When the young man saw Zhang Yiming not moving, he thought he was not easy to enter the newspaper booth, so he smiled and said: Come in, it doesn’t matter, the door next to him is open.
Zhang Yiming glanced at the young man coldly and wanted to beat him up.
Zhang Yiming was most disgusted with the snobbish mentality of some small vendors. He suppressed his anger, opened the door next to the newspaper booth, and prepared to go in and pick up his notes.
Just the first moment after Zhang Yiming opened the door, he immediately found that he had mistakenly blamed the young man selling the newspaper.
What caught Zhang Yiming's eyes was a lower body sitting in a wheelchair. The young man turned out to be paralyzed.
Zhang Yiming suddenly felt a huge self-blame in his heart, and he was secretly glad that he had not accused or even attacked just now, otherwise he would have felt even more guilty.
Zhang Yiming didn't say anything, quickly picked up the note on the ground and handed it to the young man again.
He originally planned to pick up the note and turn his head and leave, and no longer ask this guy.
Sorry, I have to ask you to come in and pick it up yourself, because I look like this...
The young man pointed at his wheelchair and apologized with a smile.
It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if I should pick it up. I should pick it up. If you want to pick it up, I’m too unreasonable.
Zhang Yiming said repeatedly.
The young man smiled, looked at the address on the note, frowned and said: This place is very slight. I know that there are cars to go to in this town. As for the Aoli Township behind, I don’t know. You may get the town to ask again.
The young man told Zhang Yiming again where to take the bus, and finally said: There may be no bus today, so you'd better stay here for one night and go tomorrow.
Zhang Yiming put away the notes and quit his newspaper booth with gratitude.
Outside the pavilion, Zhang Yiming felt a little disappointed not to buy something, so he began to patrol various newspapers and magazines in front of him.
You feel embarrassed to ask the road and not buy something, right?
This young man is really a simple man. He even expressed Zhang Yiming's thoughts. It doesn't matter if you don't buy it. If you didn't want to read these newspapers and magazines, it would be a waste to buy it.
The young man was sitting in his wheelchair and still had a peaceful smile.
Zhang Yiming became more and more embarrassed and said repeatedly: No, I usually like to read magazines. I just wanted to ask for directions first, for fear that time would not be enough.
As he was talking, he saw the latest issue of "Finance" which was a magazine that Zhang Yiming admired more, so he bought one.
Thanks.
After accepting Zhang Yiming's money, the young man said.
You're welcome, I should thank you.
Zhang Yiming answered while putting the magazine away.At this moment, he suddenly glanced at the sign of the newspaper booth: Wooden Newspaper booth. Zhang Yiming had a thought in his mind, as if he had remembered something...
2 Wood?Huaihua?
Zhang Yiming muttered, suddenly raised his voice and asked: Are you wood?I know you.
The young man smiled honestly again. Everyone has called me Mutou since he was a child. Many people know me. I have been selling newspapers here for many years.
Not that, I mean...
Zhang Yiming thought for a while and said: If you are right, I know what happened to you back then and how you got hurt and became like this.
Zhang Yiming judged that he was the wood that Lao Qin once mentioned that he was stabbed in the spine and caused disability due to catching a thief on the bus.
Now these people...
Zhang Yiming glanced around and looked around the people who were in a hurry or leisurely manner. They knew you were just because of this newspaper booth, right?Do they all know what happened to you in the past?
Zhang Yiming's words made the young man look at him seriously, no longer smiling on his face, but his expression was still calm. If he knew what, so what if he didn't know?
It's Ah, what if you know, but what if you don't know?
Don’t you have to live your life every day?
Mutou's answer left Zhang Yiming speechless for a moment, but at the same time, he was almost certain that he had not made any mistakes.
Zhang Yiming suddenly made a decision in his heart to help this once admirable brave boy.
This is my first time in Huaihua, but do you know how I know about you?
Zhang Yiming asked.
The young man shook his head and said he didn't know. He didn't care how Zhang Yiming learned it, so he guessed casually: Old newspaper?
Zhang Yiming also shook his head and said slowly: I know someone, which has something to do with this matter.
