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Yu Jingcheng leaned on the wheelchair, which was pushed by Xiong Hao. Since Xiong Hao came into being, Yu Jingcheng's life had changed a little. At least he didn't have to push the wheelchair by himself.

At present, Xiong Hao is the one who cooks the meals. He only cooks occasionally when he feels like it. He also cleans the house. Even when it comes to buying groceries, after Yu Jingcheng taught him once, Xiong Hao can now go shopping by himself.

Simple word recognition and addition and subtraction are not difficult for Xiong Hao. Yu Jingcheng often sees him holding a pen and writing something. Maybe the early bird catches the worm!

Time is not stingy in rewarding those who work hard.

Yu Jingcheng was well taken care of. Sometimes when he was busy refining pills, Xiong Hao would call him to eat. Of course, the food was better than the tasteless fasting pills.

Xiong Hao was also very happy. In his mind, having enough food and drink was the best life.

This time, thinking that he hadn't been out for a long time, he asked Xiong Hao to take him out for a walk. With the tall and strong Xiong Hao around, his area was a restricted area, with all kinds of annoying stairs and thresholds. Xiong Hao could easily lift the wheelchair and himself and land steadily.

Although he is not very smart and looks honest, he is actually quite careful.

In return, Yu Jingcheng also gave Xiong Hao a lot of fasting pills.

With the fasting pill, Xiong Hao wouldn't get hungry too quickly. He could calm down and savor the taste of the food instead of just eating to fill his stomach.

"Huh? Is it him?"

When passing by an alley, Yu Jingcheng saw a boy in school uniform at a glance. The thin figure made Yu Jingcheng, who had almost a photographic memory, remember him all of a sudden.

It was that day that an old lady came to see him for medical treatment and brought with her a boy with a broken arm.

The boy squatted on the ground with his hands crossed and his face resting on his arms. His facial expression could not be seen clearly, but he exuded a decadent temperament and an indescribable sadness.

He seemed to be thinner than last time. His school uniform was loose, and he looked like a stick that could be blown away by a gust of wind. He was not short, about 1.8 meters tall, and his arm seemed to have returned to normal, so he should be healed.

The old lady lived nearby, and Yu Jingcheng heard a lot of things about her family, either actively or passively.

A father who is a gambler and a domestic abuser, and a strong and tough mother who likes to take advantage of others, out of all the bad things came a good one, and the child actually gave birth to a polite and sensible boy. It is said that his academic performance is also good, and he has always been in the top ten in the school, which is something his mother likes to brag about.

His father would beat people up whenever he lost a bet, and his mother was no pushover either, so the two of them would just fight each other.

Later, his father was hurt from being beaten and didn't dare to touch his mother, so he wanted to touch him. But his mother was such a tough person, so the two of them fought again.

The neighbors all heard it clearly.

He kept his distance from the two of them, fearing that he would not be able to get rid of them once he got involved. But towards the young man, on the contrary, he had a very good attitude.

There was sympathy in the boy's eyes. With parents like this, he couldn't rely on them, but it was good enough that they didn't hold him back.

The boy seemed to understand the result and put a lot of effort into his studies. Awakening was a matter of luck and could not be achieved by asking for it. All he could do was to seize every opportunity he could.

Being taciturn is the normal state of the boy. Perhaps due to the torture from his parents, Yu Jingcheng's first impression of the boy was that he was timid and cowardly, and dull. He did not have any youthful vigor, and was like an old man who had seen through life.

Now, probably because I have left home and my parents are no longer around, I no longer have that dullness.

"Let's go!"

Noticing Yu Jingcheng's gaze towards the alley, Xiong Hao slowed down.

Yu Jingcheng withdrew his gaze. Even those who wanted to be nice to the boy would have a headache when facing those parents.

He still remembers the consequences of his previous meddling. As a person, you have to learn from your mistakes and not make the same mistakes again.

After all, the boy's mother had the feat of throwing feces in front of other people's door, so it was unreasonable to some extent, not to mention that it was reasonable, as it could have disturbed other people's homes.

Xiong Hao also took a look and looked a little unhappy, which made Yu Jingcheng feel strange. When he was picking up things from the trash can, he didn't see how sad Xiong Hao was. But his mood was affected by just one glance.

"what happened?"

"It's so sad to see, am I sick?"

Yu Jingcheng glanced at Xiong Hao's strong physique. With such a body, it would be difficult for him to get sick. Besides, he was a doctor. Couldn't he tell whether a person was sick or not?

"No, you just feel a little uncomfortable. Just go back and practice Luohan Fist a few times and you'll be fine."

Luohan Fist includes standing meditation, boxing techniques, materials for medicinal baths, etc. It was taught specifically to Xiong Hao by Chi Yu.

"okay."

Xiong Hao has one good point, he is obedient and not stubborn. Don't you think it through? Don't understand? Then just listen to what Yu Jingcheng says.

Listen to people's advice to eat a full meal.

In his heart, he was still a little curious about the boy's situation. He didn't need to ask specifically. As long as he let Xiong Hao push the wheelchair out for a walk in the evening, he would know the whole story.

I have to admire the degree to which those uncles and aunts acquire gossip. In order to get first-hand information, they use all kinds of methods, which is amazing.

After dinner, when Xiong Hao had finished cleaning up, Yu Jingcheng said:

"Take me out for a walk to help me digest the food!"

He is in a wheelchair and doesn't rely on walking to digest his food.

Sure enough, when Yu Jingcheng arrived, people in the community gathered in groups of three or four to chat. When they saw Yu Jingcheng, they greeted him and Xiong Hao.

After he responded, he said nothing more.

He believed that there was probably a lot of gossip about him among this group of uncles and aunts, but he was too lazy to inquire about it. If he really heard it, he would only be asking for trouble.

"Hey, have you heard? The Guan family's kid didn't do well in the exam this time, so he was beaten by his father, but his mother didn't care and kept making sarcastic remarks.

The child ran away in a rage, and the family was very upset and didn’t even bother to look for him.”

An old lady who was eating sunflower seeds was curious:

"Isn't it said that his mother treats him well? She even had a fight with his father because of him!"

I stuffed a handful of melon seeds into the man's mouth. He couldn't refuse, so he took it and continued:

"Who said it wasn't true? I originally thought that even though that person wasn't a good person, at least he knew how to love his child. They were just a piece of flesh that fell from his belly, so who wouldn't feel sorry for him?

That person is different. She is cruel and uses her child as a tool to show off. Once the child's grades are bad, the little family affection they have will be gone."

"You don't know this!"

An old lady came over, looked around, and didn't see the protagonists in the conversation. She breathed a sigh of relief and, encouraged by others, started talking.

"I thought the same as you did at first, but later I heard from my grandson that she was brainwashing her son, wanting him to know that she was the only one who treated him well so that she could take care of him in his old age.

I also found out by chance that their family did have some money, which she had hidden away. Otherwise, Guan would have taken it away to gamble away.

Well, you said that if you don't give money to your husband, it's fine. No one would do that. But why don't you give money to your son?"