Lan Feng took a look at his wound that had become so suppurated that it was a gunshot wound. He smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, uncle, I was bitten by a poisonous snake. I was afraid that the poison would spread and dig out the meat in the bitten area with a knife. Unexpectedly, it would become like this if it was infected. Don't worry, it has been more than a month, and it will be cured after I get home for a few days." But he was shocked by the owner.

"My mother, it's been more than a month! How come you survived? Don't leave. I'll find some medicine for you to apply. If this continues, your foot will be useless." The hostess pressed Lan Feng on the steps and sat down. Turned around and went into the house.

"Uncle, but I don't have money———" Lan Feng was interrupted by the male owner after he was halfway through, "Young man, that's our own medicine. You don't have money. Why did you have been injured for more than a month but not cured? Isn't it very painful?"

Lan Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, there are so many good people like you in the world? People are very real nowadays. They just recognize money, but it doesn't hurt much anymore, and there is already numbness."

"Master, please apply it to this child quickly. It's heartbreaking to see it." The hostess came out of the house with the medicine box and looked at Lan Feng with concern and asked, "Does it hurt, child?"

Lan Feng has been in the past ten years and has not felt care. His parents at home don’t know what’s going on now. He has been missing for more than ten years. They may have given up looking for themselves. Lan Feng suddenly felt his nose sore. Fortunately, he was used to life and death in the concentration camp, so he did not shed tears, but his tone was still a little moved: "It doesn’t hurt, thank you aunt, you are such a good person."

"Stop talking, kids, we are all humans. My heart is made of flesh. Apply the medicine and stay here for a while. How about going when my feet are healed?" The hostess said with heartache. The woman was soft-hearted and her sympathy was flooded. How could she know that Lan Feng was a person who grew up in a killer organization and had bloody hands.

"Dad, mom, I'm back!" A crisp sound rang out from the door. A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jumped in from outside, and her school bag on her back and her school uniform proved that she was a student. When she came in, she was bandaging her calves for a dirty young man, she said in surprise: "Dad, what's wrong? Has Dahuang bitten again?"

Lan Feng looked up at the girl coming in, with a youthful face and a pair of naughty elf eyes staring at Lan Feng. Although Lan Feng was thinking of women every day, he couldn't help but feel shy when he first met the girl. He hurriedly looked away and looked at his wound. The male owner wrapped the wound in gauze and said to the girl coming in with a funny look, "Ya'er is back." He smiled at Lan Feng and said, "Okay, young man, you are also stained with the bright yellow of our family. He will bite someone for a long time, and we have to prepare these gauze wound medicines at home. Come, sit in the house and rest. When the guests leave, I will take you to the town for anti-inflammatory injections."

As the male owner said, he said to the girl who came in again: "Xiaoya, there are guests at home, you go back to your room, we will bring you food later." The male owner thought that the guests at home did not want strangers to sit together for dinner, so he led his daughter to his room. The girl curiously glanced at the car in the yard and entered a wing room next to her, but before entering the door, she curiously looked at Lan Feng who was sitting on the steps. Lan Feng was also looking at her. When the two of them looked at her, Lan Feng shyly avoided her. But in his heart, he scolded herself: "It's useless, and she said she would soak as many women. As a result, she saw a little sister so shy. It's really a waste of you having a pretty stinky skin."

Lan Feng said to the middle-aged couple: "Uncle and aunt, I still can't stay. Thank you for your kindness. I want to go home early. My parents must be very anxious. I will report your kindness to you later. Lan Feng will say goodbye!"

The middle-aged couple looked at each other and tried to keep Lan Feng for a while. Lan Feng insisted on leaving. The middle-aged man had to make the gauze and the medicine in the medicine box into a small bag and the medicine for Lan Feng and said: "Children, your injury has not healed yet. These medicines may not completely heal, but at least they may not let him spread again. You should take it with you. Our family is not well-off, and the child is in school and doesn't have much money to support you. There is one hundred yuan here. You can accept it and take it on the road. Take it when you encounter a car."

Lan Feng took the medicine, but did not accept their money. After thanking him, he wanted to leave the yard. The middle-aged man followed him out and forced the money to him and said, "Young man, please accept it. In life, no one will encounter any trouble? I was confused like you back then, and there were kind-hearted people who saved me. Didn't you say that there are not many kind-hearted people in this world? I did this, just hope that one day, you can be a kind-hearted person. Take it. It is fate that we can meet. If we have time in the future, we will come to our house to be a visit."

Lan Feng did not refuse this time. After taking it, he bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle, remember it, my name is Lan Feng."

After saying that, he left with a crutch. The middle-aged man could hear what he said and said from afar: "Lan Feng, I remember, take care of you all the way, remember to be a good person in the future!"

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Lan Feng looked back at the farmhouse from afar, then looked at the medicine bag in his arms and the 100 yuan he was still holding in his hand. He said firmly: "One day, I will come back here!"

He limped along the highway, and there were cars passing by from time to time. Lan Feng didn't stop him. He only had one hundred yuan, and he couldn't bear to spend the precious one hundred yuan. The sky gradually darkened, and Lan Feng regretted that he had not stayed in that farmhouse.

"Turn back? How shameless! Go down? Where to stay tonight? On the road?" Lan Feng felt regretful. "Forget it, just be sure to go wherever you go. Sleeping on the road is better than that damn African jungle." After understanding this, Lan Feng became cheerful again and sang a few of the only songs he could sing.

"The wandering people miss you outside, my dear mother,...Hometown, hometown, hometown, hometown, hometown where I am not close enough, hometown where I am not close enough, I want to use true feelings and sweat..." Lan Feng picked up two lines of this song, and sang it randomly. However, after more than ten years of separation from his hometown, he devoted himself to the brother's voice, and was very devoted and moved. From time to time, a car drove by him, and he did not pay attention to the back of him. The minibus originally parked in the farmyard drove far away.

In the car

"Hey, isn't that the funny boy who talks to the dog who begs for food at the farmhouse today?"

"It's him, he still has gauze tied around his legs."

"What is he singing? Why does it sound a little sour?"

"You can't say that, he has a good singing voice and is very devoted to his feelings." The woman in white who was protected by two female bodyguards wearing sunglasses and never spoke without saying anything. The voice was very light and sweet, making everyone in the car feel happy.

"Look, he seems to be crying. This boy is so weird. He was so funny at the farmhouse just now. Why are you crying now?" As the minibud drove past Lan Feng, a staff member by the window said in surprise.

After talking for a while, the car had already surpassed Lan Feng and drove far away. Lan Feng also noticed that the car was driven from the farmhouse. When Lan Feng was at the farmhouse, he guessed that these people were shooting teams who were picking the outdoor scenes. At this moment, others drove ahead, and he never thought about chasing them to take him along. He knew that since the group of people frowned when they saw him when they saw him, they seemed that these people did not welcome him.

Feeling the coldness on his face, Lan Feng noticed that he was too involved in singing just now. He actually shed tears.

"I'm lucky I'm not a killer. I can't even get rid of the most taboo feelings and tears of the killer. No. 12, don't be happy, you have feelings, because you haven't let go of your affection until you die. We are all failed killers." Lan Feng smiled bitterly in his heart.

"It would be great if I could have a car for me now. Oh my God, if you could have a car that doesn't drive, I would rather have two less girls." Lan Feng finished speaking, and was surprised to find that the minibus that had already driven far away had stopped and retreated backwards to him.
Chapter completed!