But Empty Son never expected that he was shocked as soon as Wu Zhihui opened his mouth. Only then did he know that Yanzi was the top scorer in the college entrance examination in their county.
The college entrance examination score is enough to go to a prestigious school in Beijing, or at worst, Jiangcheng University, which is also a top school, but Yanzi happened to come to Jiangcheng Textile University. Then, Wu Zhihui revealed another shocking news, and he found out that Yanzi came to work here to pay off his debts.
The two software programs he blocked had already read his address book when they were installed. His parents died early and he had no relatives. There were only a few people in the address book, including Yanzi and Wu Zhihui. The debt collectors couldn't contact him, so they started to contact each other through the address book one by one.
Empty Son felt that the blood in his brain was about to freeze. He had been tossing his own life wantonly. He didn't have to be responsible to anyone, let alone look at anyone's eyes, and he didn't care about other people's opinions. But today, he found that he couldn't do it anymore. His heart was burning and uncomfortable.
He didn't care about Wu Zhihui and their wanton ridicule, but when Yanzi reached out to pull her, he angrily threw Yanzi away, slapped Yanzi on the face, scolded her angrily, asking her to stop being so sentimental, and then rushed out of the room. As soon as Emperor Era came out, he slapped himself hard.
Although Yanzi was as light as a feather, it was a mountain-like pressure on his shoulders. He slapped her in the face, intending to cut her off completely. He stood under the stone lion outside the door of Emperor Era for a long time before he was about to leave, but he found that the mobile phone he used to take the order was lost, so he hurried back.
When they reached the aisle, they saw Wu Zhihui hugging the already confused Yanzi and starting to move his hands up and down. His head was buzzing and he stopped listening. He rushed up like a madman and stomped Wu Zhihui to the ground. He kicked Wu Zhihui's lower body one after another regardless of the fact that he was crazy.
I don't know how many times he was kicked before he was pulled away. After staying in the detention center for thirteen days, Wu Zhihui's family suggested that he could leave privately and pay a compensation of 500,000 yuan. Empty Son ignored him at all. Maybe living in a detention center was a good choice for him. He was found guilty of serious injury and was sentenced to seven years.
Initially, Yanzi came to see him every month, but he refused to see him. Until a year later, Yanzi never came again. Another six months later, he was released early on the grounds that someone found new evidence and he fought back in self-defense, and the plaintiff did not raise any objection. Obviously, this was a different kind of settlement.
There is only one possibility for the Wu family to reconcile, and that is to get compensation, and the only one who will pay him the money is Yanzi. Obviously, the more he wants to escape from Yanzi, the more he owes him, so much so that this debt is about to destroy him. After leaving the prison, he walked aimlessly.
Unconsciously, he walked to the computer room again, and he saw Old Jin. Old Jin looked at him with disgust, saying that he was too obsessed and had too many thoughts. I thought he was most afraid of being affectionate... As soon as these words came out, the display screen in the entire computer room began to flicker violently, and the light tubes flickered on and off.
Old Jin's face was extremely ugly. He stared at Empty Son. Seeing his hesitation, his whole body flickered. Suddenly, Empty Son pointed at the bar. A Peppa Pig lunch box asked Old Jin why this lunch box was here. Old Jin sighed deeply in his heart and took out the lunch box and handed it to Empty Son.
Empty Son took the lunch box and saw a stack of bills inside. On the bill was the handwriting of Old Jin, which recorded who recharged the money. Most of them were ten yuan, five yuan, and even fifty yuan., one hundred. Empty Son was looking at it in confusion, Old Jin explained, "Why are you stunned? This is all the meal money you gave to that girl Yanzi."
"Do you think that every time that girl brings you food and takes the money you give her, she charges it into your account? You haven't looked at the account, but I know all about it. Do you think that if you give that girl money, that girl's life will get better? In fact, that girl has been feeding you these past few years."
"And she is so thin that she can be blown away by a gust of wind. That girl is working two jobs in school, and you don't know about this, right? That girl has been helping you pay back the online loan you borrowed. You were able to come out so early because that girl personally negotiated with the Wu family and gave her five hundred thousand."
"And this five hundred thousand is Yanzi's gift in exchange for it. Last year, this girl got married. She married a middle-aged man who was on his second marriage. I heard he was in the coal business. He had yellow teeth and wore a big gold chain. He even gave me a cigarette, hugged Yanzi, smiled heartlessly, and Yanzi quietly put the lunch box in it."
Empty Son's eyes almost started to bleed. He rushed out of the computer room like a gust of wind and ran with all his strength. The sky was blue and white, and suddenly dark clouds covered the ground, thunder rolled, and heavy rain fell. He ran in the rain, in the thunder and lightning. He ran for an unknown amount of time before he fell to the ground.
Rain and tears blurred his eyes, and he lay motionless on the ground. Suddenly, there was a violent gasp, and he couldn't help but look up. It was an old man pushing a donkey riding upside down. The donkey was piled with collected paper shells and mineral water bottles, and it was covered with a rain sheet.
Looking closely, the old man was lame on one leg and seemed to have a disability in one hand. He was struggling to push the donkey up the slope. Empty Son then realized that the place where he was lying was next to the gate of Jiangcheng University, which was a huge steep slope.
Suddenly, the old man's body tilted, and the donkey he was riding backwards slid down the slope. The body of the donkey was tilted, and a cart of cardboard boxes and bottles fell to the ground. The old man dragged a lame leg and marched hard. It took him half an hour to pick up the scattered bottles and cardboard boxes, load the cart, and set off again.
The wind was still strong, the rain was still fierce, and the old man was still pushing the donkey up the slope unsteadily. As expected, the old man's foot slipped and the donkey rushed down again. The old man did not complain or sigh, and moved down the slope again with his rickety body.
The third time, the fourth time... the donkey riding backwards slipped over and over again, and the old man climbed up the hill over and over again. Empty Son was stunned. An inexplicable emotion suddenly rose in his chest. His sight suddenly went far away. Under the brilliant lights, the school motto at the Jiangcheng Textile University school gate was as glaring as a sword.
"Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement." Empty Son was stunned. He was studying in Yusi, and he had read these two school mottos countless times, and he had never been so shocked. He always regarded the words hanging and engraved on the wall as slogans to confuse and fool people.
Why is it that God is strong and a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement? I am just a common man. Heaven is ruthless, so how can it ever take care of him? Leave self-improvement to those virtuous gentlemen. He has always thought this way, and has always ignored it. Until now, the old man dragged a lame leg to climb up the steep slope in the wind, rain, thunder and lightning again and again. He was shocked and finally realized.