Chapter 286 You Are a Good Person
Chapter 286 You Are a Good Person
After exchanging a few handfuls of wheat for harvesting grain, Han Changping heard the noise in the yard and hurriedly picked up a handful and walked over.
"Desheng, just accept it. You know our family relies on the money from selling this grain to pay for our children's tuition and my wife's medical treatment."
"Brother, everyone in the village knows your family's grain. It was flooded this year, so the rice is definitely not going to be good. Don't make things difficult for me. Just go back and don't block the next one, okay?"
Xiao Desheng kept persuading in a gentle tone.
"Desheng, I don't want 35 cents per pound, I'll give you 20 cents, or 15 cents is fine. As long as you accept my food, you can pay me whatever amount you want."
"Brother, this isn't about the money. I've said before that we won't accept bad products, no matter how much money you offer."
"That's right, Desheng said yours is not good enough, so you should leave quickly and don't delay us from selling grain!"
The people queuing behind him were shouting unhappily, and the man's dark cheeks looked as if they had been smoked by fire.
Suddenly, he stretched out his rough big hand and grabbed Xiao Desheng's big hand, begging and about to kneel on the ground.
"Desheng, I'm kneeling down for you. My children at home need money, and my wife needs medical treatment. Please, please."
Just when the big man was about to kneel on the ground, Han Changping reached out and pulled the man up from behind.
“Brother, food is definitely not enough. If the family is really short of money, you can come and help with the work.”
"this?"
The big man looked at Xiao Desheng at a loss, but Xiao Desheng didn't say anything at this time, but Han Yueyun on the side spoke.
"Xiao Si is no good. He's a jerk. What can he do? We can't afford to hire someone like that to do the job. That's nonsense. No, no, go away."
Han Changping saw this and quickly pulled the big man aside, saying,
"Brother, wait a moment."
Then he handed the basket for collecting grain to Xiao Desheng.
"Brother-in-law, you can put this thing into the bag and take it out to see what the food inside looks like. You don't have to reach in to grab it. Here,"
Xiao Desheng smiled as he took the grain collection box.
"Xiao Si, where did you get such a useful thing?"
"All the regular grain collectors use this, so you should use this too."
"Oh, I see. I see."
After saying that, Han Changping bent down, pushed the car of the man at the slope and walked out.
"Brother, I'll help you take the food back home first. Let's go."
"No, no, no, I really don't dare, Boss. You are the boss, how dare I ask you to send the food home? I will do it, I will do it."
Brother Pojiao looks quite old, probably around forty years old, or maybe even younger, but life has made him look more and more haggard and old.
"Desheng, I'm sorry to trouble you."
The man with the sloped foot turned around embarrassedly and nodded to the busy Xiao Desheng, then reached out to take the cart from Han Changping, but Han Changping did not let go of the cart.
"Brother, let's go. You lead the way, we're heading towards your house."
When the sluggish man saw that Han Changping really wanted to help him, he just lent a hand and helped Han Changping push the cart towards home.
"Boss Han, can I come?"
The driver of the factory truck was quite considerate and rushed over to help, but was held back by Han Changping.
"Go to the yard and help them collect the food. I'll be back soon and we'll leave."
"Yes, Boss Han."
Han Changping asked him as he pushed the car towards the man's home at the foot of the slope.
"Brother, what's wrong with your sister-in-law?"
"Oh, her lungs are not in good condition. She has emphysema. When it gets cold, she can't even lie down to sleep. She coughs terribly. I'm thinking of selling the little food we have at home so I can take her to the hospital and get some medicine."
"Oh, how many children does Big Brother have?"
"There was a girl who was in high school. She was a good student, but when she saw the state of me and her mother, she refused to go to school no matter what.
There was no other way. Her mother said that if she didn't go to school, she would die in front of her. Only then did the child go to school. Alas!
As he said this, the man with the sloping foot sighed heavily.
"Children have a hard life, having parents like us. Every time they go to school, they have to carry steamed cornmeal cakes and some pickles from home, which they eat for a month.
It's okay in the winter, but when it gets warmer, the cornmeal cakes quickly grow mold, and the children take them outside to dry in the sun before eating them. We're being so unfair to the children!"
Hearing what the man with the sloping foot said, Han Changping also felt inexplicably sad.
"Which school does that child attend? What grade is he in?"
"She's in high school in Shanhe Town, in her third year. She'll take the college entrance exam next year. Boss, we're really worried that she won't be able to get into a good school because we, as parents, can't afford to support her!"
"It's okay. If you can't afford it, I will. As long as she studies hard, that's all that matters."
Hearing this, the man with the sloping foot was shocked.
"Boss, I can't accept this. How can we, who are not related to each other, dare to let you spend this money?"
"This little money is nothing to me. It seems this child and I have some kind of fate. I, Han Changping, believe this."
Han Changping kept calling him "child" and "child". The man with the sloping foot was also confused. As he walked, he looked at Han Changping's face carefully and asked carefully,
"Boss, I see you're about the same age as my daughter."
After hearing this, Han Changping suddenly smiled. How could he have forgotten his real age in this world?
"Ha, I started out in society early. I look like I'm eighteen or nineteen, but I'm actually middle-aged mentally."
The man from Pojiao didn't understand what Han Changping meant by actual age and mental age, but he could tell that he was a good man.
"Boss, you are a good person. Good things will definitely be rewarded."
"Oh,……
Han Changping smiled, carefully asking the man with the sloping legs as he pushed the cart. "How long have you last seen your daughter?" "Over two months this time. She's taking the college entrance exam soon. She found a job in town. She teaches during the day and helps out at night. She says she can earn enough money to eat and will be back at the end of the year." "I see, big brother. If I drive to Shanhe Town in a few days, I'll take you with me to see your daughter. I'd like to talk to her. If I sponsor her, she'll come back to help my company in the future. That would be perfect." Han Changping couldn't think of any reason to help this family, and suddenly, this crude idea flashed through his mind. "Boss, are you saying you want to start a company and use my daughter?" "Maybe. If my company can open in a big city and your daughter happens to graduate from college, she'll come and help me. If I can't stand it, she can work and live in the big city. The money I sponsor her will be considered a loan. She can just pay me back the principal when the time comes."
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