Ah Man had just swallowed a big mouthful of noodles when she heard Ning Wan's question and suddenly choked.
He couldn't swallow the noodles; they got stuck in his throat, making his face turn bright red.
Ning Wan was terrified and urged him to spit it out: "Spit it out quickly, spit it out..."
Aman refused.
He frowned, tilted his head back with difficulty, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Then he took a few deep breaths.
Ning Wan poured him a glass of water and patted his back to help him catch his breath. She felt both annoyed and amused: "You wouldn't even let me throw up. How poor were you before?"
Aman felt much better after drinking the water.
He blinked and replied, "We can't waste food."
Why?
He was stunned for a moment, his eyes looking somewhat dazed and confused.
Then he muttered to himself, "...If I don't eat, I'll starve to death. If I don't finish my food, I'll be beaten to death..."
"He'll kill me..."
Ning Wan found it strange: "Who?"
"...I can't remember," Aman replied innocently.
He couldn't remember anything from the past.
However, the body always takes precedence over the brain, reacting subconsciously.
Ning Wan couldn't imagine what kind of life Aman had lived before.
She asked, "Do you still want to regain your memories and go back to your home?"
Aman shook his head: "Wanwan is my home."
Ning Wan couldn't answer.
"...Let's eat quickly."
After finishing the meal, Aman washed the dishes in the kitchen.
Ning Wan poked her head out: "By the way, you still haven't answered me. What were you and Grandma Chen doing today? And where did all those cardboard boxes and scraps in the hallway go?"
You know, that was Old Mrs. Chen's most treasured possession.
Ning Wan's words made Aman, who thought he had successfully gotten away with it, freeze in shock.
He knew that Ning Wan was someone who couldn't tolerate being kept in the dark and liked to get to the bottom of things.
He put down the bowl he was washing halfway through, turned around and walked to his folding bed.
Aman rummaged around in the corner of the small bed for a long time and finally pulled out some money.
Then, Aman took the money, along with the 20 yuan that Old Mrs. Chen had just given him.
He handed over all the money to Ning Wan.
Ning Wan took the money suspiciously and counted it carefully in her hand. To her surprise, it was 138.6 yuan.
Ning Wan asked in surprise, "Where did you get all this money?"
Aman's social circle is limited, and coupled with his amnesia, Ning Wan doesn't dare let him go too far.
138 yuan isn't a lot, but for Aman, it's a rare treat.
Aman appeared unusually nervous when she met Ning Wan's slightly probing gaze.
Gathering her courage, Aman replied, "...I earned all of this."
"Earned it?" Ning Wan asked, even more curious. "Where did you earn it?"
Aman has no ID card and suffers from amnesia and mental impairment. What kind of work can he find to earn money...?
...
etc……
Ning Wan's eyes widened in disbelief: "You've been getting close to Grandma Chen lately, is it... to make money?"
Aman hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.
“Aman is amazing! I know there are lots of cardboard boxes and cans there.” His eyes sparkled, with a hint of pride in them: “It’s right there in the garbage dump where I used to live.”
Aman was referring to the abandoned garbage dump where she lived during the time she was homeless and suffering from amnesia.
The amount of waste generated there every day is staggering.
Aman always returns with a full load every time he goes.
After a pause, Aman added, "Grandma knows where to buy cardboard boxes at the best price."
The two then divided the work: one was responsible for picking up the scavengers, and the other for selling them.
The profits over the past few days have been quite considerable.
“But…” Ning Wan felt something was off: “Yuncheng City is so far from Longshou Village, you can’t take the subway, how did you get there?”
“Grandma has a car!” Aman gestured excitedly, “That bicycle with a metal box on its back.”
Ning Wan understood.
Aman was referring to a pedicab.
"So you ride your bicycle for almost two hours round trip every day just to collect recyclables? How did you remember such a long distance?"
“Use it here.” Aman nodded, answering as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Ning Wan: "..."
sorry.
I've brought this humiliation upon myself...
...
Looking at the pile of 5, 10, and 20 yuan notes in his hand, Ning Wan felt a little sorry for him.
"The weather is so hot, and the journey is so long. Is it worth it to work so hard for several hours just to earn that little bit of money?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Aman nodded firmly and replied, "It's worth it."
Suddenly, he lowered his eyes, looking somewhat lost, and said, "Aman is useless, she doesn't remember anything. Aman eats a lot, she's stupid, greedy, and gluttonous... Aman knows Wanwan is having a hard time, but Aman can't help her at all..."
Because of the health certificate application, I was delayed for several days. After finally reopening, I ran into a conflict with Chen Limin.
Now there are absolutely no job opportunities left.
During the few days she was unemployed and at home, Ning Wan spent her days either going out or making phone calls to the job advertisements in the newspaper at home.
Even at night, when she was sleeping, Aman could often hear Ning Wan tossing and turning.
Aman really wanted to help Ning Wan.
But just as Ning Wan had feared, no shop dared to hire him because he had no ID card and had amnesia.
“Jiajia’s dad has a job, Zihao’s dad has a job, and Xiaotangguo’s dad…” Aman listed them one by one, “They all have their own jobs and are able to shoulder the responsibilities of their families. They are able to protect their families and their loved ones…”
After a pause, Aman took a deep breath and continued, "I also want to become that kind of person, a responsible, capable, and remarkable adult!"
Ning Wan suddenly realized that Aman wasn't actually a fool in the true sense.
He wasn't ignorant of many things, but he was just as helpless as a child, unsure how to express himself.
He does not belong to the category of mentally challenged people specifically categorize.
On the contrary, Aman has his own thoughts and brain, and his own personality and emotions.
He is also a complete and healthy person.
Compared to normal people, Aman has only temporarily lost a small part of his own memories.
But Ning Wan felt that even if she forgot those things, Aman would still be the same Aman.
She was as hardworking as a fairy godmother, managing everything inside and outside the household.
She is gentle, considerate, and knows how to care for others.
He is tall and strong, giving people a strong sense of security at all times...
...
Unconsciously, a thought suddenly popped into Ning Wan's mind.
"If I can't regain my memories and can't find my family in the future... Ah Man, would you like to try living with us?"
Aman's eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked at Ning Wan in disbelief.
He kept repeating her words: "Living with Wanwan?"
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