Fang Wei is kind-hearted, and when he encounters poor people, he always takes out money and helps somewhat. Therefore, he was ridiculed by many people, saying that he was a false saint. Fang Wei didn't care about those gossips, he still went his own way, and he could help as much as he could.

After a long time, those who said strange things slowly changed their opinions about him, admired Fang Wei from the bottom of their hearts, and were willing to associate with him, and a group of friends from all walks of life gathered around him.

Fang Wei is well-connected in the local area, because he has a kind heart and has won people's respect.

Fang Wei thought, this young man in front of him, help or not, listen to what he says first, figure out what happened, and then make a decision.

"Don't have the money to take the train? Outrageous. The police officer said in a stern tone.

"I really don't have money to buy tickets, my family is very poor, I borrowed all my relatives and friends, but I didn't borrow a few dollars, and I didn't even make up enough money for the journey." The lad explained.

"I've seen a lot of people like you, if you don't make up the ticket, you have to get off the train at the next station and hand you over to the station police station for processing." The train police said resolutely.

"Comrade, no, uncle, you can do it. Don't get me out of the car," said the young man, busily changing his comrade to an uncle, in a pleading tone; "I really don't have any money, if I had, I would definitely buy a replacement ticket."

After the young man finished speaking, he looked at the train officer and the conductor with tears in his eyes, and at the same time, he took out a few dry, somewhat blackened wild vegetables that his mother had given him to eat on the road, put them on the table and said; "This is what my mother asked me to take on the road to eat, and there is nothing else. If you don't believe me, I can take off my clothes and let you search them. ”

The conductor was a lesbian in her forties, and after listening to the young man's story, he saw the wild vegetables that the young man took out, and his serious attitude eased a lot. The police officer is about 50 years old and is a gay man. Looking at the young man who was the same size as his son, with tears in his eyes, he was much less fierce just now.

"Where are you going? What are you going to do? The police officer asked in a soothing tone.

"When I went to Lingnan City, I heard that it is easy to find a job there, as long as you can endure hardships and work hard, you can earn money, and as long as you can earn money, you can change the life of your family. This time I came out with the hopes of my whole family. The young man replied.

Fang Wei felt that it was really sad that he had no money, he had no dignity at all, and the reprimands came into his ears from time to time, Fang Wei really couldn't listen to it, as if he had been humiliated.

"Hello, comrade!". Fang Wei said to the train officer.

"Hello! Is there anything you need help with? The police officer asked politely.

"Thank you! No, you don't. Fang Wei pointed to the young man in front of him and said to the police; Did he not buy a ticket? ”

"Yes, he didn't buy a ticket. I'm asking about the situation. The police officer replied.

When Fang Wei was talking to the police, the young man's tearful eyes looked at him, Fang Wei didn't think much about it, and said to the train policeman; "Can I buy a ticket for him?"

The policeman looked at him, turned his face to look at the young man, and then looked back at Fang Wei, with a suspicious eye, as if he was examining a liar.

The train crew thought about it for a minute, and the atmosphere was really tense. It may be Fang Wei's eyes that are eagerly waiting for a reply, the police officer felt it, or maybe it was this move that surprised him, so he slowly swallowed it and said in a suspicious tone; "Well, are you really willing to buy a ticket for him?"

"I'm willing to buy a ticket for him!", Fang Wei replied affirmatively.

The train police listened to Fang Wei's affirmative answer, asked the conductor for acquiescence, and then said to the young man; "Knowing your actual situation, you really don't have the money to buy a ticket, so you won't do anything else, just make up the ticket."

The conductor nodded in agreement to the fare adjuster and walked away without saying anything.

"Today you met a good Samaritan" This kind of thing may be often encountered by the police, and he said in a very ordinary tone in the face of the young man; "Why don't you hurry up and thank them."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you.... The young man stood up, his face full of gratitude, walked around the dining table to Fang Wei, bowed deeply, took his hand, and kept saying the word 'thank you'.

Fang Wei is not the only one in society who is compassionate and willing to help others. The conductor agreed to the decision of the policeman, looking at the young man with a look of pity, and the two passengers who were sitting next to him who were saying good things to the young man, all of whom were good people with sympathy. There are still many good people in society, and good people will be rewarded.

In life, when you really encounter a hurdle that you can't get over, there will still be kind-hearted people to help. A capable person, a small act of kindness, can change the life of a poor person.

After the ticket adjustment procedures were completed, Fang Wei pulled the young man to the table and sat down. At this time, the passengers who were eating breakfast in the dining car, including the waiter in the dining car, cast a cordial look at him, and the praise in the dining car made Fang Wei embarrassed.

The young man glanced at Fang Wei, lowered his head stiffly, didn't know what to do, and didn't know what to say in a panic. It may be that Fang Wei's help has made him feel fortunate to get out of the predicament, or it may be that he is sad about his poverty, or it may be because he is poor in words and cannot express it in words, he thinks that silence is the best response.

