinner."

"Good! Finally, I can have dinner with my father. Xiaobei is so happy! "

Wang Xiaobei is a child of eight or nine years old, and Wang Yiyuan's conversation with Li Rongfang also tries to avoid him, so up to now, he doesn't know his father. This is the last time he meets with him.

Wang Yiyuan's heart contains guilt and pain. After putting the food away, he put a piece of braised pork in brown sauce into his son's chopsticks and said with a strong smile, "come on, son. I'll give you some meat. In the future, you must eat well and strive to grow tall. In this way, you can help your mother do things in the future!"

"OK, Xiaobei will help her mother do things, and you can eat, too."

Wang Xiaobei gave Wang Yiyuan a piece of meat with a smile on his face.

Li Rongfang looked at the scene where her husband and son sandwiched meat with each other. Tears surged in her eyes again. She took a deep breath and forced her grief to the bottom of her heart. She quickly picked up the rice to block her sight. It was just that the rice, which should have been sweet, was salty and bitter in her mouth because of the drops of tears.

Lu Feng leans on one side of the door and listens to the laughter in the room. The bitterness in his mouth makes him uncomfortable.

After a family of three finished eating in the room, Lu Feng took Wang Xiaobei out to play for two or three hours. He left this time for Wang Yiyuan and Li Rongfang. They still had to say something to each other.

The time to get together is always short. Soon in the evening, Shang Wende arranged a room for AI Shuo to let them live.

It was a peaceful night. After breakfast the next morning, the parting moment that no one wanted to see finally came.

Outside the Grand Courtyard House, Wang Yiyuan looks at his wife and children with tears in his eyes. His arm in the corner of the wall is already blue, and the tiger's body is shaking violently.

This difference may be the separation of yin and Yang!

Although Wang Yiyuan was able to let go of his regret, he was full of pain and guilt, as if there were countless poisonous snakes and beasts biting his heart.

"Dad, come back to see me and mom! Xiaobei will miss you very much! "

Children's words reverberate in the sky.

The original sunny day, I do not know when the clouds have been dense, a lightning like a Golden Snake shuttle in the thick clouds, churning ceaselessly.

Even Shang Wende, who has lived for most of his life, is deeply stimulated by the child's words. Two tears roll down and quickly wipe them off with his sleeve.

Looking for him in the dream, looking back, he is already in the dim light!

One day it was like a dream.

That body looks still strong figure, but after the sudden appearance, will disappear forever in front of us.

How Li Rongfang thought, "I've been looking for him in my dream for thousands of years. Looking back in the evening, he's already in the dim light!" The artistic conception of, never disappear, let him forever in the lights, let his shadow always stay in their side.

The reality of life, the tragic fate.

No one can control the gear of fate, time is passing, the end, everything has to end.

When Wang Yiyuan's figure disappears, Li Rongfang, who is holding her son's hand, suddenly turns around, tears streaming down her face and pulls her son back to the corner just now. Holding the corner and pulling her son, Li Rongfang's body slowly slides down and almost sits in the corner.

Lu Feng, who is just three or four meters away from Li Rongfang, stops abruptly because he hears a tearful sentence from Li Rongfang's mouth

"Let me have another look at him, just one look..."

One more look, one more look.

How simple words, but like the wind whistling in the bleak winter, that desolate sad Wangfu painting.

Lu Feng and Li Rongfang's mother and son returned to Shanxi in the afternoon.

When he walked back into his room, Lu Feng felt sad.

Li Rongfang moved the bench, politely let Lu Feng sit down, and poured a glass of water to Lu Feng, said with a smile: "there are less things at home, but we won't live in this place for a long time. After all, Xiaobei's father rented it at the beginning, paid the rent for several years, and now it's almost due. Don't worry about it, little brother Lu, drink some water!"

Lu Feng took it with a smile and said, "Sister Li, don't be busy! I won't give up. To tell you the truth, I came from a poor family. "

Li Rongfang smiles and doesn't speak. He turns around and asks Wang Xiaobei to go to another room to play by himself. Then he sadly says to Lu Feng, "Lu Xiaodi, I know Yi is going to turn himself in, so I want to make some Taigu cakes for him. You can bring them to him when you go back. Would you? I think he'll have some of my pancakes before he leaves. "

Lu Feng had no reason to refuse. He nodded heavily and said, "OK, I will bring it to brother Wang for you."

Li Rongfang's eyes flashed a trace of tears, turned to the kitchen and began to be busy.

Lu Feng's eyes swept slowly around the room. He had a bold idea. He went into the room to play with Wang Xiaobei for a while. Then he walked to the door of the kitchen. Through the bright glass, Lu Feng looked at the thin, short middle-aged woman. Her heart was gloomy.

The busy figure, the woman with face and tears, let him have a sense of respect in his heart.

All of a sudden, Lu Feng wanted to taste it. He wanted to taste the taste of Taigu cake made with tears dripping into the dough.

Lu Feng once ate Taigu cake, which was brought by a Shanxi university classmate from home. It is sweet but not greasy, crisp but not broken, delicious and delicious. It is well-known throughout the country for its fragrance, crispness and softness, and even enjoys the reputation of "king of cakes".

At this moment, Lu Feng wants to know what kind of taste this Taigu cake with tears will be?

Does the flavor of fragrance, crispness and softness add to the flavor of faithful love?

Li Rongfang discovered the arrival of Lu Feng, wiped away the tears from his face, sobbed and said: "Yiyuan used to like the Taigu cake I made most. He said that even if he ate it all his life, he would not feel tired. Now, I think what he wants most is Taigu cake..."

She naturally knows her husband's thoughts and desires.

Lu Feng was silent.

Sensibility makes him want to let Wang Yiyuan go, but reason tells him that he can't do it. The murderer pays for his life. That's seventeen lives. In fact, the original sentence of life imprisonment is very light. Even if he doesn't want to do it again, he must be handed over to the law to judge whether he is guilty or not.

After standing for a few minutes, Lu Feng said he went out and turned to leave.

Half an hour later, when Lu Feng, who had already returned, took Li Rongfang's Taigu cake wrapped in plastic bags and white paper, looked at the tearful woman, took the black leather bag which was put on the table with tears, handed it to Li Rongfang, and said, "Sister Li, brother Wang asked me to give you the money. Take care of Xiao Bei. He is still a child, When you are stable, send him to school! Education at this time is too important for him! "