……

"Look, you're going to school tomorrow, there will definitely be a lot of girls in college who like you, and with a ring you can say that you have a fiancée, in fact, you don't have to speak, just swing your hand like this......"

Nangong Jing laughed while talking, his woman was too handsome, and she was more attractive to the opposite sex than herself, and he felt helpless.

The corners of Jian Junxi's lips twitched a few times, looking at the ring on his ring finger, his fiancée, so speechless......

Along the way, it was Nangong Jing who kept chattering, and Jian Junxi didn't seem to hear it.

The closer she got to home, the clearer her mind became, and the aura around her suddenly changed.

Danger, ambush, death, all kinds of negative emotions coiled around her like a cold poisonous snake, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.

Until entering the city, the streets are full of people, and people seem to be busy.

Suddenly, she saw an old man kneeling on the side of the road with a boy in a stainless steel basin, and she suddenly said: "Stop!" ”

Nangong Jing was startled by her, immediately stepped on the brakes, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Jian Junxi ignored Nangong Jing, opened his bag, and found all the cash in it, without counting, about 20,000 on the side of his eyes.

Put on a mask and hat, open the car door and get out of the car, Nangong Jing didn't know what she was going to do, so she had to follow her out of the car.

Jian Junxi walked in front of the old man and the boy, the old man raised his eyes, his square face, his face was full of wrinkles, and his hair was covered with brown age spots.

Under the gray eyebrows are a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes, tears seem to be indescribable, the bridge of the nose is slightly collapsed, and the two dry lips tremble slightly.

The boy was about ten years old, his hair was like dead grass, his face was yellow and thin, and he looked like he had been malnourished for a long time.

A pair of eyes are clean and clear, not mixed with a trace of impurities, looking at Jian Junxi's gaze but hinting at hope, as if expecting her to help them.

The little hand clutched his pants nervously, the old man didn't say anything, and began to kowtow to Jian Junxi.

Jian Junxi said hoarsely: "You don't have to be like this, are you encountering any difficulties?" ”

This sentence seemed to tug at the heartstrings of the old man's grief, and the tears that he could not hold back could no longer flow, and the boy cried when he saw his grandfather crying.

Jian Junxi helped the old man up, and the old man choked up and said, "Thank you, I'...... My name is Huang Tang, and this is my little grandson Huang Yiwei.

Eight years ago, his parents died in a car accident, and only two of us were left to take care of him, and the old woman became depressed.

spent all the family's savings, but still couldn't save her, who knows that this child is ...... He...... Because of long-term malnutrition, I often faint.

I can't go to school, I'm fifteen years old, I'm still a child who doesn't grow up, I don't have money to buy him food, and no one wants me to go to work...... Woowoo woo ......"

In the end, the old man seemed to be unable to say any more, and began to cry, and the boy took the old man's big hand, and cried and said, "Grandpa, it's okay......

Jian Junxi's eyes were cloudy, and he took out the stack of money from his bag and stuffed it into the old man's hand.

When the old man saw so much money, he was so frightened that he suddenly stopped his tears, and immediately knelt down again.

Jian Junxi grabbed his arm and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't have to be like this, for me, it's just a gesture." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you...... May the Bodhisattva bless you......" The old man clutched the money, tears of excitement in his eyes.

Looking at Jian Junxi's gaze was like seeing a living Bodhisattva, and his excitement was beyond words.

(End of chapter)