The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 235 Calling Grandpa Mo

The car was galloping on the road, and Wang Chen's heart gradually became calm again.

Turning on the music in the car, Wang Chen chose a piece of music without singing, it should be said to be Guzheng music.

The mood became peaceful and tranquil, and Wang Chen's expression eased down.

After driving the car for more than ten minutes, Wang Chen's eyes suddenly fluctuated. He parked the car on the side of the road and opened the door of the passenger seat.

"Grandpa, get in the car."

Wang Chen stuck his head out of the car window and waved to an old man not far away.

The old man who was limping on the road was slightly taken aback, but he was relieved when he saw Wang Chen, and he grinned at Wang Chen, showing his big yellow teeth.

Sitting tremblingly in the passenger seat, the old man closed the car door, picked up the seat belt and was a little confused, as if he didn't know how to fasten it.

Wang Chen helped the old man fasten his seat belt with a smile, started the car and drove away slowly, and asked with a smile, "Grandpa, where are you going?"

"I'm helpless in this city, it doesn't matter where I go."

The old man grinned, looked at Wang Chen with a look of relief in his eyes and said: "There are very few juniors like you now, I guess it will take a while before I can get the money you gave me last time."

This old man was none other than the old man Wang Chen met when he asked Qian Wanze out last time.

"I don't want you to pay it back."

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and looked at the old man, checked the time, the car drove towards Yunshu Hotel, and said softly to the old man: "Old man, do you remember your family's phone number? I'll call them to pick you up , your family members are also, how can you let your old man go out alone, and you are not afraid of anything."

The old man was in a trance for a while, and finally said mockingly: "I'm already a lonely old man."

"Children are unfilial? Old man, I didn't mean you. If your children are unfilial, you will be beaten. Dutiful sons will only be born under the stick."

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Chen thought that the old man was kicked out by his family, so he said something with a cold face, and then continued: "Grandpa, we are so destined, tell me where your child lives, I will Go help you teach them a lesson."

The old man was startled, and finally shook his head with a smile and said: "Little guy, it's not what you think, it's me, an old guy, who is incompetent and can't protect his own child."

Wang Chen's hand holding the steering wheel stiffened slightly, seeing that he mentioned the old man's sadness, he immediately said with apology on his face: "Old man, I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this."

"It's okay, it's just my own incompetence."

The old man waved to Wang Chen again and again, with admiration in his eyes, and finally his eyes became slightly blurred. If his grandson is still alive... Maybe he is this old, no, he is more handsome than him, and his old Mo family How could the person born from such a super-strong bloodline be poor! ! !
Wang Chen glanced at the rearview mirror, suddenly frowned, and reminded the old man: "Old man, sit still."

The old man was a little puzzled at first, but seeing Wang Chen kept looking at the rearview mirror, he seemed to have guessed something, nodded with a smile in his eyes and said, "Okay."

Seeing that the old man was really seated, Wang Chen shifted the gear quickly with his right hand, stepped on the accelerator with one foot, the car shrugged forward, and then rushed out with a whoosh.

As Wang Chen's car speeded up, a Mercedes-Benz and a BMW behind him also picked up the speed, and quickly chased after the car Wang Chen was driving.

A few minutes later, Wang Chen glanced out, with a trace of surprise on his face, he murmured with a smile: "These people are not bad, they are the best trackers I have seen in this period of time."

Wang Chen stretched his hand to the side of the shift lever and fumbled for a while, shook his head secretly, and then pressed his fingers hard.

buzz-

The car he was driving made a sound like a sports car, and the speed was almost soaring. In less than a minute, the car that was following just now had already been thrown away.

"Pity."

Wang Chen murmured to himself, with regret in his eyes, the group of people just now were obviously good, if it wasn't for the old man in the car, he would definitely have fun with them, follow him back and forth After all, it is easy to get rusty if you don't use it for a long time.

"Grandpa, are you okay..."

Turning his head to look at the old man, Wang Chen asked with a worried look, fearing that his speed was too fast and the old man couldn't bear it.

Who knew that Wang Chen was a little dumbfounded when he saw this, and saw the old man folded his hands on his chest, and fell asleep soundly with his head leaning against the car window.

"This psychological quality..."

Wang Chen gave a wry smile, turned down the music, and was about to turn on the air conditioner, but after being stunned for a moment, Wang Chen didn't do that, but pulled the blanket from the back seat and covered the old man.

"They are all poor people!"

Lowering his head and murmuring, Wang Chen slowly slowed down the speed of the car, and within 10 minutes he drove to the outside of Yunshu Hotel.

But he didn't wake up the old man, but waited slowly.

The old man woke up around four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was stunned looking at the blanket covering his body.

Since his son died, no one has covered him with a blanket anymore, no, someone should have covered him, but he refused.

He pinched a corner of the blanket, looked at Wang Chen who was leaning on the car window and smoking, and said with a sigh: "That's great."

"Grandpa, do you think of something sad again?"

Seeing that the old man woke up, Wang Chen quickly extinguished the cigarette butt and said to the old man with a smile.

The old man lowered his head and slowly folded the blanket, and said with a smile of reminiscence on his wrinkled face: "Back then, every time I was tired from work, I fell asleep leaning against the tree, and my son would give me the blanket. Covered with a blanket, I thought that this ordinary life with small joys would last until my death.

I thought that my son would not cover me with a blanket and my grandson would cover me, but unfortunately, God did not fulfill my wish, my son died, and my grandson also died. "

As he spoke, tears glistened in the slightly cloudy eyes of the old man, and he bit his lips to the point of bleeding, but he didn't cry out.

Wang Chen felt a tug in his heart, stretched out his hand to caress the old man's back, nodded his head and said with emotion: "Although I'm still young, I also know that people's whole life is nothing but family happiness, old man, don't be sad, I think your son and your grandson don't want to see you like this."

The old man returned the blanket in his hand to Wang Chen, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Wang Chen and said cheerfully: "If my grandson is still alive, he is probably about the same size as you, so don't call me old man!" If you don't mind, just call me Grandpa Mo."

"Grandpa Mo."

Wang Chen nodded, and called out to the old man with a smile, with a sunny smile on his face.

The old man looked at Wang Chen's face, and suddenly burst into tears, with tears streaming down his old eyes.

He misses his son, he misses his grandson, he really misses it...

(End of this chapter)