Zhang Yiming hesitated whether to tell Lao Qin's story, and finally decided to say it, so he continued: It doesn't matter if I tell you after so many years.That was the man who avenged you and killed the thief who killed you with his own hands.
The young man's face suddenly became solemn. He stared at Zhang Yiming for a long time, and finally said: Are you talking about Teacher Qin?
3
Do you know that Teacher Qin avenged you?
The words of Mu surprised Zhang Yiming.
I've guessed it long ago.
Mutou fell into memories and slowly circled a piece of news that it was a murder case in this city. The deceased was inserted through the back with a dagger and almost penetrated his chest.
It is reported that the deceased has no legitimate job and has a criminal record of stealing...
Mutu stopped, squeezed a smile to Zhang Yiming, and then said: I felt strange at the time and didn't fully understand what was going on.Not long after, a classmate came to see me and said that Teacher Qin had resigned and left.At that moment I guessed everything. The dead man mentioned in the newspaper must be the thief who killed me, and the person stuffed into the newspaper must know this. He stuffed into the newspaper and circled the news, which told me that the people who did evil were punished.Except for Teacher Qin, no one else has such a strong desire to punish me and avenge me, and the red pen of the news is only used by the teacher.If Teacher Qin hadn't killed the thief himself, how could he be sure of who the deceased was?So I guessed that the newspaper was stuffed by Teacher Qin and he killed the thief.He avenged me and broke the law, so he had to leave.Alas, this matter has been hidden in my heart for so many years, and it has been just a guess. You confirmed my guess today.It is the first time I have told this.
Listening to Mutou's telling, it was like listening to a legendary story. Zhang Yiming felt surprised, because Lao Qin didn't say anything about the following situations at the beginning.
Lao Qin once said that this wood has been stupid since childhood, so everyone called him wood.
But Zhang Yiming felt at this time that naive is not stupid, and naive people are not fools. This is proved by the reasoning on the wood.
The silly person is a fool because of his loyalty and integrity, not stupidity, just like the wood in front of him.
Is Teacher Qin okay now?I'm still worried about him...
Mutou smiled silly again and stopped talking.He was worried that Teacher Qin would be healthy and even healthy after years of escape.
Zhang Yiming understood the meaning of Mutou words, and he smiled easily: He is very good. I met him in Shenzhen last summer. After he knew that I would come to Huaihua, he asked me to bring you some money.He is very rich now.
This lie is the decision that Zhang Yiming made suddenly in his heart just now. He wanted to give Mutou some help in the name of Lao Qin. He believed that if Lao Qin was here today, he would have done this.
Mu Tou looked at Zhang Yiming suspiciously, and after a long time, he asked: Teacher Qin is very rich?Then how many he asks you to bring to me?
Zhang Yiming lowered his voice a little lowered and quickly spit out three words: one million.
In order to stick to his promise, Mutou's heroic life in his youth paid the price of lifelong disability, so he fell to buy newspapers in the railway station square to make a living.
This is a long life since I was a teenager!
Zhang Yiming felt that a golden heart that kept his promise at all costs was more than a million.
Besides, Lao Qin can be regarded as saving Zhang Yiming's life, so Zhang Yiming is willing to do this, whether from the wood itself or from the perspective of Lao Qin.
Wow.
Mu Tuo smiled and laughed.
4 Zhang Yiming frowned, thinking Mu Tou didn't believe it.
A stranger suddenly says he knows an old friend of yours and brings you a huge sum of 1 million yuan. This is similar to a nasty story, and it is hard for a person with normal spirit to believe.
Zhang Yiming said seriously: Mutou, what I am telling the truth.I know you can't believe it when you hear such news suddenly, but I can prove it immediately that the money has been in my card and I can transfer it to you immediately.In addition, Teacher Qin also said that if you have any difficulties in your future life, contact me and I will tell him that he can continue to help you.
Zhang Yiming added conditions.
Why don’t you tell me the contact information of Teacher Qin directly? Wouldn’t it be more convenient for me to find him anytime in the future?
The wood still smiled foolishly.
this……
Zhang Yiming hesitated for a moment and found an excuse. You also know that Teacher Qin killed the thief back then. Legally, he was still a fugitive. You should not know where he is better, so as not to implicate you.
