Chapter 958 Houmen's Cannon Fodder Children After Mother's Disappearance (61)

   "Father, I" he didn't know how to explain for a while.

   The brawny men who captured Wei Jia also realized something and moved away.

   Wei Cheng's father, isn't that the Marquis of Weiyang? They actually confronted his children in front of his father's door.

  It’s over, it’s over, the Marquis of Weiyang should not kill them.

  Wei Jia could vaguely see a group of people walking not far away at first. When he heard the "stop", he vaguely felt a little familiar, and when he heard Wei Cheng's father, his body froze.

   He slowly raised his head and looked at the man not far away.

  The man seems to be a lot worse than he was three years ago.

   I can't see the gentle and graceful appearance of the past, but instead, the vicissitudes of life, thin, like a seriously ill patient, with a trace of death in the eyebrows.

   Wei Jia was surprised by his change, but only surprised, nothing else.

   Over the past three years, he has imagined countless times how he will face when he sees Wei Pang, his father again.

   It is to scold him for abandoning his wife and children, to be hypocritical, to hate him, or to throw himself into his arms and complain to his father, detailing his grievances over the past three years.

   When he really saw it, Wei Jia was very calm.

   Because he found out, he didn't care about his father anymore. Since you don't care, there is no so-called love and hate, and there is no grievance.

   He looked at Wei Jia, who was staggering towards him, calmly. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he didn't say a word.

   Wei Pang finally walked in front of Wei Jia. He threw away his crutches, squatted down, and carefully looked at the boy in front of him, his son.

   The son of the land in his memory is very similar to him, intelligent, talented, gentle in character, with confidence and calmness in his eyebrows, and when he looks at his father, there is admiration and admiration in his eyes.

   Now, he is thin, and the adoration and worship in his eyes have disappeared, replaced by a calm and unfamiliar.

   He opened his mouth, and after a while, he said with difficulty: "Jia'er, I'm dad."

   Wei Jia's eyes crossed a touch of irony, and he gave a light "um" and did not give any further response.

   He struggled to move back into the house.

  Wei Pang's eyes fell on his leg, and he took a difficult step when he saw the young man in front of him supporting the ground with his hands. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he finally faced the fact that Wei Jia's leg was broken.

  His Jiaer, his leg was broken.

   He couldn't stand up anymore.

   He can't be the way he used to be.

  This consciousness was like a hammer hitting Wei Pang's heart, his body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.

   Wei Pang wanted to help Wei Jia, but his soft hand couldn't reach out.

   He gave Awen a look, and Awen hurried to help.

   Wei Jia did not refuse.

  Wei Pang's eyes fell on Wei Cheng, his eyes were scarlet, for a moment, Wei Cheng felt as if he was being stared at by a beast, and instantly shivered.

   He fell down from the chair and explained in a panic: "Dad, Daddy is not what you see"

   "It wasn't what I saw, what was that? Did you not break Jia'er's leg, or did you not find someone to bully him?" Wei Pang asked softly, his eyes fixed on Wei Cheng.

   Wei Chenglian crawled up to Wei Pang and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Dad, there is a misunderstanding here, please listen to my explanation."

   Wei Cheng was about to cry, completely overwhelmed.

   "Master Hou, why are you back!" An exclamation came, and he saw Liu Piaopiao standing not far away, his eyes full of panic and panic.

   (end of this chapter)