Cannon Fodder's Rebirth

At this moment, in the private room of the most upscale restaurant in the field department, three adults, two men and one woman, who had a tangled relationship were sitting together, and Zhong Yifan was sent away to his cousin's house to take care of Huzi.

Whether it was intentional or not, the three of them sat around the round table in an equilateral triangle, keeping a safe distance from each other.

Cai Shufang stared at the teacup in front of her in a daze. The waiter closed the door after pouring the tea once and went out. Now the cup of tea was no longer warm.

Zhong Jianshe just smoked one cigarette after another, and the years of excessive smoking have left yellow marks on the skin of his index and middle fingers holding the cigarettes.

The silence lasted long enough, so long that the three of them had already regurgitated the past more than ten years ago several times, and even the air was filled with the bitter taste left over from those unbearable years.

In the end, it was Cheng Zhiyuan who spoke first.

"Jianjian, I didn't come here this time to break up your family. I am very grateful to you for taking care of Fanfan for me for more than ten years. I can't say anything about repayment. It's just a small compensation. I hope you will accept it."

What Cheng Zhiyuan wanted Zhong Jianshe to accept was a black lockbox placed in the middle of the table.Now, the combination lock of the box has been unlocked, and Cheng Zhiyuan turned it to Zhong Jianshe, which contained hundred-yuan bills with the faces of the four great men printed on them, a whole box.

100 million, at the moment when the Zhong family really needs money, the attraction of 100 million is huge enough.

Amidst the smog, Zhong Jianshe's dark face was even more expressionless, and he was still puffing on the cigarette, but Cai Shufang, who was sitting by the side, visibly shook.

"You take it away! We don't want it! Fanfan has nothing to do with you, Jianshe and I will never let you take him away!" The reason why Cai Shufang felt very uneasy because her husband's silent attitude made her so sure.

"Shufang, now that it's about my son, why do you deceive yourself?" Cheng Zhiyuan sighed, "I don't know what else happened to your family. , I will take out another 50 to help you solve the child's eye problem."

"It's not about money!" Like a mother beast wanting to protect her cub, the always weak woman almost used all her strength to yell at the rich man.Too intense emotions stimulated her nerves, and her body couldn't help shaking. Cai Shufang had to support the edge of the table with both hands to encourage herself not to fall. "Cheng Zhiyuan...Cheng Zhiyuan, please, please? Just pretend that you have never been to this place, and nothing happened. You go your own way, and we cross our single-plank bridge. Please don't play Fanfan's idea." ,OK?"

"Shufang..." With a painful sigh, Cheng Zhiyuan poked his heart and said, "If I hadn't been forced into this situation, I would have no face to see you again! It's not you begging me now, it's me begging you! So is Fanfan My son, although I couldn't watch him be born and watch him grow up, but mother and son are connected with each other by nature, he is my own flesh and blood, how could I intentionally harm him? I really can't help Shufang... Xiaoye is not yet 14 years old, I can't just watch him die!"

"Then you can just sit and watch Fanfan being robbed of a kidney? Is your little Ye more precious than my Fanfan's life?"

"I dare to come here to ask you this request. I have consulted with the doctor. As long as there is a healthy kidney on one side, there is no problem in maintaining metabolic function, and you can live a normal life. And I will make up for Fanfan. In the future, if he stays with me, I will continue He will be compensated for what he owes in the past 15 years. There is no question of who is more expensive than anyone else, they are all my sons, and they are all my heart and soul!"

"The heart?" Cai Shufang's voice was full of distrust: "Then if Fanfan is sick, will you ask your Xiaoye to donate a kidney?"

"Yes! As long as I can convince his mother, I will!" This sentence, or Cheng Zhiyuan's heartfelt words, but Cai Shufang still heard the implication.

"That means it's impossible. How can there be a mother willing to use her son's organs to save irrelevant people?"

"They are not irrelevant people, Shufang, they are brothers." He came here because they are brothers, related by blood, and the matching is easier to succeed.

"Xiaofang." Zhong Jianshe, who had been smoking in silence all this time, suddenly spoke up, drawing the attention of the two quarrelsome people to him.

He has been just an inconspicuous person all his life, and for the first time in this moment of three-legged confrontation, he has the opportunity to play a key role that can determine a person's fate. For a while, Zhong Jianshe couldn't adapt to this role.Licking his somewhat dry lips, Zhong Jianshe deliberately kept his eyes away from the box of money, and he also dared not face up to his wife who had been with him for more than ten years.

"Ordinarily, I shouldn't say anything about Fanfan's affairs, but Huzi's trouble is really too big right now, and his uncle is a famous gangster..."

"Jianshe, you... what do you want to say?" Cai Shufang's heart was beating violently after interrupting her husband's words.

"Xiaofang, Qiao Xu's uncle has been in the palace for the third time. You know that he was released from prison only a few days ago because of the murder. Eyes..." Zhong Jianshe paused, looked up at his wife, and there was a plea in his eyes that the couple could understand for more than ten years: "Xiaofang, Fanfan is your son, and Huzi is also your son. It's meat!"

"..." Cai Shufang was speechless.

50 may be a bit of a big mouth, but even if the court didn't award that much, they still can't get it halved.It is said that it is smashing pots and selling iron to make up for it, but how many catties of iron can a broken pot sell?How much can a catty of iron sell for?Qiao Xu's uncle can really do anything. The last time he heard that he cut off his hamstring in a fight with someone, he was sentenced to five and a half years and just released him. Dare to think about it.