It's reasonable for you to say this.
Mu nodded.
That means you believed it?
Zhang Yiming asked.
I believed it from the beginning.From the look you looked at when you mentioned Teacher Qin, I believe you were not here to make me happy.Although I can't be sure that the 1 million is really given by Teacher Qin, you are still giving it to me.
Mu Tou said as he looked at Zhang Yiming with a questioning look.
Of course it was given by Teacher Qin.
Zhang Yiming said with an exaggerated expression.
Mutou smiled again and said: It doesn’t matter, everyone gives the same thing, I thank you.
Zhang Yiming just breathed a sigh of relief, but who knew that Mutou changed the subject: However, you are just worried that I don’t believe it, why don’t you worry that I don’t want it?
don't want?
Zhang Yiming was stunned, you don’t want it?Why?
Mutou sat quietly in his wheelchair, and said leisurely, as if he was a little fascinated: After taking 1 million, I can stay at home leisurely without having to sell newspapers here.
It's Ah.
Zhang Yiming followed Mutou's words and said that this was his purpose. Seeing Mutou now make a living by selling newspapers, Zhang Yiming felt that this society is so unfair and that people are so cold.
But, if I don’t even sell newspapers, what should I do?
Perhaps he was confined to a wheelchair since he was a teenager, and the scope and form of physical activity were greatly limited, so Mu had more time to think, which made him speak more deeply than his average peers.
I can no longer do anything decent, not only can I do anything, but I can't enjoy anything.I can buy some food and clothing with the money. Even if I wear it better, few people can see it.If you just buy some food and clothing, you can earn enough to sell newspapers, so you don’t need 1 million.I don't want to stay at home and go through a long waiting for death with a million yuan from now on.
Zhang Yiming was speechless for a while and said: This has no effect. If you get 1 million, you can continue to sell newspapers.
Mutou laughed again. Since he still sells newspapers, why are you putting the 1 million here for me?Isn't it a waste?
Zhang Yiming also wanted to say that when a girl arrived, Mutou saw her, a tender smile appeared on her face, which was very different from the smile Zhang Yiming had seen before.
The girl also smiled quietly, and there was a kind of happiness on her face.
It seems that they know each other...
Zhang Yiming glanced at the young man coldly and wanted to beat him up.
Zhang Yiming was most disgusted with the snobbish mentality of some small vendors. He suppressed his anger, opened the door next to the newspaper booth, and prepared to go in and pick up his notes.
Just the first moment after Zhang Yiming opened the door, he immediately found that he had mistakenly blamed the young man selling the newspaper.
What caught Zhang Yiming's eyes was a lower body sitting in a wheelchair. The young man turned out to be paralyzed.
Zhang Yiming suddenly felt a huge self-blame in his heart, and he was secretly glad that he had not accused or even attacked just now, otherwise he would have felt even more guilty.
Zhang Yiming didn't say anything, quickly picked up the note on the ground and handed it to the young man again.
He originally planned to pick up the note and turn his head and leave, and no longer ask this guy.
Sorry, I have to ask you to come in and pick it up yourself, because I look like this...
The young man pointed at his wheelchair and apologized with a smile.
It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if I should pick it up. I should pick it up. If you want to pick it up, I’m too unreasonable.
Zhang Yiming said repeatedly.
The young man smiled, looked at the address on the note, frowned and said: This place is very slight. I know that there are cars to go to in this town. As for the Aoli Township behind, I don’t know. You may get the town to ask again.
The young man told Zhang Yiming again where to take the bus, and finally said: There may be no bus today, so you'd better stay here for one night and go tomorrow.
Zhang Yiming put away the notes and quit his newspaper booth with gratitude.
Outside the pavilion, Zhang Yiming felt a little disappointed not to buy something, so he began to patrol various newspapers and magazines in front of him.
You feel embarrassed to ask the road and not buy something, right?
This young man is really a simple man. He even expressed Zhang Yiming's thoughts. It doesn't matter if you don't buy it. If you didn't want to read these newspapers and magazines, it would be a waste to buy it.
The young man was sitting in his wheelchair and still had a peaceful smile.
Zhang Yiming became more and more embarrassed and said repeatedly: No, I usually like to read magazines. I just wanted to ask for directions first, for fear that time would not be enough.
