If others don't say it, Ning Weimin's heart is quite sad.

Because although the memory of his inheritance of the original owner is very limited.

For Luo Guangliang, in fact, there are only some broken and fragmented pictures from childhood to adulthood, in daily contact.

I just know that this is the youngest son of the Luo family, who is one year older than himself, but in fact he is quite unfamiliar with it, and there is no "small" affection at all.

But he, however, can't stand this kind of thing the most.

He couldn't see the embarrassment of a big man with no way out, and he couldn't see the grievances of a seven-foot-tall man who wanted to die headlonging.

Just like Bian Jiangong's crying at the beginning, Zhang Shihui's difficulty is like this for him.

In the face of a similar situation, he simply could not remain indifferent and stand idly by.

Of course, this is not to say how soft-hearted, kind-hearted, or saintly he is.

Mainly because in his previous life, he had experienced too many similar situations.

Once he sees such a person, he can often remind him of his unbearable history of suffering.

He was hesitant to walk down the street with sore feet and not know where to go.

For the pain of sleeping in a fast food restaurant, sleeping half-stretched and numb.

For the sadness of being forced by the hunger in his stomach to make him want to dig out the restaurant dumpster.

For the stormy weather, the body was drenched by the heavy rain, and the shivering was shivering.

For seeing a dog that was hugged by a beautiful woman in an SUV, he hated himself as a human being and wished to exchange it for the meanness......

He knew all those tastes, and remembered them deeply.

He understands how jealous and sad it is to be alone in the New Year, looking at the happy lights leaking out of other people's homes, and thinking about the scenes of intimacy in other people's homes.

And every time like this, if you get a few more blank eyes, or be scorned with contempt.

Then he really has the urge to pinch his nose and jump into the river, or want to set fire to the whole world.

It is precisely because of this that in this life, he will take the initiative to help Bian Jiangong and Zhang Shihui get out of the predicament of life.

Also because of this, in his previous life, he had a safe life and a small asset.

Every year, before Children's Day and the Spring Festival, they will send 5,000 yuan in cash to the children's welfare home that raised them, as well as food, books and stationery worth 20,000 yuan.

Even in his previous life, even on weekdays, he took special care of the vendors and garbage pickers around the coin market who sold yellow tape, lunch boxes, drinks, and garbage.

For example, he bought twenty tapes.

Every month, those who sell tape will take the initiative to send it to him several times.

He never refuses, and his tape is estimated to be useless for half a lifetime.

And his lunch boxes and drinks are not bought from the market, they are not ordered to be taken out, but they are specially ordered from those vendors outside the market.

Even cardboard boxes and drink bottles were specially called from outside to be moved.

No one in his employees could understand why he, the boss, would do such a troublesome and unaffordable thing.

Only he knows in his heart that this is actually a disease buried deep in his heart.

It's like having some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

If he didn't, his heart would be miserable, tormented, and he would not be able to sleep.

It is only by helping these people, who are struggling with the adversities of life just like they once were.

He was able to gain a kind of psychological balance and relief, as if he was compensating for his past.

Especially what he heard and witnessed in the past two days, he figured out the details of Luo Guangliang's "crime".

knew that Luo Guangliang was actually deceived by someone, and he was essentially a very angry person.

Not only did he often help his neighbors do hard work, but he also helped everyone teach the electrician who was asked for a card in the housing management office, and beat the hooligans who intercepted Mi Xiaoran in the alley.

even played a role in the original Ning Weimin in the school and acted as a protector.

He felt a spiritual spur, as if some mysterious force was urging him to stretch out a hand.

It's a pity, as soon as Ning Weimin moved this thought in his heart, Kang Shude saw it.

The old man is not a master, and he is aware of everything, so he warned the apprentice first.

Telling Ning Weimin that human feelings are very complicated, and it is difficult for a Qing official to decide family affairs.

If outsiders want to step in rashly, even if they are well-intentioned, they may not be able to do it well.

Let him live his life steadfastly, and don't worry too much about the Luo family's affairs, otherwise he will not be a person inside and out.

In this way, Ning Weimin's calculations were really unspeakable.

In fact, why didn't he know this?

Didn't you just want to discuss it with Master?

I didn't expect this old man to come and say ugly things in front of him.

Don't suffocate him to death.

But there is a saying, the big living people don't let their urine suffocate to death.

No, in a blink of an eye, it was January 24, 1982, the Chinese New Year's Eve of the lunar calendar.

No one can discuss, and Ning Weimin, who consciously has a bad grasp of the scale, actually let a bubble of urine touch the inspiration.

It should be said that on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the atmosphere of the New Year in the capital is full.

As evening approached, all the buildings along Chang'an Avenue were lit up.

It is particularly worth mentioning that in the Great Hall of the People, when the New Year group meeting of all walks of life in the capital is held, everyone only has a cup of tea in front of them.

This is a new charter that was just put into effect last year.

So when our "great man" presided over the meeting, he said so.

"In front of the comrades, it is still a cup of tea. Is there any difference compared to last year? I think one thing is that our country is getting better at a rapid pace. Although the tea on the table is still the same, the country is always new. ”

This immediately drew continuous applause from all the participants.

Like the warm atmosphere on Chang'an Street, Fan'er Hutong, a few kilometers away from the Great Hall of the People, is also very strong.

It was snowing heavily, and firecrackers exploded from time to time.

Almost every household board was filled with the sound of chopping stuffing, and there was a burst of food in the kitchen.

But on such a day when the whole family should be reunited, Master Luo refused to accept his youngest son.

When Ning Weimin rushed back in the evening for the festival, he happened to meet Luo Guangliang, who was wrapped in a torn cotton jacket without a gown, and was freezing outside the courtyard.

At that time, it really scared Ning Weimin.

Because at this time, except for the children who set off firecrackers, where are there people in the streets and alleys?

When he turned the corner, he was thinking about entering the courtyard gate.

Who would have thought that in the corner of the wall, there would be a big living person who was frozen up.

It's unexpected, it's heart-pounding!

Especially in the dark color, the nose, eyebrows and eyes of the people are all unclear, but the two pairs of eyes are bright and shaky.

It's not good, it's like a little ghost who ran out of the City God Temple.

So Ning Weimin directly said "ah", and his body trembled, and he was fixed there like a nail.

Fortunately, I heard the apology right away, "Weimin, I'm sorry, I'm scared, right?"

"Hey, it's you, why are you staying here?"

As soon as the words came out, Ning Weimin regretted it, because he asked too much, which was obviously nonsense.

Sure enough, Luo Guangliang's face was extremely embarrassed, and his eyes were a little tearful.

"I'll be back in a while, I'm busy at home today, and I'll wait for my mother to finish the kitchen ......"

Nothing else, Ning Weimin hurriedly pretended to be stupid.

He snorted, took out a cigarette and gave Luo Guangliang a note, and then went into the courtyard.

When he passed by the small kitchen of the Luo family, he didn't forget to say hello to Aunt Luo, who was busy with him.

But on such a day, Aunt Luo didn't have the slightest joy.

With stew in his hand and smiling at him, it was more ugly than crying.