He Lived Like You

The deputy team had no choice but to follow suit, "A girl was beaten to death last night. Some people said that they saw Team Wang's son contacting this girl last night."

Jiang Huan wiped away the water stains from the corner of Shen Shanwu's mouth with the belly of his thumb, and rolled his black eyes slightly, "Contact? Is there a conflict?"

"There was no conflict. It seems that the boy gave the other party something. Originally, Team Wang came over to chat and laugh with us early in the morning, but the person in charge at the rest station came to the door after a while, and the two had a conversation. After the meeting, Dui Wang's complexion became very bad, and I didn't dare to ask him angrily."

As if to prove the authenticity of the deputy team's words, as soon as his words fell, there was a furious reprimand from the king team from the cobra.

Shen Shanwu quickly pricked up his ears to listen, it was full of yelling and scolding without actual content, such as seeing your good deeds, but as for the specific reason, Shen Shanwu had already learned about it from the information obtained from various aspects.

Jiang Huan nodded to the deputy team, and then suddenly looked at Jiang Tong in the next second, his eyes were as deep as abyss, "You seem to know something from the thoughtful look on your face?"

"Ah?" Shen Shanwu was stunned for a moment, secretly wondering if Jiang Huan's observation was too keen.The vice-team snorted, and quickly clenched his fist and tapped his palm, "That's right, Jiang Tong, didn't you and Wang Dui's son chat alone for a long time when you came back from brushing your teeth last night? What did you two say?"

"Hmm..." Shen Shanwu thought for a long time, mainly thinking about how to make it up, so the deputy team couldn't help urging him.

"Yesterday he argued with me, who is the real poor person, the boy who steals or the girl who is pregnant. He thinks the former is not worthy of sympathy, and I think both are pitiful."

When Shen Shanwu said this, the deputy team also stood up straight thoughtfully, without leaning forward, he lowered his voice and said to Jiang Huan: "The child is soft-hearted and went to give those girls something to eat. Now in this situation It’s really good intentions to do bad things…”

"..." Jiang Huan touched Shen Shanwu's hair, and said in a low voice, "Compassion is a very luxurious thing. It is very beautiful, but it is easy to harm others and yourself."

Does this sound familiar?Shen Shanwu frowned, as if when Xiao Jianghuan wanted to save someone, but indirectly caused someone to die tragically, and almost put himself in it, did he educate him with this sentence?Now this is learning and selling now?

Before getting on the car, Shen Shanwu saw the members of the Cobra team. They lined up to get on the car in an orderly manner. Among the crowd, Wang Yanyan was carrying a huge backpack, with his head slightly lowered, with a depressed expression.

He is still very strong, and there are no more scars on his body. It seems that Wang Dui did not violently beat the child in his anger, but Wang Yanyan's eyes were swollen like two walnuts. He also noticed Shen Shanwu, and the other party still He was relaxed, didn't take anything and didn't do anything, but Wang Yanyan no longer had the previous arrogance, and would never ask Shen Shanwu why he was so ignorant, why he didn't share his worries for adults.

He is the one who is ignorant, and he is the one who causes trouble for adults.

After breaking up with Shen Shanwu last night, the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and the worse he thought about it when he took a step back. When he recalled the words of the spoiled young master playing tricks, he became even more annoyed, and could hardly do sit-ups Do it vigorously.

Isn't it obvious who the real poor man is?Why does he exhort that there should be no mercy?I am not like him, and I must never be like him!

Thinking of this, Wang Yanyan suddenly got up from the ground, while the adults were not paying attention, he secretly broke out two pieces of compressed food from his bag, wrapped them in paper, lied about going to the bathroom, and ran away to those women. At the place where guests are being invited, he proudly gave the grain to the two little girls—the real poor people he knew.

The girls looked at him in surprise, and they didn't even dare to pick it up. The first thing they were surprised was that Wang Yanyan was so young, but he was so good at playing, that he had to buy two at a time, could he bear it?

The second is that it is too expensive to compress two yuan, and she is afraid that they will not be able to bear it later if they buy people at such a high price.

The adult women next to them are very hot-eyed, but they can't express it directly. In their minds, these little girls have been coquettish/俵/children since they were young. If you have a heart, you don't hide your stomach.All of them suffer the same hardships and sell their dignity, but the younger ones always get more benefits.

One of them said angrily: "Little brother, I think you are so young, you bought it for other adults, and the price is so high, don't play bloody games, the little sisters don't know if their bones can bear it."

Wang Yanyan didn't quite understand, he just thought that he had done something good, waved his hand and said, "I didn't buy them, the grain was for them."

