"Huh?" Lu Hui looked at Fang Zheng in astonishment. Cause and effect are rewarded and cannot be whitened. So this monk came to their house for a purpose
Fang Zheng smiled, looked at Lu Zheng's room and said, "The poor monk saw a pair of eyes full of longing downstairs, but deep in those eyes was despair. Donor, can you tell the poor monk the owner of these eyes?" What?"
Lu Hui was stunned again, and then fell into silence.
Fang Zheng didn't rush him and just waited quietly.
For a long time, Lu Hui did not speak. At this time, Su Yun brought all the dishes and smiled a little sheepishly: "Master, you eat first, I will go and deliver food to the children."
After saying that, Su Yun walked into Lu Zheng's room with a bowl filled with rice and vegetables.
Fang Zheng looked over and saw that the room was completely dark. The curtains were not opened and the rest could not be seen because the door was closed.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded in Fang Zheng's ears: "The person inside is my son Lu Zheng, we call him Xiao Zheng. This child has liked playing basketball since he was a child, but unfortunately... there was a car accident before, and his legs were hit. Then he couldn't stand up. The doctor said that there was still hope of standing up, but it was very slim. He was very depressed and locked himself in his room every day without seeing anyone.
From that day on, he almost never got angry or smiled. It was as if he had lost his soul and could no longer think. He didn't care about anything, didn't care about anything, as if he was isolated from the world.
I bought him a wheelchair, but he only uses it to go to the toilet occasionally. He doesn't use it at all. He just lies on the bed and stares at the ceiling in a daze. In recent days, those children have begun to come to the basketball court to play. At this time, Xiao Zheng will go to the window to take a look... But every time those children leave, Xiao Zheng will fall into a deeper silence. A person may not cherish what he owns, but when he loses it, he will understand how precious it is! Xiaozheng originally had a pair of intact legs, could run, jump, and played basketball well... Now... Now when I see other people playing basketball, I'm afraid that he will be emotionally moved by the scene and feel uncomfortable, so I drove those children away.
However, Xiao Zheng seems to be even more depressed... To be honest, there is nothing I can do. I don't know what else I can do for him. "
Lu Hui's voice became hoarse when he said this. As a father, seeing his son becoming increasingly depressed and worse than death, the pain he felt was no less than that of Lu Zheng. As a father, no matter how much pain, he can only endure it, because he understands that his arms are the pillars supporting the last piece of sky for his child. Once he falls, the child will really be hopeless.
"Hey, what are you talking about..." Lu Hui complained bitterly, picked up the wine glass, poured a large glass, then shook his hand and said with a bitter smile: "Sorry."
"Donor, this poor monk should stop drinking. You are not a monk, so just feel free to do whatever you want." Fang Zheng understood what Lu Hui meant.
Lu Hui nodded and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. His breath became better, but his eyes became even redder.
Fang Zheng looked at Lu Zheng's room and said: "Those who are confused by the authorities know clearly. In the eyes of the poor monk, Xiao Zheng's benefactor is not really depressed. On the contrary, there is still a fire burning in his heart, and he has not completely given up on himself. Otherwise, he will He won’t go to watch football games, but will completely lie in bed and become a living dead.”
"Huh?!" Lu Hui looked up in shock and looked at Fang Zheng, his eyes shining with hope. He is not a fool. When Fang Zheng said this, he understood! Indeed, if you are really desperate, why would you still go to the football game
Thinking of this, Lu Hui said with a bit of sobs: "Please ask the mage to give me some advice."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "This is not a disease of the legs, but a disease of the heart. The poor monk has a solution, but it requires your cooperation."
"Cooperate? How to cooperate?" Lu Hui was stunned.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and whispered a few words into Lu Hui's ear.
Lu Hui said: "This... will they agree?"
"It's up to you. A poor monk can only help so much." Fang Zheng said.
After Lu Hui thought for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Let's do it!"
After lunch, Fang Zheng didn't see Lu Zheng, but it didn't matter anymore. He said goodbye to Su Yun and Lu Hui, left the tobacco factory community, and headed towards Wang Kun's house.
What surprised Fang Zheng was that when he arrived at the door, he heard a commotion in Wang Kun's house. The door was not closed. When he opened it, Chen Wei, Wang Kun, and a bunch of guys playing basketball were all there! They were drinking beer, singing, and yelling in the house... They were just a bunch of crazy people!
Lone Wolf looked up at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, these guys are crazy."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "He is indeed crazy."
Lone Wolf asked. "Then do you still want to deal with them?"
"Of course!" Fang Zheng nodded.
"Master, you're back! Sit down quickly!" Wang Kun waved his arms happily when he saw Fang Zheng, holding a bottle of beer in his other hand. He looked very excited.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "You guys can continue playing, I'll go out for a walk."
After saying that, Fang Zheng took Lone Wolf out. Wang Kun thought about it and followed him out immediately.
"Master, don't you like the excitement? How about I let everyone disperse?" Wang Kun was really grateful to Fang Zheng. What he said yesterday may not change other people's views on him. However, it changed his perspective on the world! Sticking to what you think is right means that your journey is worthwhile and your life has not been in vain. He likes this feeling! Therefore, Wang Kun regarded Fangzheng as the best place to make friends.
After Fang Zheng thought for a while, he said, "Wang Kun, I want to tell you something."
"What's the matter?" Wang Kun asked immediately, and then he patted his chest and said, "Master, why are you being polite to me? If you want anything, just say it."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "That's it..."
Fang Zheng told Wang Kun about Lu Zheng's situation. Wang Kun was stunned and said, "The man who had a car accident some time ago was the uncle's son? No wonder he drove us away."
"That's probably what happened. The poor monk wants to help Lu Zheng. But he needs your help." Fang Zheng said.
"No problem, Master, tell me what we should do!" Wang Kun agreed immediately.
"Oh? You agreed without even thinking about it?" Fang Zheng looked at Wang Kun in surprise.
Wang Kun rolled his eyes and said, "I just like playing basketball, and I'm not a heartless villain. Why don't you agree to a good deed that can help others?"
Fang Zheng smiled. This was not the first time he heard such words. When he was in school, there were several classmates who were like Fang Zheng and were not good at studying and were regarded as poor students. This was the case. They are just poor at studying, but when someone really needs help, they are the ones who are most enthusiastic. Some people even joked at the time: "The status of a class in the school depends on the strength of the teachers and principals in the front row, but among the students, it still depends on the strength of the last row!"
(End of chapter)