Wang Yifan pointed at Old Man Li's nose and said in an old and experienced manner.
"I say, Old Li, don't try to smooth things over with me. It's none of your business!”
Old Man Li was stunned when he heard that.
Wang Yifan's tone and actions were exactly the same as Zhao Shutang's.
He slapped his thigh.
"Hey! Brother Zhao, why don't you listen to my advice!”
"Listen to advice?"
Wang Yifan raised his eyebrows.
"If you had listened to my advice back then and didn't climb onto the train to pick up the coal ash, Director Liu and I could have carried the stretcher and carried you more than ten miles to send you to the hospital?”
Hearing this, Old Man Li was completely stunned.
When he was young, he and Zhao Shutang were both workers in the power plant.
At that time, their family was poor, and there were often heavy trains carrying coal from the thermal power plant. They would go up and scrape some coal ash to burn at home.
There was once a freezing day and the train froze.
He had to go up and pick up more cinders.
Zhao Shutang couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried.
In the end, the roof of the car was slippery, and he had scraped a lot of coal ash. He accidentally fell off the roof.
This time, he directly broke his leg.
It was Zhao Shutang who called Director Liu from the security department. The two of them walked more than ten miles in the cold wind in the middle of winter before they sent him to the city hospital.
It had been at least 40 years.
Not to mention the juniors in the courtyard.
Even the old people in the factory didn't remember much.
At this moment, he completely believed that the person in front of him was Zhao Shutang!
Thinking of this, Old Man Li suddenly wiped away his tears.
"Brother Zhao, you're really back!”
"Aiyo, how much grievance did you suffer before you went to complain!”
Wang Yifan slapped his thigh.
He smiled bitterly.
"My family is unfortunate. I've made a fool of myself!”
At this moment, the middle-aged man in his thirties stood out from behind the crowd.
"Old Master Zhao, do you still recognize me?”
Wang Yifan smiled slightly." Tang Jixiong, you're just a little kid. You grew up in a family home. How can I not know you?"”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man beamed with joy.
"Master Zhao, you're back! I'll cut a fruit for you. I'll cut your favorite mango!”
Hearing this, Wang Yifan's hand paused in the air.
He smiled slightly." You're a scheming Tang kid. You know that I'm allergic to mangoes, but you still insist on feeding me mangoes. Do you think it's not easy for me to come to the world of the living?"”
After saying this sentence.
Tang Jixiong's expression changed.
"Master Zhao, it really is you!"
As he spoke, his tears flowed down.
"Master Zhao, my parents suffered a work-related injury in the factory. I'm the only child left in the family.”
"You took care of me the most. You even gave me money and sponsored my school!”
"I went out to do business this time and only returned after half a year. I didn't expect you to actually... He actually left just like that!"
As he spoke, he took out two bottles of Maotai from behind him.
"This is the Maotai I bought for you. Why don't we have another drink today?”
When they saw the old man and the young man, they were sure that Old Master Zhao had returned to his soul.
This time, the cheers in the corridor became even louder.
"Amazing! I've finally gained some knowledge today!"
"The first seven days, Old Master Zhao is really back!”
Just as the crowd was in an uproar, Wang Yifan waved his hand.
Lil Tang, since you still recognize your Master Zhao, then go into the house and bring me a chair in the courtyard.
"Go to the neighboring courtyard and call my boss over!”
"I don't have much time left. I have something to tell you!”
Hearing this, Tang Jixiong nodded.
"I'll go now, I'll go now!"
This was a matter of the ghosts and gods, so how could he dare to delay?
Just like that, he took out an old rattan chair from the Zhao family's house and placed it on the small square below the dormitory.
Then, she turned around and called the driver, and quickly ran to the dormitory building next door.
Many neighbors followed him downstairs.
Soon, Old Master Zhao's seventh soul came back to life.
The news spread throughout the entire courtyard.
Wang Yifan sat on a rattan chair in the courtyard.
More and more people gathered around.
It felt as if the entire dormitory was here.
Ten minutes later.
A shout suddenly came from behind the crowd.
"Hurry up and make way, hurry up and make way. The Zhao family's boss is coming!”
A gap appeared in the crowd.
A man and a woman in their fifties ran over in a panic.
She was different from her second son and daughter-in-law, who had a sharp and mean image.
The eldest son was wearing a starched white shirt. One look and one could tell that he was the honest and capable type.
He passed through the crowd and looked at the young man sitting on the rattan chair in the courtyard.
His mind suddenly came to a realization.
He recognized this rattan chair.
His!
He did not recognize the young man on the rattan chair.
It should be an outsider!
However, from this young man's actions to his expression.
However, he felt that…
This young man.
It was his father!
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