After rebirth, I handed over my past life information to the country

Gu Ning, Shui Mutian, and Lin Wei took the four children to eat while shopping. When Gu Jing handed the grilled chicken wings to Gu Ning, Gu Ning waved his hands and said, "I really can't eat anymore."

Jiang Bin, "I can't eat anymore, so you don't need to order my portion."

Jiang Xue, "After I finish this sausage, I can't eat anything else."

Gu Lin, "Second sister, if you like anything delicious, you don't have to ask me if I want to eat it."

Gu Jing ran to Lin Wei's side, "Brother Lin, you won't reject me, right?"

Lin Wei looked at the two beef skewers on the left and the three squids on the right.

Then look at the two chicken wings that Gu Jing handed to him.

For the first time, Lin Wei felt that chicken wings were not so delicious.

"Gu Jing, we have been eating from four o'clock to ten o'clock now, and our mouths have not stopped. My mouth tells me that it wants to rest because it has worked overtime for too long today."

"I want it to rest!"

Gu Jing finally looked at Shui Mutian.

Shui Mutian took out sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

Gu Jing, my sister said we shouldn’t waste food, so we ordered a lot this time.

Just when Gu Jing was about to eat herself to death, a voice of swallowing saliva came from the side, "Sister, you can't finish it, can you give it to me?"

Gu Jing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a little boy of about six or seven years old holding a urea bag containing a dozen plastic bottles.

The clothes on his body were patched up with patches, and you couldn't even see their original colors.

His face was dirty, but his big black and white eyes sparkled with curiosity and innocence as he stared at the roasted chicken wings in Gu Jing's hands.

Gu Jing squatted down and handed the chicken wings to the little boy.

"Thank you, sister!" said the little boy, and took out a plastic bag from his pocket and carefully put the chicken wings in it.

Gu Jing asked curiously, "Little brother, why don't you eat?"

The little boy swallowed and said, "I'll take it home and eat it later."

"Have you had dinner yet?"

The little boy shook his head. “I only had one meal today.”

Jiang Xue, "Little brother, where are your parents?"

"My father is dead, and my mother is dead too. There are only me, my brother, and my grandfather at home."

"Grandpa is sick, so my brother and I came out to pick up bottles to treat him."

Gu Lin and Jiang Bin also squatted in front of the little boy.

Gu Lin, "Where's your brother?"

The little boy pointed to the front and said, "My brother is picking up bottles over there, I'm picking up bottles over here, and my brother will be here soon."

At this time, a boy of about eight or nine years old came running over from a distance, carrying a urea bag on his back. "Who are you? Why are you surrounding my brother?"

He pulled his brother behind him and looked at Gu Ning and his group with a wary look on his face.

The little boy tugged at his brother's clothes and said, "Brother, they are good people. They gave me two grilled chicken wings. Look, they are here!"

The little boy showed his brother the grilled chicken wings in his hand.

Liang Yuanchao looked at the grilled chicken wings in his brother's hand, then looked at the attire of Gu Ning and his group, and he scanned the faces of Gu Ning and the others one by one.

Then his expression relaxed, "Thank you!"

Liang Yuanchao took out a steamed bun from his pocket and handed it to his brother, "I picked this up on the roadside. You must be hungry, eat it quickly!"

Liang Yuanjun broke the bun into two halves, "Brother, let's each have half."

Liang Yuanchao, "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Gu Ning, "Little boy, are you selling your bottles?"

Liang Yuanchao looked at Gu Ning, "We sold it."

"I'll probably need about a hundred bottles or so. Do you have that many?"

Liang Yuanchao, "We don't have that much on us, but we have it at home."

"Can I come to your house and check? I want to confirm whether you have so much."

Liang Yuanchao thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but it's so late now, and the road to my house is not easy to walk at night."

"It doesn't matter, we'll just take a walk after dinner."

Liang Yuanchao, "Then follow me."

"Wait, I'm going to buy some things before I leave!"

Gu Ning bought two 50-kilogram bags of rice and two barrels of oil from a roadside grain and oil store.

The restaurant packed a pig's trotter, a chicken, a duck, and a pound of rice.

Shui Mutian and Lin Wei each carried a bag of rice and a barrel of oil.

Jiang Bin and Gu Lin each carried some food.

The group followed Liang Yuanchao and his brothers to their home.

On the way, Gu Jing surrounded Liang Yuanchao and asked, "What's your name?"

"Liang Yuanchao, my brother, Liang Yuanjun!"

Gu Ning stopped and asked, "What's your brother's name?"

"Liang Yuan Army!"

Gu Ning walked up to Liang Yuanjun and looked at his appearance carefully. It was indeed him!

He looks like he was twenty years old, but not much different from his appearance when he was twenty years old.

Liang Yuanjun, a fire-fighting hero, Gu Ning had come across him on Douyin in his previous life.

Died in a massive fire.

This fire-fighting hero had a miserable life since childhood. He lost his father at the age of one, his mother at the age of four, and his grandfather also passed away not long after.

The two brothers grew up eating at various people's homes. When Liang Yuanjun was eighteen, he joined the fire rescue station.

During a firefighting mission, Liang Yuanjun's life was forever frozen at the most beautiful age of 22.

Although Gu Ning's life in her previous life was not satisfactory, when she saw Liang Yuanjun's deeds, she burst into tears, feeling sad that this fire-fighting hero had lived such a hard life since childhood.

If Gu Ning just now felt sorry for them and wanted to lend a helping hand within his ability, now he really wants to help them.

Gu Ning picked up Liang Yuanjun and said, "Little brother, my name is Gu Ning. I am older than you. From now on, you can call me Sister Ning."

Liang Yuanjun blinked, "Sister Ning!"

"Eh!"

Shui Mutian glanced at Gu Ning, then at Liang Yuanjun. The people Gu Ning knew were not ordinary people.

The people that Gu Ning could get to know were either acquaintances around him or people he met on the Internet.

The people who can make Gu Ning remember on the Internet may be heroes, celebrities, fugitives, or popular bloggers.

Judging from Gu Ning's expression and the situation of Liang Yuanjun's army, he should be a hero.

A hero with an ill-fated fate.

Liang Yuanjun's brothers' home is in the suburbs, far away from the city center.

Gu Ning and his group followed the two brothers for forty minutes before they reached their home.

An old, dilapidated house with mottled walls covered with traces of time, tenacious moss growing in the corners, and broken tiles on the roof, revealing a corner of the sky.

The facilities in the house were simple, with only two step-out beds, a small table, and a simple earthen stove made of a few bricks on the ground. On the stove was a large iron pot with two handles, but one of the handles was missing.

In the corner, bottles and cartons picked up by the Liang Yuanjun brothers were piled together haphazardly.

A gust of wind blew, and the doors and windows creaked, as if they would fall down at any time.

There was a small candle lit on the table, swaying in the wind. The brightness in the room flickered with the swaying of the candle.

There was an old man lying on the bed.

The old man heard the door open and asked, "Xiao Chao, Xiao Jun, you're back!"

"Grandpa, we are back!"

The two brothers walked to their grandfather's bed, and Liang Yuanjun took out the roasted chicken wings, "Grandpa, I brought you something delicious."