From freshman to junior year, I have been in the police station during the holidays, until now, Zuo Hao has completed a total of seventeen big cases, and countless other small cases, and her status has also risen, from a dispensable little minion to the current Yiyantang.

Even the director had to listen to her complaints, nagging that she hadn't shown the file for almost three years, and was silent when asked about the progress of the case, Zuo Hao could only look forward to the last three cases coming soon, and ending it quickly.

After thinking about the number code all night, Zuo Hao got up the next day with a dark circle under his eyes.

After a simple wash, she went out with her bag, there are not many classes today, two classes in the morning, and one class in the afternoon can be dismissed.

Sitting on the familiar No. 1 bus, Zuo Hao took out her mobile phone and plugged in the headphones and listened to music, she tried to avoid eye contact with people, after all, most of the time what she heard was the dark side of people, which would make her feel bad all day.

"Girl, little girl, can you give up a seat?"

Zuo Hao, who listened to the music with his eyes closed, fell asleep for a while, and then heard the voice of an old lady with a straight voice.

"Well, old man, you sit here." Zuo looked at the stop sign, there were still four or five stations, and it would take more than ten minutes to arrive, so he stood up and got out of the way, and he stood aside holding the horizontal bar above his head.

"Come, good grandson, sit down." The old lady gently pulled her grandson behind her and let him sit in the seat, while she held on to the edge of the seat, took out a steamed bun from her arms on the rickety bus and handed it over.

"It's steamed buns again, it's unpalatable." The little boy looked like he was seven or eight years old, and he looked white and clean, and he said that it was unpalatable, but he still took it and gnawed it slowly.

Probably hungry, Zuo Hao, who didn't eat breakfast, also licked her lips involuntarily, she really wanted to eat steamed buns!

"Good grandson, there is no money at home, your father is seriously ill, and your mother has run away again, it would be good to have steamed buns to eat." After the old man finished speaking, he wiped a handful of tears.

"Oh." The little boy bowed his head in response, and continued to nibble on steamed buns with an expressionless face.

Zuo Hao glanced at the little boy curiously, and heard a few words when he occasionally looked up.

"It's annoying to lie to people again."

"The steamed buns are about to vomit."

"I really want to go to school soon."

Zuo Hao didn't listen anymore, silently wearing headphones and pretending not to see the old man's self-performance.

"Alas, I'll have to pay your tuition later, good grandson, I'm afraid you won't even have to eat steamed buns tomorrow."

The old man squatted on the edge of the seat and sighed as if no one was there, but unfortunately her grandson did not cooperate, and kept bowing his head and nibbling on steamed buns with a blank face, occasionally raising his head and taking it back at a glance, as if he felt very embarrassed.

At this time, there was finally a kind girl who couldn't see it, and the picture she saw was a family in distress, the old man couldn't help crying in embarrassment, and the child was still ignorant and only cared about himself, of course, the child was still young, she wouldn't blame the child, but she just felt that the old man was too pitiful.

"Old man, this is my little heart, let's buy breakfast for this child tomorrow."

The girl took out two crumpled twenty and a brand new ten yuan, a total of fifty yuan, and walked over and handed it to the old man, which should be her food expenses for the day.

Steamed buns are now only one dollar, and fifty yuan can buy fifty steamed buns, Zuo Hao silently counted the accounts in her heart, but she didn't plan to meddle in her affairs, and it was not bad to let this girl spend fifty yuan to buy a lesson.

"Thank you, girl, you're such a nice person." The old man wiped his wrinkled old face, there was not a single tear on it, only faint disdain to quietly look at the three pieces of paper money in his hand fermenting.

"Old man, I only have this money with me, so I'll give it to you too, and buy some delicious food for my grandson."

Unexpectedly, after this girl's kind act, another young man took action, and he took out the only three hundred yuan on his body and handed it over.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much." The old man thanked him again and again, and bowed to the little brother.

"Thank you, big brother." The little boy finished eating the steamed buns, wiped the corners of his mouth, and thanked the little young man.

Some people sitting in the back row also began to move when they saw this, some of them either began to rummage through the bag or began to unintentionally insert their pockets, it is estimated that they are all people who see how much cash they have, they give less faceless, and they feel distressed when they give more, and these people's psychology can be guessed if they don't look at it.

"The girl with the headphones." The young man suddenly shouted at Zuo Hao.

“？？？” Zuo Hao looked at it with a puzzled expression.

"Your headset is UE's, right?" The young man's question made most of the people in the car look confused.

"Ah, yes, what's wrong?" Zuo Hao asked as he took off his headphones.

"I heard that the customized version costs more than 10,000 yuan, right?" Xiao Young continued to ask.

"It should be, I didn't ask, I'm ordinary, it cost more than a thousand, do you want to start?" Zuo Hao thought that this was a music lover or a headphone lover or something, so he was willing to answer him a few more words.

"That's not cheap, ordinary people who can buy it, I will occasionally look at it, but you are so rich, why don't you sponsor this poor old man, his son is seriously ill, his daughter-in-law has run away, and his grandson is still so young, since everyone has the ability, why not help, this society can only become better if everyone is full of love."

Xiao Young's words resonated with many people, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Then an uncle stood up, walked over and took out twenty yuan and stuffed it into the old man's hand and said: "Usually my wife is strict, and she only has twenty yuan to buy cigarettes, don't dislike the old man!" ”

With that, he turned around and sat back in his seat.

Zuo Hao glanced at the uncle and heard one of his heartfelt words:

"Convex (艹覹艹) wasted Lao Tzu's twenty yuan!"

She couldn't help laughing, and the others stopped because of her laughter, and they stood up and sat back pretending to be nothing, probably thinking that she was laughing at the lack of others.

"What's so funny about this, love doesn't matter how big or small, why do you laugh at others if you don't give it if you have money yourself, it's really uneducated." Xiao Young scolded angrily.

"That's it, the person looks good, the character is really bad, I don't know what kind of family and what kind of parents it is, how to teach you such a ......" There is an aunt who has been watching the play for a long time, and she can't help but interject sarcastically.

"What am I like this?" Zuo Hao couldn't help but interrupt, she looked into her aunt's eyes and continued: "I'm much better than some people who like to steal vegetables when they buy vegetables and like to change prices when they go to the supermarket." ”