Chapter 286 Meng An's Memories
Chu Runrun was also worried. The feeling of uneasiness that Meng An gave her was stronger than anything she had ever felt before.
At this moment, at the Meng family's house, Meng An brought a basin of hot water to Meng Qi's bedside.
"Grandpa, let's soak our feet!" Meng An said with a smile.
When Meng Qi saw Meng An come in, he put down the photo he was holding with Meng Yi and said, "Thank you, Xiao An!"
"Grandpa, I am your relative, you don't have to be polite to me!" Meng An said.
"I never thought that I would have a grandson like you in my current situation. Xiaoyi will be relieved if his spirit in heaven is still there." Monkie sighed.
Meng An squatted down with his head down, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, Meng An asked, "Grandpa, if one day you find out that I'm a bad person, what will you do?"
Monkie was slightly stunned, then chuckled: "Haha, what are you thinking about, kid? How could you be a bad person?"
"But if I am really bad, will you kill me?" Meng An's tone was calm but very serious.
Monkie chuckled, "Right and wrong all lie in the human heart. What's good or not is measured by the balance in the heart, but everyone's balance is different.
Some people feel they have committed a crime if they step on an ant to death, but some people still feel they are good people even though their hands are stained with the blood of countless people.
No matter what you've been through in the past, you're here with me, taking care of me, and treating me so well. You're not a bad person to me."
Meng An thought for a long time, and suddenly showed a sincere smile.
"Grandpa means I'm not a bad person!"
"It's getting late, you should go to bed. Grandpa will take you to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow!" Monkie said with a smile.
"Um!"
Meng An was about to go out with the basin when Meng Qi's voice came again:
"Xiao An, although what is good and what is not good is in the human heart, the balance in the human heart is based on moral laws.
If the scales in your heart are unbalanced, your judgment of people or things will also be unbalanced.
You are not a bad person to me, but you may not be a bad person to others. If anything happens, remember to tell grandpa, and grandpa will help you."
Meng An turned his back, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, still with a pure smile, but the sincerity in his eyes was no longer there, but coldness.
"Grandpa, what is the balance in your heart like?"
"Look up to the heavens and look down on people without feeling ashamed. This is what your Grandpa Ning taught me when I joined the army. I have followed it till now and have never slacked off!" said Monkie.
Meng An turned around and looked at Meng Qi and said with a smile: "I understand, Grandpa, you should go to bed early!"
After saying that, Meng An left Monchi's room.
The Meng family's house was not big, with only two rooms. Meng An slept in the room where Meng Yi once lived.
Meng An was lying on the bed, gently spinning a colorful lollipop in his hand.
Looking at the photo of Meng Yi hanging on the wall, a cold light flashed in Meng An's eyes.
"Meng Yi, you miss your father so much, should I send him to reunite with you?"
Thinking of the scene when he first met Meng Yi, there was a hint of confusion in Meng An's eyes.
In the dark cell, the thin boy huddled in the corner, his cold eyes scanning the people imprisoned with him.
His father said that an undercover police officer had sneaked in here, so he sent him to this dirty place and asked him to find the person.
"My name is Meng Yi. Were you also captured by them?"
The boy turned around and saw a man with dark complexion but a very sunny smile speaking.
He remembered that this man was called Meng Yi, who had just been arrested and was also one of the suspects.
The information shows that Meng Yi is already 39 years old, but he looks very young and his smile is very pleasant.
"I... my name is Duan Yu!" The boy looked at him warily like a wounded little animal.
Meng Yi chuckled: "Then I'll call you Xiao Duan. When were you captured?"
"Yesterday...yesterday." Duan Yu lowered his head and his voice was as weak as a mosquito.
"I was also captured by them yesterday. I don't know why they captured us?" Meng Yi frowned.
"Could they be organ traffickers? Will they kill us?" Duan Yu's face turned pale and he began to tremble.
Meng Yi took off his coat and put it on Duan Yu, comforting him:
"Probably not. Look at those elderly people. Do you think organ trafficking would come to them?"
"Then what do they want to do with us? We don't have any money."
"It's okay. You're so pale. Here you go."
Meng Yi took out a colorful lollipop from his trouser pocket and handed it to Duan Yu.
"Lollipop?" Duan Yu looked at Meng Yi in surprise.
"Don't worry! It's not poisonous." Meng Yi said with a smile.
"How do you get a lollipop?" Duan Yu asked.
"I love lollipops, so I always carry them with me. Whenever I encounter something unhappy, I will sit alone with the lollipop in my mouth. When my mouth feels sweet, I will feel happy in my heart." Meng Yi said with a smile.
"If your mouth is sweet, will your heart really be happy?"
Duan Yu opened the lollipop and put it in his mouth. He had never eaten a lollipop before.
The cheap sweet taste that spread in his mouth was more delicious than anything he had ever tasted before.
"Is it sweet?" Meng Yi asked with a smile.
"Sweet." Duan Yu grinned.
Meng Yi patted his head gently and said, "Get some sleep. Only after you have a good rest can you think of a way to escape."
Duan Yu nodded, carefully put the lollipop back into the bag, sealed it, and fell asleep.
When he woke up again, he saw Meng Yi had somehow crawled onto the only ventilation hole.
Duan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Meng Yi jumped down immediately when he heard the sound and signaled Duan Yu to be quiet.
"Keep your voice down, don't wake them up."
"What were you doing just now?" Duan Yu asked.
"Let's see where this is. We can't just sit there and wait to die!" Meng Yi said.
Duan Yu frowned slightly: "What do you do?"
Meng Yi glanced at Duan Yu and smiled faintly: "I'm a fitness coach. Look at my muscles, they're strong!"
Meng Yi patted his arm and raised his eyebrows with pride.
Duan Yu's eyes flickered and he sat aside: "It's useless. Even if you escape from this cage, you can't escape from this place."
"How do you know? Are you familiar with this place?" Meng Yi asked.
"I'm not sure, but the door over there is a triple-reinforced vault door, the kind used in banks. Even bombs can't blow it open. It requires the fingerprints of three people to open it. How could you escape?" Duan Yu said.
"You know so much? Not bad, little brat!" Meng Yi said with a smile.
Duan Yu frowned slightly: "You are the first person to call me a brat."
"You look like you're in your early twenties. I could be your father at my age. In front of me, you're nothing but a little brat." Meng Yi said with a smile.
Duan Yu frowned even tighter: "Don't call me a brat!"
"Okay, okay, okay! Xiao Duan, that's enough!" Meng Yi said with a smile.
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