Chapter 167: Crazy

Chapter 167 mad
The rehearsal of Mrs. Zhang’s banquet is over, but the orchestra has its own business.
Fang Jiping still got up as usual, and saw in the living room that he was already eating breakfast.
As usual, Fang suddenly said: "I have something, it will be late."
Fang Jiping did not say anything and sat down quietly. The two silently finished eating this breakfast. The nanny of this family has long been accustomed to the scenes of the two fathers and sons.
Indeed, a family has only father and son, and there will always be more silence.
When Fang Jiping went out, he looked subconsciously at his neighborhood... He didn't see the woman, but I don't know why, I always felt that she might be somewhere.
Fang Jiping couldn't let himself stay in this place for too long, and he rushed out of the community.
He had an urge to not go back to the orchestra. Subconsciously, he went to a famous theater in the city where he could calm down.
I haven't opened the door yet in the morning, but I have been here many times. The security guards outside the door have already known this young violinist. When I smiled, I put Fang Jiping in.
There is no one in the theater, but there is a girl who is setting the stage.
Fang Jiping quietly walked behind the girl, suddenly holding the girl's waist from behind and dragging her into her arms. Suddenly attacked, the girl did not panic, smiled on the handsome face, and then Shen Sheng: "Oh, where is the pervert? I want to call the police!"
The girl’s fingers made the appearance of the phone and stuck it on her face.
Hey, demon spirit?!

Fang Jiping smiled and bowed his head on the girl's shoulder. He whispered: "Little Man, I miss you."
Xiaoman is noisy. He grabs Fang Jiping’s palm around him and quietly lets the man embrace her, right on this stage.
After a while, Fang Jiping released the girl in his arms.
Xiaoman turned around and clicked on Fang Jiping's nose. "Is this enough? If you are in a bad mood, I can rent a shoulder!"
Fang Jiping smiled.
The two came to the seat under the stage and sat down to watch the stage. Fang Jiping suddenly grabbed Xiaoman’s hand:
Is it tired?

"It's okay." Xiaoman licked his shoulder: "But it can be arranged this afternoon!"
Fang Jiping suddenly turned over the seat and came to Xiaoman's back. His hands pressed against her shoulder and gently kneaded. "Let's relax."
Xiao Man said with a bitter face: "If the manager sees it, will it fire me squid?"
Fang Jiping smiled and said: "Then I will not be in his theater after that."
Xiaoman quickly turned his head and said: "That can't be done! You are not here to perform, where can I go for a free performance?"
"Well, don't talk, take a break. This will be no one."
Little Manton closed his eyes. After a while, Xiaoman took the backpack next to him. I saw that she took a wrinkled leaflet from her backpack and then took out her cell phone.
Fang Jiping glanced at the flyer and his hands stopped subconsciously, blurting out and debut: "This, what is this?"
Xiaoman did not mean it, while he was typing on the mobile phone: "Finding flyers. When I went to work this morning, I saw a student who was looking down at the downstairs and posted this kind of thing. He said it was to help people. I asked him for one. Well, I am going to send out a circle of friends and see how much it can help. After 20 years of missing, the parents of this child must have been bad.

Fang Jiping continued to move his hands, but slowly said: "But have you ever thought that it may be the fault of the parents that led to the child being abducted?"
"Well..." Xiaoman blinked and said: "But it has been looking for twenty years. If you didn't deliberately sell your child, what mistakes should you make? Should you be punished?" If you don’t have a heart, you won’t find it for twenty years, don’t you?

Fang Jiping suddenly silenced.
Xiaoman looked up at Fang Jiping, and Fang Jiping patted Xiaoman’s shoulder at this moment:
I still have something... I will have dinner together this evening.

