Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s

Hearing this, Chen Bingwen's eyes were dizzy, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

Chen Ningwu gritted his neck and gritted his teeth: "At the foot of the Mang Mountain, you and your grandma fled, leaving our mother and son caught by the bandits who came after them."

He panted roughly: "My mother was sold into a brothel by them. I fell into the hands of a trafficker and suffered all the torture. I saw you at Dengzhou Railway Station-do you know how excited I was then? I thought my father would save me, and I was about to escape from birth..."

"What happened?" Chen Ningwu's eyes were scarlet: "He pretended not to know me, and said that I was dirty, and asked me not to touch him, and then left without looking back. How could he just leave like this!"

Chen Bingwen's heart was stubborn, and his expression was complicated.

"I hate it!" Chen Ningwu roared, and suddenly laughed: "With this hatred, I survived, and I developed a sense of breath in a rainy night...yes, it's a sense of breath."

He stared at Chen Bingwen fiercely: "I have to thank you for throwing me to grandma since I was a child. Grandma said that when she was a child, her great-grandfather used various spells to enlighten her, so I can’t be an exception here. Thanks to these. Spell, I didn’t suffer the humiliation and death like my mother. Chen Bingwen, I, Chen Ningwu, crawled out of **** alive..."

Speaking of this, he looked sarcastically: "It's a pity that God doesn't open your eyes. You have a foundation to protect you. No matter how I deal with you, you can turn the crisis into peace by mistake."

Chen Bingwen was not stupid. He was silent for a long time. He said, "So you approached me to find out where my grave is?"

"Yes, as long as you can do a little bit of tricks on your grave, and once the foundation is broken, you will not be far from the time of death." Chen Ningwu sighed lightly: "It took me ten years for this. I went to study your living habits and found that you would send someone to Geng Province every two or three years. Following this line, I found your grave."

"I originally thought that after working hard for more than ten years, I would be able to get revenge, but I didn't expect it to come to a halt..."

With a desperate look, Chen Ningwu suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood. The blood flowed down the corner of his mouth to the ground, stained red.

Seeing this, Zhou Haochang couldn't bear it.

How cruel Chen Bingwen must be to slander the life and death of his own son for a little selfishness.

Now that Chen Ningwu will come back for revenge, it is completely Chen Bingwen's own evil results.

Thinking of this, he and a group of bodyguards looked at Chen Bingwen.

Chen Bingwen was very calm. He commented: "What you said is very reasonable, well-founded, circulated, and full of emotions. Once infected by you, I almost forgot how you were so proud when you first came in."

Zhou Haochang and the others opened their mouths and turned their heads to look at Chen Ningwu on the ground.

Chen Ningwu's complexion became stiff, and a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

I only heard Chen Bingwen continue to say: "Do you think that as long as you do a good job, I will definitely feel guilty and let you go because you are my own son, so you are so confident."

Chen Ningwu didn't cough up blood anymore, just stared at Chen Bingwen.

"You think too much."

Chen Bingwen said with a cold voice, short of breath, and said, "You think I'm successful now, why have I never married another wife and had children, but only adopted a few orphans by my side?"

Chen Ningwu's heartbeat stagnated, and an incredible thought flashed through his mind.

Chen Bingwen closed his eyes, lowered his voice, and said, "Because I have no fertility at all."

"Impossible—" Chen Ningwu's eyes protruded and his body trembled.

The plot changed so quickly that Zhou Haochang and others were immediately confused.

Chen Bingwen continued: "The reason why I married your mother back then was purely because her mother’s family committed an accident and urgently needed a lot of life-saving money. Her father couldn’t help but begged to my mother. My mother thought of her past love. It's also because your mother knows the book well and looks good, so she nodded and agreed to the marriage."

"I only found out after marriage. Before her family had an accident, she had a childhood sweetheart fiancé. For her parents, she was able to bend and stretch." Chen Bingwen mocked: "In a few years, her fiancé returned from studying abroad. The two of them hooked up again."

Chen Bingwen looked at Chen Ningwu: "As for you, it's just a scumbag. Back then, if it wasn't for breaking the rumors against me, but also for comforting my mother, you thought I could keep you as the grandson of the Chen family. Enjoy the prosperity and wealth, live to this day?"

"You said, why should I save you?"

Having said this, Chen Bingwen's eyes were red, and after a violent cough, he staggered and fell onto the chair.

The bodyguard next to him quickly picked up the kettle on the ground, unscrewed it and sent it up.

Innocent child!

Those who don't know are not guilty!

Thirty years ago at Dengzhou Railway Station, Chen Ningwu was just a child, so Chen Bingwen always felt guilty for not being able to save him.

But now lying here is 40-year-old Chen Ningwu, Chen Ningwu who has hatred for him and is trying his best to kill him.

How could Chen Bingwen spare him.

It is necessary to know that letting the tiger go back to the mountain will cause endless troubles.

After two mouthfuls of water, Chen Bingwen eased his breath. He looked at Chen Ningwu, who was in a trance on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Take the person back and let Master Lin destroy his dantian, and then find a way to throw him into the jail. , Find two more people to look at him, don’t let him die."

Chen Ningwu returned to his senses in an instant, and a panic appeared on his face for an unprecedented time, "No, Chen...Dad, I was wrong, you can't do this to me, um... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bodyguard who walked by had already picked up the white tablecloth full of carbon dust and blood on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen Bingwen looked at Song Fengchen afterwards, "Here, Mr. Song?"

The winner is the king and the loser is Kou.

Song Fengchen waved his hand dismissively: "Since it is Mr. Chen's family affair, you can make your own ideas."

Chen Bingwen nodded.

"However," Song Fengchen said hesitantly, "The foundation of creation... Please forgive me for nothing."

Thinking of this, Chen Bingwen was silent for a long time. The foundation of creation was ruined by Chen Ningwu, and his good life was about to come to an end.

He smiled bitterly and said: "This is all fate!"

He comforted himself: "Anyway, compared to other people, I have enjoyed the blessing for sixty years, so I should be content."

At this moment, another rapid knock on the door rang.