After speaking, the man patted his butt and ran away.

He remembered that his father had taught him not to leave his name behind when he did good deeds, so he hid it happily, thinking that if his father accidentally found out that he was so kind, he would definitely praise him in the future.

But he never thought that one of the girls would die because of him.

One of the girls who took the food was precocious and more thoughtful, and when she saw other people's bad eyesight, she immediately divided up the food on the spot; She put the grains into her clothes and prepared to move again when she was hungry, but she was robbed by people who coveted the grains in the middle of the night. She would rather die than let go, so she was beaten to death like this.

In fact, there were many people sitting beside her. In such a small living area, everyone heard the girl's cries for help and screams, but no one was willing to lend a helping hand.

Some are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, some don't want to get into trouble, and some gloat...

When Wang Yanyan knew this from his father, his mind buzzed and his face turned pale with fright. Captain Wang angrily asked him why he suddenly gave his rations to others. He had clearly warned him not to do so.Wang Yanyan told Wang Dui what happened last night with a dull face. When Jiang Tong said "I don't have enough ability, don't talk about sympathy and pity casually", Wang Yanyan stuttered, but Wang Dui But he understood immediately.

For a while, Dui Wang's mood was very complicated. He thought that Jiang Huan was too fond of children and refused to let Jiang Tong suffer, but he found that Jiang Huan taught Jiang Tong the most complicated and difficult things when he came up.It is impossible for a child to dissect these difficult human hearts, so Jiang Huan would just break them up and tell him.

However, these kings couldn't bear to contact Wang Yanyan prematurely. He honed Wang Yanyan's physique, taught him good qualities, told him justice and kindness, but "spoiled" him in other ways.

He hoped that Wang Yanyan could always be pure and upright. In fact, just like what Zhang Xiaowen said, the last days are already bitter enough, so why bother to burden children with so many complicated things.

Looking at Jiang Tong now, Dui Wang admires Jiang Huan's teaching method very much. A ten-year-old child knows so much, and it seems that it is not superficial, but a real understanding.

He wanted to take Wang Yanyan to see the girl's body for a moment, so that Wang Yanyan could remember this lesson well, and he must think twice before doing things in the future, but he was still unwilling to let him be stimulated again... After all, he was his own son, who wouldn't spoil him? ?

The boy who stole was sitting in the shadows in the corner, seemed to be dozing off, and seemed to be observing the next target who was about to make a move. In order to survive, he had no choice;

The short, thick and wretched man took the opportunity to touch the girl's buttocks. The girl gave him a numb glance, got up and walked to other places. This is not the first time this kind of thing happened, and it will definitely not be the last time. Smart, knowing who can't be provoked and who can be bullied at will;

The person in charge of the rest station ordered other employees to bury the girl's body in the earth pit. There was no decent coffin or even a white cloth to wrap the body.

The death of a fresh life didn't seem to cause any waves, as if she had never been here.Or maybe, she still left a trace in some people's hearts, which is the proof of her existence, even in this worst era.

And these tiny traces, accumulating bit by bit, may become the fuse that is buried far and deep, and one day in the future, it will change the world with a devastating force.

On an armored off-road vehicle.

Jiang Huan, who had never taught Shen Shanwu half a sentence of life experience, opened "Zizhi Tongjian" again. For his future happiness in the car, Shen Shanwu stopped him neatly, "Captain, I want to hear Some fun stories, the book in your hand is not written in human language at all, I don’t like to listen to it.”

Facing the child's rebellious provocation, Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows and took out the paper and pen, "If you can write my name well, I'll read it in another book."

The eyes of Xiaowen who was sitting across from him lit up, and he looked at Shen Shanwu expectantly, the latter did not disappoint her, his small face was so arrogant that he wanted to look up to the sky, picked up the pen with a snort, and wrote neatly on the paper Bottom: Jiang Huan.

Huan's handwriting is not bad, and it imitates Jiang Huan's own font, adding a little bit of strokes.

Xiaowen, who knew that he could get rich in exchange for a storybook, immediately applauded, and Jiang Huan picked up the paper, looked at his name on it, and his eyes softened all of a sudden, "It's not that I don't want to write it, it's too complicated Is it?"

"Well..." Shen Shanwu supported the seat with both hands and swayed his legs. If he was sitting next to the back of the chair, both feet would be suspended in the air, and the dangling short legs would be a little cute.

Jiang Huan looked sideways: "Jiang Tong, you are such a smart boy."

That is, Shen Shanwu put his pen together, at least he has a high school graduation and a university admission diploma, it would be too shameful if he couldn't write Huanzi.

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