"Okay~"
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Fang Ruchang often went out after Fang Jiping went out. The well-known conductor did not rush to leave the community, but walked around in the forest scenery near his home.
His gaze seems to be searching for something, and his patience is good. Soon after, Fang stopped, and looked at his eyes slightly, watching a back sitting under the tree.
In fact, if it wasn't because of the slight cough that was heard, there would be people who wouldn't find it here.
As a conductor, his ear strength is more sensitive than ordinary people.
"who are you?"
......
Suddenly, Yang Ping heard the voice coming from behind. At this time, she was eating the breakfast of the community management canteen. Yang Ping quickly wiped his face and hurriedly stood up: "I, I am not lazy, not yet at work."
"I don't ask you this. I ask you who is it?" Fang looked up and down the cleaning staff.
When the car broke down last night, he seemed to be the person when he probed out. Later, when he followed Fang Jiping behind him, he found that he was looking for the whole person.
The face is frosty, the skin is dark, and the hunchback is slightly. As usual, Fang recalled Fang Jiping’s move last night, and there was some conjecture in his heart.
"I, I am doing this clean, sir." Yang Ping lowered her head, she did not dare to look directly at the majestic man in this voice.
"I am Ji Ping's father." Fang Ruo often said coldly.
Yang Ping suddenly raised her head and seemed to be excited, but she quickly suppressed the excitement and said: "This gentleman, I, I don't quite understand what you are saying."
"What is that?" As usual, this time suddenly pointed to a gray white bag tied with a trash tweezers.
Yang Ping suddenly panicked: "Nothing, it is some clothes and sundries."
"I look at it." Fang is often indifferent, but the action is very fast. After Yang Ping did not respond, he has already walked quickly and opened the bag.
"Hey! You can't watch!"
But Auntie has no time to stop. Although her gaze is vague, she has clearly seen that she has turned her own cloth bag as usual, and her mother’s eyes are almost eager to cry. "You can't see it!"
"I really didn't guess wrong." Fang Ruo often sneered at this moment, and found a leaflet on his hand and looked at Yang Ping: "You really are Ji Ping's biological mother. I really didn't expect that the population of more than one billion, You can actually find this place."
Seeing that it has already been exposed, Yang Ping is helpless: "Mr. Fang, I... I just want to see my son, I am not going to do anything."
"Don't you already see it?" Fang said as usual: "What do you still stay here?"
"I... I just want to see him." Yang Ping lowered his head and said quietly: "Look at him from afar, I know that he is not happy."
Fang suddenly sneered and said: "Is it? Isn't it that Ji Ping lives very well now, thinking that life in the future is guaranteed, will he live and die?"
Yang Ping suddenly anxious, biting his teeth and slightly excited: "Mr. Fang, how can you say this!"
Fang Ruchang often said: "I asked Ji Ping when he was a child. I know that you are a person who loves to gamble, and you know why your son was abducted because of what."
Yang Ping grabbed her clothes. The square in front of me is like a mountain, which makes her feel like she can't breathe. She moved her lips but didn't know what she could say.
As usual, Fang continued to be indifferent: "Do you know how your son lived after being taken away? I am not afraid to tell you, then he was forced to go to the streets by traffickers. Don't need me to ask for money on the street. Said it? You have been looking for your son for such a long time. Have you not seen how the children who are forced to ask for money are treated?"
"I, I don't know... I don't know..."
Yang Ping's sallow face twitched at once, and she squatted on the grass with a powerlessness. She lowered her head and lost her big tears from the white eyes.
She cried a lot of nights and nights, but never once, the grief that came out of this grief was almost dug into the heart of tears.
When her son was abducted, she was heartbroken and scolded her family. She left her hometown and walked out of her home. She walked through most of China with her legs. In the past 20 years, the days and nights, the nights and nights, and the time and minutes, I have never been able to settle down.
Nowadays, the story of Fang Jiping’s experience, the guilty and self-blame that has been buried for 20 years, is the poisonous snake that she ordered.
"I don't know! I'm damn! I'm not a human! I'm damn... I'm not a human!"
Yang Ping took a look at her face, and the pair was already weak and weak. She was fighting all her strength. "I am not a human!! My son... God, I am alive, but why do you want it?" This is for my son! God, ah... you have a good life, I am it!"
Just at this time.
As usual, Fang grabbed Yang Ping’s hand and said coldly:
You don’t have to act, I’m watching you like you! Don’t you just want money?

He reached out and took out a checkbook from his clothes. He quickly wrote a string of numbers and pulled it out. He was still in Yang Ping’s arms: "Fang Jiping is my son and has nothing to do with you. Here There are two million, you leave me to leave this place! Never stop coming back! You better not to be less, this money, even if your son was not abducted at the beginning, living in the place where you used to be in the poor mountains, he spent his whole life I can't make it, enough for you to live a good old year!"
Unexpectedly, Yang Ping suddenly had a spirit, and the cheque in his arms was like a viper. Her lips are twitching constantly, her shoulders are weak. "I don't want to... I don't want to, I only need my son... I can't help him, I don't want this money... I deserve it..."
As usual, Fang frowned and shouted: "Fang Jiping is very important to me, I will not let you appear in front of him again. I don't care if you want it, if you don't want to disappear, don't blame me for not you. You're welcome."
But Yang Ping seems to be inaudible at this time.
She suddenly cried and laughed. She suddenly slammed her palms toward the trunk. "I gamble on what money... I gamble on what money... you throw away my son, I What do you want to do!"
A pair of veterans madly slammed toward the trunk, but a few times it was smashed.
Ten fingers are connected to the heart, but it is no more than the pain in her heart. Until he was tired, Yang Ping leaned on the trunk and hangs his hair.
Her hands kept shaking, and she suddenly seemed to have not seen the party as usual. "Tiger baby, where are you, my mother came to you, tiger baby, tiger baby, tiger baby..."
Fang often looked at the woman without hesitation, and walked away like a dead body. Step by step, he felt that the woman was crazy.
"虎娃, where are you... Tiger, my mother bought you popsicles, you one, I am a good one... Tiger, Tiger..."
The sound of going away.
(End of this chapter)