One side is a kidney of the elder son, and the other is an eye of the younger son. If the mother has to choose one of the two, it will be hard to die...

"Jianjian, that's not what I said, no matter whether you let Fanfan go with me or not, I will leave the money for you. I didn't use money to buy my son, I came to beg you." Cheng Zhiyuan turned away while speaking Cai Shufang: "Shufang, the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. Fanfan and Huzi are like this to you, and Fanfan and Xiaoye are the same to me! And even if there is a blood relationship, the matching may not necessarily be successful." Frankly speaking, I still have my own selfishness to take Fanfan away, if... If Xiaoye really can't save him, at least let me own Fanfan! I beg you, I'll kneel down and beg you!"

Seeing that the man who was like a sun god in his heart actually knelt down at her feet with tears in his eyes, Cai Shufang had mixed emotions in her heart, biting her lips with tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to do, so she could only turn her face away from looking at him .

"Zhiyuan, if you have something to discuss slowly, don't do this." Seeing that Cheng Zhiyuan knelt on the ground for a long time and his wife didn't respond, Zhong Jianshe had no choice but to come over and help him up to smooth things over: "Xiaofang, how have I treated Fanfan all these years? You see, my surname Zhong dares to pat my conscience and say that I deserve a clear conscience as my father, and I will never deliberately push Fanfan into the pit of fire. In my opinion, a tiger’s poison does not eat its own child. If Zhiyuan said something If the kidney can live normally, Fanfan should be fine. What's more, it may not be a successful match, right?"

Zhong Jianshe's words are eloquent, but it is impossible to say that he has no selfishness.After all, Huzi is his own son, and his son always takes care of himself.

In the past ten years or so, he and Shufang's husband and wife have treated each other as guests, and they have lived a good life. He also tried his best to forget his wife's past.But, in the final analysis, he is not really a man with such a big heart, especially the existence of Fanfan, so that he can always think of the scene when he can only hide and follow his wife and Cheng Zhiyuan cuddling with each other with his eyes.In the past two years, after Fanfan began to stretch his body and grow taller, he was a head taller than him in a year, and the contours of his facial features more and more shrouded the shadow of Cheng Zhiyuan back then, and his outstanding small appearance set off him This cheap father became more and more ashamed of himself, making him unable to ignore the fact that Fanfan was not his own son no matter how hard he tried.

If Fanfan was taken away by Cheng Zhiyuan, wouldn't the rest of him, Shufang and Huzi be a real family?What's more, although Cheng Zhiyuan said that he would give them money to help them no matter what, if they really didn't return their son, how could they have the nerve to accept the money?If you don't charge that money, how will you solve Huzi's matter?

On this side, the adoptive father and biological father unexpectedly stood in the same trench.On that side, Zhong Yifan, who was tutoring Huzi and his little cousin at his cousin's house, had no idea what happened in the restaurant, let alone that his life was at an inflection point worth 150 million yuan.

Sometimes, knowing nothing is a kind of happiness.However, Zhong Yifan's happy ending has entered the countdown.

It was still the private room in the store, and there were still three people, but Zhong Jianshe was replaced by Zhong Yifan who called from his aunt's house, and the herbal tea and the box of money on the table were also replaced by a table full of sumptuous delicacies.

"Mom?" The waiter was still serving food, but his mother looked like she was trying to hold back tears, Zhong Yifan was really 120 million puzzled.Finally, after the scalloped red bream, which is known as the three treasures of the frontier, was also served, Zhong Yifan paused his gaze on the milky white soup for a few seconds, then turned to his mother again, and cast a questioning gaze.

"Come on, Fanfan, are you hungry? Eat first, and then we'll talk after eating." I didn't have a chance to look carefully before, but now I'm an arm's length away from my son, Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes are almost glued to his son, seeing that the dishes are ready , first help Bucai intimately.

It's a pity that Zhong Yifan is no longer at the age where he can be coaxed into a grin with just a piece of candy.Apart from being puzzled by the overtures of the strange man in front of him, he also had an instinctive hostility, which was probably influenced by his parents' attitude towards this man before.

He thanked him with a cold face, Zhong Yifan's eyes were wary, and he didn't move his chopsticks. He faintly felt that the appearance of the man made their family even more turbulent in this difficult time.

"Mom, where's Dad? Did you call me here because this uncle invited me to dinner?"

Of course Zhong Yifan didn't know, what the two people who gave him his life were going to tell him, it was not convenient for Zhong Jianshe, who was the adoptive father, to be present.

"Fanfan, don't embarrass your mother, let me tell you." The son was more stubborn than he thought, so Cheng Zhiyuan had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and explain the reason first.

It was a very long story. A group of young students in their teens and a group of urban students who couldn’t tell the difference between leeks and wheat seedlings came to the Great Northern Wilderness in response to the slogan “Re-educate the poor and lower-middle peasants” and sang “Broad World” There is a lot to do" and at the same time, he took up the hoe with the hand holding the pen.Heavy physical labor, monotonous entertainment life, during that most special day, the young student met a beautiful girl and talked about an irresponsible love that began and ended...

Without any attempt to excuse himself, Cheng Zhiyuan laid out all the unbearable past in front of his 15-year-old son in a confessional tone.

It was as if the scab on the wound had been torn off abruptly. Even though it had healed for many years, it would still be painful to be opened again.Unable to comfort her shocked and injured son, and unable to face and recall those painful pasts again, Cai Shufang buried her face in her palms, and tears kept spilling out between her fingers.

Drops of tears sank into the knees of the blue trousers, smudged dark blue circles on them.Circle, then connect into pieces...