Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 137: Giving My Little Brother a Thought Lesson

An Xueyan was very tolerant of her younger brother. She put down her book, raised her head and said patiently, "Whether he is a bad person or not is not something you can tell by what others say. You should look and think for yourself. What did he do to be considered a bad person?

Didn't other brigades have rumors about that unlucky guy stealing and being incredibly bad in their own group? Yet, he was the one who risked his own life to save someone when a house was on fire.

Did you also think he was a bad person when you first heard about it from others?"

Zhou Wangjia thought about it and realized that this was indeed what he had thought at the beginning, so he nodded: "Yes, he is a bad guy in my mind."

An Xueyan continued, "But before he saved the man, there were rumors that he hadn't done it at all. Some people were just trying to smear him, so he was actually a hero who loved helping others."

Zhou Wangjia was a clever man, and he said thoughtfully, "I understand, but those people were defined by the state. Are there any good people among them?"

Nowadays, many people think that as long as something is officially recognized, it is all right. Otherwise, why would you be judged as a bad element?

However, there are some things that cannot completely determine whether a person is good or bad even in the new era of the 21st century. This is a very complicated matter, which has a lot to do with the social environment, the cause and purpose of the incident, etc., and who can guarantee that the person in the judgment position is really % fair and just?

"Is the country run by people? Are all these people good people? Without going too far, just think about other nearby brigades. Have you ever seen corrupt officials arrested? Some people don't represent this country."

"But what you said about not approaching them is the right approach. No matter who they are, we should not actively hurt them, slander them, or contact them. Without real evidence, we should not easily convict someone."

"Don't think too much. We are still children. Our main task is to study. Hurry up and finish your homework. If you have any questions, ask me."

"Okay, Sister Yan, you know a lot." Zhou Wang's younger brother is still very obedient. It is rare to find a smart and loyal younger brother.

An Xueyan seized the opportunity to brainwash her younger brother: "Read more and you will understand a lot of things, but don't listen to those who say that studying is useless. Those are just excuses made by people who can't study well themselves."

Zhou Wangjia's academic performance is pretty good. He got two perfect scores in the final exam. If he is trained well, his future will not be bad.

The morning study time passed quickly. In the afternoon, An Xueyan went to see Dr. Huang. Her brother sent her to the health station and went out to play.

What An Xueyan saw when she walked in was an old man with a dazed look on his face. He poured boiling water into the cup without even noticing that it was full.

Worried, he called out, "Grandpa Huang?"

The old man came back to his senses and hurriedly put down the kettle, and frantically took a rag to wipe the water stains that overflowed on the table.

At the same time, he said to An Xueyan: "Yan girl is here, come in and sit down."

He walked over and stood beside the old man, asking with concern: "Grandpa Huang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

He used to be slow and calm, and she had never seen this side of him before.

The old man, whose expression had recovered, said, "I'm fine. I was just lost in thought about a symptom."

He chose a medical book from the ones An Xueyan was holding and said, "Since you're here, let's get started! Memorize pages 20 to 35 of this notebook."

Seeing that he changed the subject and didn't want to say more, An Xueyan temporarily gave up the idea of ​​getting to the bottom of the matter.

He focused his mind, recalled the contents of the book and began to recite it.

After memorizing this part, she was tested on other content, which were all knowledge points from the book given to her by the old man.

An hour later, the old man finally let her go with satisfaction.

Drink the honey syrup poured by the old man to moisten your throat.

"Old man, have you ever been outside before?"

Doctor Huang curled his lips and said, "No, why would an old man like me go out? If I die outside, there will be no one to collect my body."

An Xueyan didn't believe his nonsense. This old man had a lot of secrets.

"I'm talking about when you were young. I could tell you didn't look like an ordinary old man. You must have seen a lot of the world. I'm not like that. I only made it to Jinling when I was a child, and I was captured there."

His face is full of longing for the outside world!

“The farthest place I’ve ever been is the county hospital, which is worse than you.

"Old man, when I was young, I fought in wars everywhere. It was all chaos and turmoil. I'm not afraid of dying, so why should I run away?"

It sounded like the truth, but An Xueyan wouldn't believe it. Seeing that the old man refused to admit it, she had no choice.

Later, he tried to ask in a roundabout way why he was in a bad mood today, but was kicked out of the health station by the impatient old man.

She had no choice but to go find his brother. When An Xueyan went there, a group of half-grown children were competing in shooting ice balls.

An Honglei, who was waiting for their game to end, saw her interest and asked, "Sister, do you want to play?"

He handed over the whip and ice ball in his hand.

"I'll play with everyone later after this game is over."

What's the point of playing alone? You can have fun with more people.

The results came out quickly and the next round of competition began.

Some people raised questions about An Xueyan's joining. This person doesn't play with them very often, so she is not clear about the situation.

Questioningly asked: "An Xueyan, can you play?"

Zhou Wangjia stood up and said, "My sister Yan is definitely good at playing, Zhang Yingqiang, don't underestimate me, let's get started!"

"She's so young, what can she do? Don't let her cry when she loses."

An Xueyan glanced at him and said calmly, "Even if I cry, I don't need you to comfort me. Why are you complaining? Wangzi, let's get started!"

Zhang Yingqiang felt a surge of anger in his heart and was about to speak.

Then An Honglei said in a bad tone: "Zhang Yingqiang, do you want to play or not? If not, come down and don't take up our place."

When he met An Honglei's cold eyes, the sparks in his heart were instantly extinguished and he became sober.

Thinking of the purpose of him playing with An Honglei and his group, he smiled and said, "Let's play. Don't be angry, Shitou. I'm just worried about losing."

An Honglei said nonchalantly, "If we lose, we lose. Winning and losing in a game is normal. As long as we have fun together, that's fine."

What he was thinking was that his sister could play however she wanted, and there was no need for others to question her. Zhang Yingqiang would not take him to play next time.

Zhang Yingqiang, who was about to start playing, didn't know that he had been blacklisted by the person he wanted to please.

An Xueyan can indeed play ice ball. Although her skills are not the best, they are pretty good.

Anyway, according to her observation, he was just a little bit stronger than Zhang Yingqiang.

Zhang Yingqiang also realized that he was not as good as the girl who was several years younger than him. Although they won the game, he didn't look very good.

An Xueyan looked at him and shook her head. He didn't understand the situation and was narrow-minded. This kind of person should not be closely befriended. She should remind her brother not to play too well with him.