As he was talking, he saw the latest issue of "Finance" which was a magazine that Zhang Yiming admired more, so he bought one.
Thanks.
After accepting Zhang Yiming's money, the young man said.
You're welcome, I should thank you.
Zhang Yiming answered while putting the magazine away.At this moment, he suddenly glanced at the sign of the newspaper booth: Wooden Newspaper booth. Zhang Yiming had a thought in his mind, as if he had remembered something...
2 Wood?Huaihua?
Zhang Yiming muttered, suddenly raised his voice and asked: Are you wood?I know you.
The young man smiled honestly again. Everyone has called me Mutou since he was a child. Many people know me. I have been selling newspapers here for many years.
Not that, I mean...
Zhang Yiming thought for a while and said: If you are right, I know what happened to you back then and how you got hurt and became like this.
Zhang Yiming judged that he was the wood that Lao Qin once mentioned that he was stabbed in the spine and caused disability due to catching a thief on the bus.
Now these people...
Zhang Yiming glanced around and looked around the people who were in a hurry or leisurely manner. They knew you were just because of this newspaper booth, right?Do they all know what happened to you in the past?
Zhang Yiming's words made the young man look at him seriously, no longer smiling on his face, but his expression was still calm. If he knew what, so what if he didn't know?
It's Ah, what if you know, but what if you don't know?
Don’t you have to live your life every day?
Mutou's answer left Zhang Yiming speechless for a moment, but at the same time, he was almost certain that he had not made any mistakes.
Zhang Yiming suddenly made a decision in his heart to help this once admirable brave boy.
This is my first time in Huaihua, but do you know how I know about you?
Zhang Yiming asked.
The young man shook his head and said he didn't know. He didn't care how Zhang Yiming learned it, so he guessed casually: Old newspaper?
Zhang Yiming also shook his head and said slowly: I know someone, which has something to do with this matter.
Zhang Yiming hesitated whether to tell Lao Qin's story, and finally decided to say it, so he continued: It doesn't matter if I tell you after so many years.That was the man who avenged you and killed the thief who killed you with his own hands.
The young man's face suddenly became solemn. He stared at Zhang Yiming for a long time, and finally said: Are you talking about Teacher Qin?
3
Do you know that Teacher Qin avenged you?
The words of Mu surprised Zhang Yiming.
I've guessed it long ago.
Mutou fell into memories and slowly circled a piece of news that it was a murder case in this city. The deceased was inserted through the back with a dagger and almost penetrated his chest.
It is reported that the deceased has no legitimate job and has a criminal record of stealing...
Mutu stopped, squeezed a smile to Zhang Yiming, and then said: I felt strange at the time and didn't fully understand what was going on.Not long after, a classmate came to see me and said that Teacher Qin had resigned and left.At that moment I guessed everything. The dead man mentioned in the newspaper must be the thief who killed me, and the person stuffed into the newspaper must know this. He stuffed into the newspaper and circled the news, which told me that the people who did evil were punished.Except for Teacher Qin, no one else has such a strong desire to punish me and avenge me, and the red pen of the news is only used by the teacher.If Teacher Qin hadn't killed the thief himself, how could he be sure of who the deceased was?So I guessed that the newspaper was stuffed by Teacher Qin and he killed the thief.He avenged me and broke the law, so he had to leave.Alas, this matter has been hidden in my heart for so many years, and it has been just a guess. You confirmed my guess today.It is the first time I have told this.
Listening to Mutou's telling, it was like listening to a legendary story. Zhang Yiming felt surprised, because Lao Qin didn't say anything about the following situations at the beginning.
Lao Qin once said that this wood has been stupid since childhood, so everyone called him wood.
But Zhang Yiming felt at this time that naive is not stupid, and naive people are not fools. This is proved by the reasoning on the wood.
The silly person is a fool because of his loyalty and integrity, not stupidity, just like the wood in front of him.
Is Teacher Qin okay now?I'm still worried about him...
Mutou smiled silly again and stopped talking.He was worried that Teacher Qin would be healthy and even healthy after years of escape.
