In a dilapidated room.

A pair of old men with mottled temples held each other's hands tightly and did not separate for a long time.

Wang Yuying had two lines of tears on her face. She looked at Wang Yuping in front of her, choked with sobs and unable to speak.

Wang Yuping looked at her hesitantly. Looking at this person whose face looked like hers, she felt inexplicably kind and familiar.

"Pingping, I'm sorry."

"Sister, I'm sorry for making you suffer for so many years."

Wang Yuying held her hand tightly and kept blaming herself.

Wang Yuping looked at Wang Yuying's real expression and couldn't help herself, and burst into tears.

After so many years, her husband's early death, coupled with the unfilial piety of her children, has made her not feel this kind of care from relatives for a long time. For a moment, she seemed to have returned to her childhood, when her father, mother, brother

My sister also cares and takes care of me as meticulously as she does now.

It had been a long time since she had experienced the warmth of a family member. Looking at the strange yet familiar face in front of her, she seemed to be seeing her own sister.

"Sister, woo woo!"

The old man didn't know whether it was because of excitement or because he was suddenly released from being wronged for so many years. He couldn't help himself and burst into tears.

"Pingping, don't be afraid, my sister is here."

When Wang Yuying saw this, her heart almost broke, so she directly took her in her arms and held her tightly.

"As long as my sister is here, I won't be afraid."

"We sisters will never be separated again, never again."

"..."

Upon seeing this, Yang Jun quietly exited the room, leaving space to these two old people who needed comfort in their souls.

Standing at the door, he lit a cigarette, squatted on the threshold and started smoking.

From time to time, murmuring sounds could be heard in the room, and from time to time, there were also cries.

The two sisters Wang Yuying and Wang Yuping were talking about the hardships of so many years. Wang Yuying had been complaining that he failed to take good care of her at that time, which caused her to suffer for so many years. Wang Yuping was talking about the misfortune of her life, first losing her husband,

Later, her children became unfilial, resulting in her still making a living by picking up scraps at such an old age.

The two of them talked to each other, and they were indifferent, but it did not affect their relationship.

Wang Yuying also knew in her heart that the woman in front of her who looked exactly like her sister was not her biological sister, but this did not prevent her from treating her as her biological sister. Over the years, she owed her sister a lot, and she could only compensate her in this way.

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And Wang Yuping also knew that the woman who looked exactly like her sister in front of her was not her biological sister. Her biological sister and brother had passed away ten years ago, and Wang Yuying just resembled her sister. Maybe it was because of the same age that they had a certain affinity with each other.

We have a common experience and a common language, so we should seize the opportunity to complain to each other.

In the room, the two sisters were having a heart-to-heart talk, while Yang Jun outside the room was smoking one cigarette after another.

Before, he was still considering whether to recognize this little aunt, but now... it's no longer his turn to make the decision.

Although Zhou Qiang was dead, Yang Jun didn't know if he had left any back-ups. After all, he already knew that Wang Yuping's children were Zhou Qiang's back-ups to deal with him.

Yang Jun frowned and squatted there, smoking one puff after another.

The courtyard where the old man lives is the same as the large courtyard they lived in before. There are thirty or forty families living here. After an earthquake a few years ago, there were many renovated earthquake houses in the courtyard. One house is next to the other, and a few households have no houses.

A place to put your feet down.

The yard was full of people, people coming and going. They looked here curiously from time to time, wondering how there could be guests at Wang Yuping's house.

Fortunately, Yang Jun was disguised when he arrived, wearing a black hat that covered his forehead, a mask, and a toad mirror covering his face that was larger than his face. This way, no one could recognize him.

Seeing everyone looking here curiously, Yang Jun quickly put out his cigarette and put on his mask, fearing that others would recognize him.

At this time, a figure flashed at the hanging flower gate, and a middle-aged man in work clothes came over.

The man is in his forties, about the same age as himself, but due to long-term labor and the poverty of life, he looks like he is sixty.

He was carrying a net bag in his hand, and in the net bag was a lunch box. It looked like he had already finished his meal.

