During the National Day holiday, Song Anmin stayed home and lay around doing nothing. When he had nothing to do, he would push his wheelchair around Heping Lane. People would chat idly, and human traffickers had been a hot topic lately. When Song Anmin was mentioned, no one deliberately avoided the topic. It was just a pity that Guoguo was only a few months old and had no parents, plus a human trafficker aunt...
Tsk tsk tsk.
When Song Anmin heard these words, he even joined in cursing Zheng Guangping.
Occasionally, Song Xiaoxiao would go to visit the third son. A couple of days ago, Song Yun let slip that after Grandpa and Grandma Song found out about the third son's broken leg, they rushed to the city with big bags and small packages. This time, Grandma Song stayed in the city, while Grandpa Song continued to stay in the countryside.
The Song family grandparents have only been gone for a few days, and now the young mistress has broken her leg!
Grandpa Song had a strange expression and, unusually, called out Song Anmin's full name, "Song Anmin, when your leg is healed, go to the temple to pray."
This is really bad luck.
Song Anmin: "Understood, Grandpa."
Grandma Song glanced at Song Anmin's leg and said, "Little San, don't be lame. If you're lame, you'll be just like Wang Ergou. You didn't gamble, but you ended up with the same fate."
Song Anmin: "…………"
Once National Day was over, Song Anmin began his days of taking a cart to work. He was watched by pedestrians as he was pulled along. Song Anmin, who was originally feeling a bit down, was shaken by the shame and his spirits returned.
On his first day at work at the factory, Jiang Chenggang couldn't stop laughing when he saw Lao San like that.
Song Anmin: "Get lost, stop laughing!"
Jiang Chenggang suppressed a laugh, "To be honest, President Rui really should give you some emotional support. Ultimately, it all comes down to Zhao Zhao. If Zhao Zhao hadn't caused this mess, you wouldn't have had any connection with Xiao Zhu..."
Song Anmin waved his hand, "Alright, there's no point in saying all this."
Song Anmin hadn't seen Guoguo for a few days. After lunch at the canteen, he went to the nursery, where there were children of all ages, all of whom were the children of his coworkers.
Guoguo was held by the aunt inside, and she didn't cry or make a fuss. After recognizing Song Anmin, she even grinned at him.
Song Anmin felt quite uncomfortable.
"This child is so well-behaved, good-looking, and has a good temper. His eyes are so bright."
Song Anmin: "That's good, as long as a suitable family can adopt her."
Song Anmin didn't stay long and pushed his wheelchair back.
In the afternoon, Uncle Yan arrived, and his large flatbed cart was parked at the factory gate.
After Uncle Yan carried Song Anmin into the car, he secured the wheelchair and headed towards Heping Lane.
On the way back, they passed the police station, and Wang Ya stopped him, "Song Anmin, how's your foot?"
Song Anmin: "That's it. I need to go for a follow-up check-up on the 13th. It should be fine. What's wrong?"
Wang Ya had just finished her shift and was about to go home. "It's nothing, I just asked casually when we bumped into each other."
Song Anmin said "Oh," and then said, "Bye."
Wang Ya left wearing her hat.
After they passed the police station, Uncle Yan said, "That girl is really tall."
Song Anmin said nonchalantly, "Maybe 172."
On the way back, I ran into Chengcheng on her way home from school.
After being frightened for a few days, the little girl quickly regained her energy and ran around the alley every day. Now she listens to Zhuo Huai and goes home right after school, not going anywhere else.
...
In early October, Liu Aimei was also released from prison.
After she was released from prison, she returned to the Liu family home once. She wore a hat and mask and avoided people the whole way. Old Man Liu didn't say a word and let her into the house.
Old Man Liu is much thinner than before, with prominent cheekbones, looking more than ten years older. He is no longer as shrewd, and his eyes are tired and cloudy. People in Chengxiang Lane are still talking about the Liu family. Old Man Liu and his family have been unable to resist, so they have just let them be. The Liu family has gradually become like a malignant tumor in Chengxiang Lane.
Liu Qiangdao was slightly better off than Old Man Liu. Li Xia, who took care of the household chores and cooking every day, looked much more haggard than before.
Old Man Liu earnestly told Liu Aimei that now there are only a few of them left in the family. Of course, Liu Aimei can go home if she wants, but she should be prepared to be the butt of jokes.
Liu Aimei still had some money. She pursed her lips and said, "Dad, I'll find another job later, and I'll come back to see you whenever I have time."
Old Liu took a drag on his cigarette and sighed.
Liu Aimei thought of Song Guomin, "Dad, how's Song Guomin's lung cancer?"
"What? Lung cancer?" Old Liu frowned, clearly unaware of this.
Liu Qiangdao and Li Xia were also shocked. "When did this happen? Is it serious?"
Liu Aimei: "You don't know? I'll ask around later."
Li Xia curled her lips slightly, "I didn't realize you had to take care of him?"
Liu Aimei: "That's not the case."
I just wanted to see if Song Guomin was alive or dead.
That evening, Liu Aimei returned to her previously rented house, tidied it up again, and then took a bus to town the next day.
The town is so small, finding a bank is a piece of cake.
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