The young man was like a child who had made a mistake, his hands were constantly playing with the placket of his clothes, and he kept his head down silently and did not speak. may have been infected by him, Fang Wei was speechless.

At this time, the waiter of the dining car walked up to him and asked; "Comrade, do you need breakfast?"

"Two breakfasts." Fang Wei replied.

Soon, the smiling waiter, with breakfast in front of them, spoke in standard Mandarin; "Two, please use it slowly."

"Thank you!" Fang Wei replied politely.

After the waiter left in the dining car, Fang Wei pushed the breakfast in front of the young man and said; "Let's eat."

The young man did not speak, his face was slightly red, with a hesitant and complicated expression, he slowly picked up the chopsticks, and wiped his tears with his cuffs from time to time.

In order to break the embarrassing situation in front of him, Fang Wei asked; "Where is your hometown?"

"Hexi people." The lad replied.

"What are you doing in Lingnan?" He then asked.

"Go find work." The lad replied. "Is it easy to find a job over there?" He asked

"There are a few fellows over there, and they write to say that the work over there is easy to find, and there will be work to do when they go." The young man said.

"What do you do?" He asked.

"What exactly is it for, the letter did not say." The lad replied.

"You slimmer, can you do heavy work?" He asked.

"Don't look at me thin, I have strength. I'm not afraid of suffering and suffering, and I'm not afraid of working hard, as long as I can earn money. ”

The young man continued in a firm tone; "No matter what I do this time, as long as I can make money. My parents are still waiting for me to earn money and send it home to help with my life. In a word, if I can't make money, I will resolutely not go home, and I will die outside. ”

"It's a man, with such determination, I wish you all the best." Fang Wei reached out and patted him on the shoulder, looked at his hopeful eyes and said.

Fang Wei and the young man went out for the first time, and they didn't have an exact address, so the two of them had to write down each other's names.

After breakfast, we walked to the junction of the carriage together, and the two of them talked a lot, mentioning the affairs of their hometown, and the young man talked a lot. Afraid that others will not believe what he says, explain first; "You may not believe it, but I'm telling the truth."

His village, in a ravine, has dozens of families and more than 200 people, and all the roads in and out of the mountains are very remote, and outsiders generally do not go. I can see a few outsiders a year, and what I can see is a few people who collect mountain goods. The people in the village have traditional ideas and are very backward and conservative.

He has a family of seven people - grandmother, father, mother, sister, and two younger brothers, including him. The natural conditions are very poor, there is some food in the field, the yield is not high, there is no other source of income, and life is very difficult.

In their hometown, it is not okay to have no boys in the family, others will gossip and sometimes be bullied by others. At that time, there were no children at home, and his parents raised him when he was in his thirties, and regarded him as a pearl in his palm.

He came to his current home, and two years later his sister was born, and then his mother gave birth to two younger brothers. The people in the village are very superstitious, and they all say that it is because of him that they have younger brothers and sisters.

The birth of his younger sister and younger brother did not affect his parents, especially his grandmother's love for him. The whole family saved money to help him finish high school.

After graduating from high school, he returned to the village from the county seat and worked tirelessly in the field for two years.

Grandma is getting older and older year by year, and she is not as thin as she looks. The heavy and hopeless physical labor is repeated year after year, and the parents never stop. Working at home and outside the house all day long damaged the old and sick body of my parents.

Because the family was poor and had no money to see a doctor, a minor illness turned into a major illness. Looking at his parents, who were sick and had to work in the fields, his heart was like a knife.

His parents' hard work did not change the family's poverty, he returned to the village for two years, worked hard in the fields, and the family's poor life did not improve.

Only then did he realize that there was no hope in sight of this barren and water-scarce land.

Poverty is not terrible, but it is the most terrible thing that cannot be changed through long-term and arduous work.

He worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, relying on the sky for food for generations, living a poor and backward life, and he could no longer bear it. vowed that his generation would change and let his grandmother and parents live a good life.

He is the eldest of the children in the family, and in order to repay his parents for their nurturing kindness, it is incumbent on him to shoulder the family responsibilities.

His hometown is located on the border between the Loess Plateau and the desert, with hills and hills. When the wind blows, the yellow sand flies all over the sky, obscuring the sky and the sun. The land is barren, there are many people and little land, drought and little rain, and the natural conditions are very harsh.

In times of drought, there is not even grass growing in the fields, let alone crops, and when you sow the seeds in the ground, you will not even be able to reap the seeds.

When there is a lot of rain, there can be a little harvest, and after leaving the seeds, the remaining food is not enough for the family to eat, and they often have to starve, relying on digging wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.

When he said this, the young man shook his head helplessly, looked out of the car window with a pair of empty and confused eyes.