Xiao Shunzi's father is called Liang Sangui, and Xiao Shunzi is Xiao Liang Shun.

Xiao Shunzi's mother died early, it was Liang Sangui who pulled him up with a handful of and urine, Xiao Shunzi should have a good family, although there was no mother, but Liang Sangui's love for him was enough to make up for everything, but the unusually sudden car accident made the family completely broken.

The factory where he worked fired him, and he couldn't even receive a subsistence allowance - looking for a job? Who would want a disabled person?

So, Liang Sangui could only take Xiaoshunzi all the way from Inner Mongolia to Yanjing.

Liang Sangui is just an ordinary heat cold, this disease is nothing to others, but for people like them who even have a problem with food and clothing every day, getting sick, whether it is a major illness or a small illness, is almost like having a terminal illness.

They didn't have the money to buy medicine or go to the hospital, so in order to take care of their father, Xiao Shunzi didn't go out to beg for a day, and could only go to the trash can to find some leftovers that others had thrown out after his father fell asleep.

When Liang Sangui saw Yan Murong, a trace of surprise flashed in his gloomy eyes, and he just nodded at Yan Murong, but didn't say anything.

Yan Murong didn't care, he knew that Liang Sangui was a person who was not good at words.

After massaging Liang Sangui for a while, making his whole body sweat smell, Yan Murong stopped.

"Alright, it's okay." Yan Murong said with a smile, took out a few hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Xiao Shunzi's hand, and said. "You go to the small restaurant over there and ask for some food, and then bring it back, and I'll accompany you to eat."

"This-Brother Yan, where did you get so much money?" Xiao Shunzi took the money in his hand, looked at Yan Murong and asked in panic.

"Of course I earned it myself." Yan Murong said with a smile, he would definitely not tell Xiao Shunzi that this was from an idiot.

Taking Zheng Xiao's money to feed Xiao Shunzi and Liang Sangui's stomachs can be regarded as accumulating some virtue for that kid.

"Xiao Shunzi, go ahead, your big brother Yan will let you go, you can go, I'm hungry too."

After sending Xiao Shunzi away, Liang Sangui sat up from the ground, looked at Yan Murong for a long time, and then said. "Murong, although I don't know why you came to beg with us, but I, Liang Sangui, am not stupid, you can make me better than half of my illness just by massage, I guess you also have a skill. It's just -- why did you come back when you're gone? ”

"I don't want to come back." Yan Murong said with a smile. "But, I miss you."

While speaking, Yan Murong's eyes also looked at Liang Sangui, and the sincerity in his eyes was fully revealed.

Yes, he did miss them, and he was grateful to the father and son.

It was this disabled man who couldn't speak very well who taught him how to beg, how to get more money, at least so that he would not starve during those half a month of escaping marriage.

The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a gushing spring—this is one of the words that the old man often taught him. The other sentence was written by the old man as a pair of ink treasures and hung on the wall of his wooden house.

"Good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, it is not that the time has not yet come!"

"Uncle Liang, I have a plan." Yan Murong thought about it for a moment and said. "The reason why I was a beggar at that time was because there were some things that I had to do, but now I don't have that concern - besides, Xiaoshunzi is still young, and it is the age of school, and I plan to take you to live with me, what do you think?"

Yan Murong tried his best to be tactful, and did not directly say that he would give Liang San expensive money. He knew that although Liang Sangui was a beggar and made a living by begging for money, it could be regarded as a reward for his own labor, and if he gave him money for no reason, he would not accept it.

He's a beggar, he's a cripple, but he's also an extremely strong man. Although he did a ninth-rate thing, he still retained a trace of strong self-esteem deep down.

The incorruptible are not fed by the spur - this saying is best for any self-respecting person.

Sometimes, Yan Murong also thinks that his family background is not bad, but he can't rely on his family background to show off his might, but the old man also said that if you want to achieve great things, you can win over anyone by any means, or destroy anyone by any means, but never rely on the people behind you to help you hold that piece of sky. If you go on like this, not all of what you get belongs to you. Maybe it has something to do with the old man's words - but Yan Murong thinks that his own psychology may be the self-esteem in his heart.

It is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, he has followed the old man for so many years, and almost every word and deed is taught by the old man~, and his behavior and thoughts are extremely similar to the old man.

The old man was a proud man, so under his influence, Yan Murong's heart was naturally very high-what he wanted would only be obtained with his own hands.

As the old man said, if you rely on others to help you hold up a piece of the sky, then everything you get in the end will also be given to others in half - what Yan Murong wants is not a military merit medal that is divided into two halves.

"Murong, thank you." Liang Sangui said gratefully. "You can take Xiao Shunzi away, but I'll forget it - I'm a lame person and uneducated, if you take me back, you can only bring back a person who eats and waits for death."

"Who said that being uneducated and disabled means eating and waiting to die?" Yan Murong smiled disapprovingly, he knew that Liang Sangui had almost lost confidence in life, he lived just for Xiao Shunzi, if he took Xiao Shunzi away and left him alone, I am afraid that the little confidence he had left would be wiped out immediately.

"So it was decided." Yan Murong said in an unquestioning tone. "Uncle Liang, you have to have confidence in yourself, for the sake of Xiaoshunzi, you also have to live a better life, in the future, you will also watch him succeed in his career, watch him fall in love, and watch him get married and have children."

"I-" Liang Sangui suddenly choked up, as if he had been touched by something in his heart, looking at Yan Murong who couldn't say a word, but his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Dad, Brother Yan, I'm back, I bought a lot of delicious food." At this time, Xiao Junzi's immature voice with excitement sounded, and at the same time, the smaller body walked over with two big bags in her hands.

"Dad, Brother Yan, I bought a lot of food." Xiao Shunzi carried two bags and said happily.

Life is like this, sometimes the simplest meal can make a person happy all day.

ps: You send me counting tickets and flowers plus a collection or something, let me be happy?