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Volume One: The First Show of Strength Chapter 74: Beast!  !  !

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    Update time: 2012-11-25

    Chapter 74

    You must find a place to take a rest and recover your consumed mental energy!

    As soon as this idea came to Wang Ke's mind, his eyes fell on an old tree not far away.  He took steps without hesitation and strode towards the big tree not far away.

    Under the big shady willow tree, the cool breeze was blowing. Wang Ke sat down against the tree and slowly closed his eyes.  Feeling the cool and refreshing feeling, he stopped thinking about any problems in his mind and allowed his mental power to slowly recover.

    Time is passing slowly, and half an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

    Wang Ke, who felt that his mental strength had recovered a lot, slowly opened his eyes, glanced around a few times, and suddenly found an old man setting up a stall under another big willow tree not far from him with a sad face.  Look at the pedestrians around you.  The old man was wearing a gray coat, dirty black trousers, and a tattered and yellowed white towel draped over his shoulders.  From his appearance, it was obvious that this was his first time at the antique trading market. On the red cloth spread in front of him, there were several ancient household objects that were used by ordinary people. Although they looked a bit like ancient objects, they  There are so many things in this antique market, like an antique room, that few people are interested in taking a second look.

    Wang Ke didn't really believe that the middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer could be a real farmer. He had been in the antique trading market for a while and had seen many kinds of people, like this one.  He is a man who looks like an old farmer. He has seen a lot of them, and he also found that many of these people deliberately pretend to be pitiful, and then put out a few items in the hope of gaining everyone's sympathy so they can take a look at their items.  , there are even many people who cooperate secretly, act as trustees for such old farmers, and then commit fraud.

    After hesitating for a moment, Wang Ke decided to walk over and take a look.

    He strode to the old man under the willow tree not far away. Wang Ke glanced at the items on the red cloth spread by the old man. Suddenly, he frowned slightly because he felt that the things in front of him looked like  They are all like curios.

    Wang Ke slowly raised his head and looked at the old man's face.

    At this moment, the old man looked extremely excited.

    He has been setting up a stall here for nearly a day. Only two people came here to take a look. They shook their heads and left without even asking about the price. Now that Wang Ke brought him, he seemed to see hope, with a look in his eyes.  He stared at Wang Ke's face with longing, hoping that this young man would take a fancy to the items he put out.

    The old man's eyes full of longing made Wang Ke's heart tremble suddenly, because he felt the other party's heart from the old man's extremely hopeful eyes. Those pure eyes could never be faked, or even  The aura exuding from this old man had no other aura except that of being oppressed by life, and there was no other aura, and there was no sense of treachery from him.

    ?Perhaps, he is really an ordinary old farmer.

    Wang Ke somewhat believed in this old man.

    "This little brother, old man, I won't lie to you. I don't know whether these things are good or bad. Anyway, they have been in my house for many years. I heard that there are many people in big cities now.  I'm very curious about this kind of old stuff, so I came here. Our village is dozens of miles away from here, and I walked all day long. If you like it, I'll sell it to you cheaper."

    With trembling hands, the old man slowly took out the big tobacco pole, and then took out a brocade belt sewn with black cloth, then carefully poured out some shredded tobacco, lit it and started smoking slowly.

    In the midst of the green smoke, Wang Ke looked at the wrinkles on the old man's face and the traces left by the years on his face, and sighed quietly in his heart.

    ¡°Been gone for a day?!¡±

    Wang Ke's heart trembled, and his eyes showed an incredible light. His eyes fell on the rag shoes on the old man's feet, and he found that there was a small crack on the inside of the shoe on one of the feet, which was made by sewing.  caused by line breakage.

    Suddenly, he thought of his old father, and his eyes couldn't help but get wet. In order to save some money for himself, he was reluctant to take a two-dollar bus and walked all night home from the city.

    In order to save two dollars for my son, I walked all night!

    Father as a mountain!

    If his mother hadn¡¯t told him later, he would still have been kept in the dark.

    After knowing the news, he locked himself in the room, knelt on the ground, cried and swore to God that he would let his parents live a good life, no matter how miserable he was!

    He knew that it would not be like this unless his life was in a certain degree of embarrassment. Looking at the old farmer in front of him, Wang Ke couldn't help but feel sympathy in his heart.

     "Yes!"

    The old farmer nodded: "I didn't expect that it would be so far to get here. The Erzhuzi of our village told me that it would be there in a short time by car, but I was reluctant to take the car. If I came here by car, I didn't know  How much can these things be sold for? If you can, just make do with them and save more money."

    Wang Ke squatted down opposite the old man. From the old man's words, he could hear the bitterness and helplessness of being oppressed by life.