Yang Jun glanced at him, saw the words on the pocket of his overalls, and immediately recognized that this person was an employee of his steel factory.

Since he has a deep connection with the former steel rolling mill, he has still adopted the old work clothes since the steel rolling mill was taken over by him. I am afraid that this kind of ugly and rustic work clothes is the only one in the country.

The man came over and was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Jun squatting there.

"Comrade, you are..."

The man tried to speak.

When Yang Jun heard this, he relaxed for a moment.

Suddenly I realized that the middle-aged man in front of me was probably Wang Yuping's eldest son Xiao Daoming.

Yang Jun had read the information about Wang Yuping's three children, and the middle-aged man in front of him was Xiao Daoming, Wang Yuping's eldest son.

Currently, Wang Yuping lives with her eldest son's family, so Yang Jun guesses that this person is Xiao Daoming.

I live with Xiao Daoming, but that doesn't mean that Xiao Daoming is a filial child. If he was really filial, he wouldn't let his mother collect scraps for a living.

None of Wang Yuping's three children were filial. If the street office hadn't been unable to stand it anymore and forced Xiao Daoming to support his mother, he might have kicked his biological mother out of the house long ago.

It is said that he lives with his eldest son and his family. In fact, the old man lives in an earthquake shelter made of a few broken wooden boards. There is air leakage and rain leakage everywhere. It is better in summer, but in winter, it is not suitable for people at all.

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Yang Jun didn't have a good impression of Xiao Daocheng in front of him at all, and he didn't want to talk to him.

He turned his head to the side, then stood up and walked into the yard, away from him.

Xiao Daocheng looked at him warily. Seeing that Yang Jun didn't speak, he didn't ask any more questions. As long as he didn't stand under the eaves of his house, there would be no problem.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xiao Daoming looked back at Yang Jun, then carried the lunch box and was about to enter the house.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that he was about to enter the house, Yang Jun quickly stopped her.

After all, his mother Wang Yuying was inside, so even if he didn't want to talk to Xiao Daocheng, he couldn't.

"Comrade, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Daocheng looked at him warily.

Yang Jun's entire body was wrapped, with only his two eyes exposed. It was impossible to see his appearance clearly, making it difficult for people not to be alert.

"Oh, are you Xiao Daocheng?"

Yang Jun asked in a different tone.

"Yes, I am, you are?"

Yang Jun did not answer his question, but took out his work permit from his pocket, showed it, and then quickly took it back.

"Oh, Comrade Xiao, I am a staff member of the nursing home."

Yang Jun put his work permit back into his jacket pocket and said, "We are here this time..."

Before Yang Jun could speak, he saw Xiao Daocheng's expression change and his whole person became panicked.

"I have always supported the elderly and have not abused them."

"If you don't believe it, you can ask your neighbors."

When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Xiao Daocheng's reaction to be so violent, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved.

Unfilial children like him must be the focus of attention from neighborhood welfare homes, nursing homes and other institutions. I'm afraid he really misunderstood that he was here to cause trouble.

"You haven't..."

Yang Jun wanted to say that you have not abused the elderly, but then he shook his head and changed his words: "Comrade, you misunderstood. I am not here to hold you accountable."

Yang Jun was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at him solemnly.

"I came today because I have something to discuss with you."

"After research and decision by the leaders of our welfare home, we want to take the elderly Wang Yuping to the welfare home for retirement. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Xiao Daocheng's face suddenly flashed with ecstasy.

He had long wanted to kick his mother out. The old man went home every day to pick up scraps, which made the yard smell bad. He also received many complaints from his neighbors, but... the street office did not allow him to do so, and he

I don’t want to bear the cost of supporting the elderly.

He was very happy when he heard that the nursing home was going to take Wang Yuping for nursing care.

But after he was happy, he frowned again.

"I don't have money to pay for pension."

These days, there are two types of people who can enter nursing homes. One is the elderly who are orphans and have no children. This kind is free; the other is those whose children have no time to take care of them and are sent to the nursing home. This kind has to pay a fee.

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To be continued...