Chapter 375 The Price of Being a Good Person



The homeless beggar wearing a hat blocked the door of Wuyou Restaurant.

By the way, he pointed at Chen Anan and said, it's her.

His three-year-old brother was admitted to the hospital for some unknown reason and was diagnosed with a serious illness.

The beggar didn't think about anything. He just remembered that he had been eating the meals sent by Chen Anan for the past month, and it must be her fault that his brother got sick.

It's hard to explain this kind of thing.

Just like those bakeries that would rather throw away the bread than give it to the old men and women outside.

This is exactly what I'm afraid of.

It is difficult to say exactly from which year the Chinese people gradually became indifferent, and even dared not extend a hand to do good deeds.

Maybe we should start with why you should help someone if it wasn't you who hit him?

The beggar's ruthless expression made Chen Anan so angry that her little body was shaking.

She argued with reason and even called the little three-handed guy an ungrateful person.

Many small stall owners also came to the urban village and blamed the beggar.

According to what he meant, everyone has given him food. If something happens to him again in the future, they will all have to take responsibility?

The beggar simply couldn't afford the medical expenses to save his three-year-old brother.

Hospitals are places to save lives and heal the wounded, but the prerequisite is that you can afford enough medical expenses.

No matter what others say, he sticks to his own opinion.

The food you eat is from your home, so if you get sick, it's naturally your responsibility.

Chen Pingsheng didn't want to show up at all, and this was not the first time Chen Anan had encountered such a situation.

She once helped an old lady who fell down in Beijing, and was then sued by the family.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. She only remembers the food and not the beating.

Now that they meet again, Uncle Hat will certainly not catch her without reason.

After all, it is easy to distinguish good from bad in such matters, but there is a three-year-old child lying in the hospital who is in urgent need of treatment.

This kind of thing is difficult to deal with, and most people will get into trouble if they encounter it.

Chen Anan is no exception now.

Money is really a small matter to her. She just can't understand why people come to her door and scold her when she is clearly doing good things.

She was only ten years old, so Uncle Hat naturally wouldn't look for her.

In the end, the father, Chen Pingsheng, was found, and then nothing happened.

At night, the wind is still a little hot.

Chen Anan was almost crying with anger, but Jiang Peiyao kept comforting her.

Her father didn't say anything, and no one knew how he handled it in the end.

Anyway, after Uncle Hat found him, he left immediately.

There was no further response, and the little beggar still lived in his garbage room.

The next morning, many small stall owners in the urban village came to comfort him.

He kept saying that good things cannot be done.

Chen Anan also heard some indignation in their voices, which made her feel better.

And everyone also promised that they would have three hands when they met the little beggar again.

I will never give him another bite of food and would rather feed it to a dog than give it to him.

We are all in the catering business. If we all encounter people like this, no one’s business will last long.

Chen Anan went to ask her father if she had done anything wrong.

Chen Pingsheng did not answer her directly, but just told her a little story.

There was once a well-known philanthropist who donated all of his millions to charity.

The local government also awarded him many medals as encouragement.

The kind-hearted man was also very happy and often showed off his good deeds outside.

Until one day.

After a large group of people blocked his house, they were holding some outstanding worker awards issued by the government.

Everyone came to him to ask for donations.

As time went by, more and more people came to him to ask for donations.

The kind man's old mother was tortured to death at home.

He himself was publicly scolded by countless people in newspapers for being hypocritical and not helping others in need.

From then on, there was no news of that kind man.

After hearing that his mother had died of illness, he left the place where he was born and raised in despair.

Just like what she is doing now, there is no right or wrong.

It is a good thing to have kindness, but this kindness must be based on absolute means.

Just like himself, employees within Tencent say he is a good boss.

And his competitors and even people in the capital market would constantly call him an ambitious capitalist.

Cold-blooded and heartless animals.

He is just like that. He either doesn't take action, or if he does, he will beat the person so hard that he can never get up.

Big Brat only has good intentions but no means, which is obviously far from enough to protect himself.

She needs to realize this.

This is also what his father hopes she will learn.

"Brother-in-law, why do you tell so many stories?"

Jiang Peiyao, like a good student listening attentively to the lecture, sat aside and asked, blinking her beautiful eyes.

"This is not a story, this is what really happened in life."

"That's not as good as you said it."

"It's just so-so. An An is only ten years old. It's actually too early for her to experience all this now. But now that Tengying Group has grown to this size, people with ulterior motives will not only target me, but also her. I just hope she can grow up quickly!"

Education is not a matter of one or two days; it requires constant experience of various setbacks.

This will help you develop an unwavering heart.

Jiang Peiyao asked curiously, "Brother-in-law, why do I feel like you've changed?"

"What has changed?"

"I can no longer understand you."

Jiang Peiyao asked confusedly, "An'an is ten years old this year, Xinyi is only four, and there's also the one who hasn't been born yet. Will you always teach them by example like you did today?"

"Of course. Tengying has developed to this stage now. We have a lot of talented people. They can handle company affairs, but only a father like me can do education. No teacher can replace me."

Chen Pingsheng said, "You are just too young. Once you find a partner and get married, you will definitely understand everything that happened today. For parents, nothing is more important than their children."

Jiang Peiyao doesn't want to find a partner, but if she has to, she wants to find someone like her brother-in-law.

As for where to find a brother-in-law like him, it’s so difficult.

Since she couldn’t find it at all, she might as well just go and wipe the table.

Whenever Chen Anan gets angry, she likes to take the microphone and yell.

Then, she successfully yelled at no one in the store.

Others originally wanted to come in, but when they heard her varied singing, they immediately turned around and went to the next room.

Other people sing to attract wealth, but she sings to obviously drive people away.

The audience has to pay for that kind of thing.

The village in the city is still the village in the city, but after the beggar incident, their business has been more or less affected.

Fortunately, they don’t make money from this so it doesn’t matter.

As for the beggar, he still makes a living by begging, and if he wants to improve his life, he has to steal things from others.

This time, no one showed mercy and reported the case to the police directly.

The police also had a headache when they saw him, mainly because he was too young and his parents didn't know which direction to go.

Even if such people grow up, their lives will basically be miserable.

Perhaps the greatest significance of his life was teaching Chen Anan a lesson. (End of this chapter)

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