    "Old man, if these things are not valuable, aren't you wasting your time in vain?" he asked.

    The old man smiled bitterly and said: "We farmers are not afraid of wasting this little thing. Besides, there is nothing to be busy in the fields now. It won't be too late for me to go back to work! Little brother, look at these things of mine.  Is it valuable?"

    Hearing this, he quickly felt it through looking at his qi. There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy around him, so there was no magic weapon in the things placed in front of the old man.

    Looking at the expression of the old farmer¡¯s hope, Wang Ke couldn¡¯t bear it and did not say anything:

    ¡°It¡¯s hard to say, it¡¯s impossible to say it¡¯s too valuable, but if you¡¯re lucky, there are one or two antiques inside, and maybe they can be sold for some money.¡±

    The old man¡¯s lips trembled, and he lowered his head and murmured: ¡°If we can¡¯t sell it, what will my wife do?¡±

    As he spoke, some tears actually overflowed from the old man's eyes, and the hand holding the pipe trembled a little.

    Wang Ke looked at the old man pitifully. He didn't care about the dirt on the floor. After sitting down cross-legged, he said, "Old man, can you tell me about your family situation? What's wrong with your wife?"

    The old man raised his head, touched the corners of his eyes, and then said: "You don't know! I also have a wife at home whose spine was broken and can't take care of herself. She is lying on the bed. I can't even afford to buy her traditional Chinese medicine.  The ingredients are ready for cooking. Now is not the harvest season, so there is no income at all. I also have a son. My son used to be very smart and sensible. When he was a child, his academic performance was the best in his class every year.  You can even get me a certificate of excellence as a top student"

    As he spoke, the old farmer was completely immersed in his own memories. When he talked about his son, his face glowed with a strange light, and he was proud, as if his son was the greatest pride in his life.

    But as time passed, the pride on the old farmer¡¯s face completely disappeared, replaced by helplessness, anger, and desolation

    ¡°Although I lived a hard life at that time, I was very happy, but who knew what would happen later¡­¡±

    Speaking of this, the old farmer took a long puff of dry tobacco, his face full of pain.

    "When he reached high school, my son seemed to be a completely different person. At that time"

    Listening to the old man¡¯s description, Wang Ke began to become angry, extremely angry!

    The only son of an old farmer, he was obedient and had good academic performance when he was a child. He was the pride of his family.  But since he entered high school and went to school outside, his whole person has changed. He often skipped classes and got into fights, and was even expelled from school later. Therefore, he could not go to school. He hung out with a gang of gangsters, smoking, drinking and fighting all day long.  Even after returning home, he would punch and kick his wife after nagging him and his wife, and even beat them both to the hospital several times.

    Even if they were hospitalized, they would not go around them. They would even go to the hospital and make a fuss about asking for living expenses.

    Is this still a son?  He is clearly a beast!

    Wang Ke could not imagine how much he and his boss suffered behind the old farmer¡¯s understatement.

    The old farmer is only forty-six this year, but now he looks like a seventy-year-old man after being tortured by his son!

    In order to save his wife, he walked for a whole day and walked to the antique market. On the way, he was not even willing to buy a hot meal or cook a car. What he ate was the cold steamed buns he brought from home.  And pickles, along the way.

    "Old man, I don't know what sin I have done to make my child like that. If he can change his ways, I will be willing to kowtow eight times to Zhengbei!" Tears filled the eyes of the old man.  , couldn't help but shed tears again, the old face was already full of sadness and misery.

    Beast!

    Beast!  !  !

    Wang Ke clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

    Is it still a matter of punching and playing with parents?

    Parents work hard to raise their children, holding them in their mouths for fear of melting and holding them in their hands for fear of falling. But when the children grow up, is this how they repay their parents?

    What a beast!

    "Old man, please be more open-minded! If your son still doesn't know??Change, you might as well just treat him as dead.  "

    Wang Ke looked at the painful old farmer in front of him and could only comfort him like this.

    The old man wiped away the tears on his face, and said with an extremely bitter and helpless expression: "I have thought so before, but after all, he is my son! Moreover, he has grown up now, even if I don't recognize him, it won't work."  As long as he ran out of money, he would come home and ask for money. All the savings that my wife and I had saved over the years were wiped out by him. Sometimes we really couldn¡¯t come up with the money, and he would beat us again and again.  Scold, ohwhat evil did I do in my previous life!"

    Wang Ke took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

    Although the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, how can there really be such scum in this world?

    Why doesn¡¯t God look at him more and let him return to his ashes as soon as possible and go directly to hell!

    Wang Ke lowered his head silently, and was ready to buy these items. Even if he expressed his feelings, it would not be easy for the old man. He could not just watch him become desperate.

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