The old man sighed: "His son has been gambling in the United States for more than 20 years, and his character has long been assimilated by the indifference of American people. He no longer feels that family ties are very important to him, so Old Dengtou resolutely chose to leave. Maybe he couldn’t find the feeling of home in the United States and was living too lonely!”
Zhu Yan was extremely ashamed of this kind of person in his heart, but when he thought that he could not stay with his father to fulfill his filial piety, he could not say anything.
Xia Yuanqiu asked: "What should we do now? Can we not find him?"
The old man said: "That's not necessarily the case. I know his preferences. It's impossible for him to come back without a penny when he returns to China. I guess he lives near a fishing ground. Old Dengtou's biggest hobby is fishing. As long as there are fish to catch, he can forget all his worries."
Aunt Zhuang answered: "Old Deng was so close to you in the past. Now that he has returned to China, why doesn't he come to see you?"
The old man let out a long sigh again: "It's because he's too close, and he doesn't want me to see his embarrassment. Old Deng, Old Deng, we have been brothers for many years, but now that we are in this position, we still care about face." , are you really planning to die without ever meeting me?"
The old man shook his head, turned to Aunt Zhuang and said, "Call Gu Cheng and ask him to help find the whereabouts of Old Dengtou."
When Gu Cheng was mentioned, all three people except the old man changed their expressions. Aunt Zhuang said angrily: "Old man, are you really old and confused? It's already this time, and you still want to ask Gu Cheng to come to your house?"
The old man was puzzled: "What do you mean this time? What happened to Gu Cheng?"
Xia Yuanqiu finally figured out that the old man was not confused, but that he didn't know what happened at all. When she found her grandfather yesterday, he had been sleeping. He had no idea what Gu Cheng did or said in the meantime.
"Grandpa, do you still remember where you went yesterday? Who you met? What happened next?" Xia Yuanqiu asked.
The old man thought for a while and said: "Yesterday was July 11th, the day when your accident occurred three years ago. I went to the cemetery early yesterday morning. Later, Gu Cheng and his son came to me and said they were afraid of me. I'm too tired, come and see me, and then—" He frowned and thought again and again, and finally shook his head and said, "I won't remember what happened after that!"
Xia Yuanqiu said: "Let me tell you, you must have drank the water or drink that Gu Cheng gave you, and then you fell into a coma. Gu Cheng took you to the lawyer's office. Of course, the lawyer He was the one who bought it. They made a fake will, stipulating that all the property in your name would be inherited by him after a hundred years. Then they took you, who was sleeping, to the notary office. Of course, the notary office There are people from them here, and Zhu Yan and I found you at the notary office, and they were grabbing your hands to put fingerprints on the notarized documents."
When it came to pressing fingerprints, the old man involuntarily raised his hand and looked at the red ink pad on his thumb that had not yet been washed away. He understood everything in his heart. He had indeed drank the water that Gu Cheng handed him yesterday. The taste was a bit strange. But in his mood at that time, he didn't want to pay attention to this at all. He didn't expect that a master of medicine like him would fall into the hands of a villain like Gu Cheng. It seemed that the father and son planned this matter for more than one day.
The old man said coldly: "Even if you didn't show up yesterday, they wouldn't succeed."