Zhang Yiming understood the meaning of Mutou words, and he smiled easily: He is very good. I met him in Shenzhen last summer. After he knew that I would come to Huaihua, he asked me to bring you some money.He is very rich now.
This lie is the decision that Zhang Yiming made suddenly in his heart just now. He wanted to give Mutou some help in the name of Lao Qin. He believed that if Lao Qin was here today, he would have done this.
Mu Tou looked at Zhang Yiming suspiciously, and after a long time, he asked: Teacher Qin is very rich?Then how many he asks you to bring to me?
Zhang Yiming lowered his voice a little lowered and quickly spit out three words: one million.
In order to stick to his promise, Mutou's heroic life in his youth paid the price of lifelong disability, so he fell to buy newspapers in the railway station square to make a living.
This is a long life since I was a teenager!
Zhang Yiming felt that a golden heart that kept his promise at all costs was more than a million.
Besides, Lao Qin can be regarded as saving Zhang Yiming's life, so Zhang Yiming is willing to do this, whether from the wood itself or from the perspective of Lao Qin.
Wow.
Mu Tuo smiled and laughed.
4 Zhang Yiming frowned, thinking Mu Tou didn't believe it.
A stranger suddenly says he knows an old friend of yours and brings you a huge sum of 1 million yuan. This is similar to a nasty story, and it is hard for a person with normal spirit to believe.
Zhang Yiming said seriously: Mutou, what I am telling the truth.I know you can't believe it when you hear such news suddenly, but I can prove it immediately that the money has been in my card and I can transfer it to you immediately.In addition, Teacher Qin also said that if you have any difficulties in your future life, contact me and I will tell him that he can continue to help you.
Zhang Yiming added conditions.
Why don’t you tell me the contact information of Teacher Qin directly? Wouldn’t it be more convenient for me to find him anytime in the future?
The wood still smiled foolishly.
this……
Zhang Yiming hesitated for a moment and found an excuse. You also know that Teacher Qin killed the thief back then. Legally, he was still a fugitive. You should not know where he is better, so as not to implicate you.
It's reasonable for you to say this.
Mu nodded.
That means you believed it?
Zhang Yiming asked.
I believed it from the beginning.From the look you looked at when you mentioned Teacher Qin, I believe you were not here to make me happy.Although I can't be sure that the 1 million is really given by Teacher Qin, you are still giving it to me.
Mu Tou said as he looked at Zhang Yiming with a questioning look.
Of course it was given by Teacher Qin.
Zhang Yiming said with an exaggerated expression.
Mutou smiled again and said: It doesn’t matter, everyone gives the same thing, I thank you.
Zhang Yiming just breathed a sigh of relief, but who knew that Mutou changed the subject: However, you are just worried that I don’t believe it, why don’t you worry that I don’t want it?
don't want?
Zhang Yiming was stunned, you don’t want it?Why?
Mutou sat quietly in his wheelchair, and said leisurely, as if he was a little fascinated: After taking 1 million, I can stay at home leisurely without having to sell newspapers here.
It's Ah.
Zhang Yiming followed Mutou's words and said that this was his purpose. Seeing Mutou now make a living by selling newspapers, Zhang Yiming felt that this society is so unfair and that people are so cold.
But, if I don’t even sell newspapers, what should I do?
Perhaps he was confined to a wheelchair since he was a teenager, and the scope and form of physical activity were greatly limited, so Mu had more time to think, which made him speak more deeply than his average peers.
I can no longer do anything decent, not only can I do anything, but I can't enjoy anything.I can buy some food and clothing with the money. Even if I wear it better, few people can see it.If you just buy some food and clothing, you can earn enough to sell newspapers, so you don’t need 1 million.I don't want to stay at home and go through a long waiting for death with a million yuan from now on.
Zhang Yiming was speechless for a while and said: This has no effect. If you get 1 million, you can continue to sell newspapers.
Mutou laughed again. Since he still sells newspapers, why are you putting the 1 million here for me?Isn't it a waste?
Zhang Yiming also wanted to say that when a girl arrived, Mutou saw her, a tender smile appeared on her face, which was very different from the smile Zhang Yiming had seen before.
The girl also smiled quietly, and there was a kind of happiness on her face.
It seems that they know each other...
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