Infinite Movie World

Xufeng cleared her throat hastily, "Ahem, friend, I got the wrong person."

The young man was startled, quickly took off his eyes, and squinted slightly to look at Xufeng.

After seeing the expensive suit on Xufeng's body, the young man hurriedly took a step back, and said awkwardly, "Mister, I'm sorry."

Xu Feng smiled and said, "It's okay."

I didn't suffer anyway.

The young man ran up to the homeless man, carefully inspected the injuries on the homeless man, and burst into tears with distress.

"father!"

"How many times have I told you!"

"Don't go to the street to steal other people's food!"

"What will you do if you are beaten to death someday!"

The young man cried and yelled at the bum.

The tramp remained unmoved, and continued to gnaw on the last piece of duck butt.

The young man snatched the duck butt, still on the ground, and stomped hard, "Don't eat it! Don't eat it! Don't eat it!"

The homeless man let out a strange cry, knocked the young man away forcefully, lay down on the ground, and stuffed the dirty duck's butt into his mouth.

Xufeng's heart throbbed violently.

All things are sad for poor and lowly families.

Chapter 141 Half Baked Sweet Potato (2 more)

The young man looked at the father of the homeless man, lying in the corner of the shack and weeping in pain.

Why didn't he want his father to eat and drink spicy food?

It's just that, with his appearance as a weak scholar, no one wants to work as a coolie on the dock.

They can only live by picking up the rubbish thrown out by rich people every day.

On days like this, there is as much humiliation as there is.

"Sorry, sir, I let you see a joke." The young man wiped away his tears, smiled wryly and bowed to Xufeng to apologize.

"Sir, you must have saved my father. His brain was shot and wounded by Sang Guobing. Sometimes he was sober and sometimes confused. I thank you for him."

It can be seen that he is a very polite and self-restraining person, and he has obviously received a good cultural education.

Xufeng quickly said: "It's not about saving, it's just that the road is rough. By the way, friend, what do you call it?"

The young man said: "Oh, my name is Zhou Guangyao, and my father's name is Zhou Qingquan. We both escaped from Fushan."

really!

Xu Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "He's from Fushan, do you know Ye Wen?"

Zhou Guangyao's cloudy eyes immediately lit up, "I know you! Uncle Ye Wen is the pride of our Fushan people! My father Zhou Qingquan and him are good brothers who have a life-long friendship! When I was young, I often asked Uncle's manor as a guest!"

Mentioning the old scene, Zhou Guangyao was quite emotional, as if he was a different person.

"Ip Man, Ye Wen," Zhou Qingquan, who was lying on the plank, murmured, but his face was full of confusion.

Zhou Guangyao's eyes dimmed immediately, "Unfortunately, after my dad rescued Uncle Wen, he returned to Fushan to deal with the cotton factory, but was shot in the back of the head by Sang Guobing, and we were separated from Uncle Wen's family. I don’t know how Wenshu and Aunt Yongcheng are doing now, and Xiao Yezhun, have they grown up now?”

Xufeng said with a smile: "They are at the port."

Zhou Guangyao asked excitedly: "What? Mister, are you kidding me? My uncle is also at the airport?! Where is he? Where is he? With my uncle around, my dad wouldn't be living like this Thanks for your hard work!"

Xufeng said quickly: "I only know that they have arrived at the port, but I don't know where they are."

Zhou Guangyao became disappointed again, "The port is so big, finding someone is like finding a needle in a haystack. Besides, I have to take care of my dad."

Xufeng smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll help you find it."

Zhou Guangyao said with a full face of astonishment: "Sir, we have no money, and we don't know how to repay your help."

Xufeng waved her hand, "I don't want money, just by the way. I'm also looking for Ye Wen to learn Wing Chun."

Zhou Guangyao said in surprise, "So that's it! You really have a vision! If you want to learn Wing Chun, just ask me!"

Xufeng looked around, and scratched her ears embarrassedly, "I just came to the port, and I'm not familiar with the place, so I wonder if I can stay with you for a while."

The condition of the shack was very poor, the surrounding walls were covered with waste books and paper, and the floor was full of greasy, dirty rags.

But here is after all.

What's more, although Xufeng is well dressed, he is actually a poor man with no money.

This is the plot world, and he doesn't pay much attention to it, as long as he can sleep peacefully.

Zhou Guangyao said in horror: "Sir, how can this be done? My place is too dilapidated. I am ashamed that people like you live here!"

Xufeng smiled and said, "It's not that particular, unless you don't want to keep me here."

Zhou Guangyao said hastily: "No, no, since this is the case, I'll clean it up for you sir."

Xufeng smiled and said: "Thank you, oh yes, my name is Xufeng."

"Hey, Brother Feng." Zhou Guangyao said hello, and then quickly helped Xufeng tidy up the bunk.

The boards were no longer enough, so Zhou Guangyao put a pile of clean books on the ground to level them up, and then spread another layer of sheets. This was Xufeng's sleeping berth.

Xufeng lay on it and tried to feel uncomfortable, but it was barely usable.

"Thank you." Xufeng smiled at Zhou Guangyao.

Only then did Zhou Guangyao heave a sigh of relief, and apologized again and again: "I'm really sorry, Brother Feng, we can only wrong you with our conditions."

"It's all right." Xufeng lay down with her clothes on.

He really wanted to transform his suit into SpongeBob's pajamas, but if he did that, he might scare Zhou Guangyao out of his mind.

As soon as I lay down, my stomach started to growl.

Zhou Guangyao asked, "Brother Feng, haven't you eaten yet?"

Xufeng said embarrassedly: "Yes."