On a summer afternoon, the street with cars coming and going, white-collar workers in a hurry, and even female high school students running on the street with a bag in their mouths, and when they turned the corner, they collided with a male high school student in the same school uniform.

Wang Changyang's eyes were completely shocked at this time, the scene was too familiar, this was everything he had ever experienced, and he was very impressed.

"It's... Immortals?"

Wang Changyang faintly understood who was causing all this in front of him, it was the mysterious Taoist Chief!

"Grandpa, how come there are two grandfathers..."One of the girls took Wang Changyang's hand and looked at the other illusory Wang Changyang with a puzzled expression.

Now everyone is looking at [Wang Changyang] in front of them from the perspective of a bystander.

That Wang Changyang was staring at the tricycle at this time, under the scorching summer sun, his thin body had been exposed, sweating profusely, and the old man's beard was also gray and soaked with sweat.

Kick and kick and shout, recycle old color TVs.

I don't know how long it took me, but the tricycle was piled up to the brim, and it was full of scrap.

After pulling a truckload of waste products to the scrap station, Wang Changyang took out the rusty army green kettle, drank a few sips of water, and then began to shout to collect waste products.

The children can clearly see that every time Wang Changyang receives the money in his hand, it is one and a half cents, and at most it is only one or two yuan.

After working hard to pull a car, there is only this insignificant income, but Wang Changyang was not discouraged, but he was very happy to thank the owner of the scrap station.

Day after day, year after year, doing the same thing.

Over time, after knowing Wang Changyang's situation, the black-hearted boss did not deduct his money again, but would give one or two more pieces, and over time, the original black-hearted boss also became one of the few friends that Wang Changyang could communicate with.

In the days of pedaling three rounds, when you are hungry, you eat steamed buns and steamed buns, and when you are thirsty, you drink the boiling water prepared in advance, and after drinking, you are too thirsty to go to the roadside to pick up a pot of tap water, and you are reluctant to buy mineral water.

No matter in the morning, noon, or evening, all I eat is steamed bread, which is shriveled and hard, and looks like a stone-like thick steamed bun.

But these children know how hard-won their grandfather's money is, and every penny is condensed by sweat.

"Grandpa, the money for our schooling, the money for snacks, and the money for our meat. ”

The children were also stunned, they didn't expect that the money they spent on snacks, their own schooling, milk every night, a meat dish that was indispensable every day, and fragrant white rice were all scraped from this piece of waste.

At this time, the children all lowered their heads, even if they were not sensible, they all knew how much their grandfather had paid to take care of themselves and others.

Wang Changyang was also silent, he didn't know what kind of expressions his children would show after seeing that his grandfather was actually collecting waste.

However, at this time, one of the children, who looked a little chubby, stood up and touched the snot on his face.

"Grandpa, I don't want that Transformer... I'm sorry I pestered you for so long. The fat boy lowered his head, tears in the corners of his eyes.

Another child also stepped forward, and it was the lively and cute little girl.

"Grandpa, I don't want my little saffron either..."

"Grandpa..."

No one disliked Wang Changyang's work, and more and more children stood up and hugged Wang Changyang.

"Grandpa, I must be a rich man in the future and honor you!" said the little chubby man with a firm face.

Wang Changyang was very moved to hold these children.

The children are not disgusted, that's enough...

...

The scene changed again, turning back to the original hillside, full of yellow flowers and fallen leaves, and dead branches of trees.

Looking at Wang Changyang, who You Zi didn't react, Li Yun smiled faintly.

"Wang Jushi, do you understand? True goodness does not change because of your identity, you think that your identity will bring trouble to the children, but the children do not have this cognition. ”

"Immortals... Immortals..."Wang Changyang didn't think so much, he subconsciously wanted to kneel, but was woken up by a whisk of dust.

"Poor people are not gods, they are just mortals, and Wang Jushi doesn't have to be cheap. Li Yun shook his head lightly.

At this time, Wang Changyang had also come to his senses and looked at the children behind him.

The children all lowered their heads and rushed up one by one, taking turns hugging Wang Changyang.

This is spontaneous, but Wang Changyang is moved.

He also knew what Li Yun's idea was, to let these children understand the hard work of being a parent, and at the same time to give Wang Changyang confidence.

His own children are people who know how to repay their kindness!

Knowing this, it is enough.

"Immortals... Why are you helping me so much?"

Wang Changyang looked at Li Yun with some flattery, the miraculous experience just now could not be explained by science.

"Because the poor Tao has been entrusted by men. Li Yun stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiaoyu from afar.

The kid was obviously a little shy, didn't speak, just silently lowered his head and looked away...

At this time, Xiaoyu passed some information to Li Yun through his heart.

"Big brother, you say, will a good person be rewarded? Grandpa is such a good person, but he lives so hard..."

Xiaoyu was the first to find out that Wang Changyang was actually the one who supported them by pulling scraps, and Xiaoyu, who had been sensible for a long time, also knew that it was not easy to describe how hard it was to use that money, it was simply a difficult step.

"Well, Xiaoyu, Poor Dao can tell you very clearly that good people are definitely rewarded. ”

Li Yun smiled faintly.

Heaven is ruthless, people are merciful, for good or evil, God will not care about you, whether you are alive or dead.

People have affection, good deeds are humane, and the luck of the recipient will be reflected in the form of success and virtue, even if the poverty in this life is reversed, in the next life, there will be a blessing in the previous life to feed back to his body.

The ninth generation of good people, it is definitely not a joke to become an immortal.

"That Xiaoyu will also be a good person in the future!

Xiaoyu showed reverence on her face, and she wanted to be like her grandfather in the future.

Li Yun smiled slightly, showing encouraging eyes, and then turned around and went down the mountain, the white robe rose with the wind, but no one stayed.

"Daisen, you..."

Wang Changyang wanted to stop Li Yun and invite someone to a meal to thank him, but in the end he restrained himself.

is a god in the deep mountains, why bother to pull it into the red dust?

"Let's go, kids, grandpa invites you to a big dinner!"

"Okay! I want to eat white steamed buns!"

"I also eat white steamed buns!"

"Today we also eat white steamed buns!"

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