When the young man saw the money and food stamps, he was even more frightened and dared not accept them. He kept waving his hands, "Uncle, uncle, this..."

"Take it, kid." Father Lu repeated, "I don't know what your family's situation is like, and why the three of you are living on the streets in the ice and snow, picking up rotten vegetable leaves and sweet potato peels for food. I think, since we met , I will help as much as I can to help our children gain some kindness.”

The young man was grateful and choked with sobs: "Thank you, uncle. Thank you. My name is Xing Minshan. Uncle, may I ask your surname? Where is your hometown? If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you well."

Father Lu thought for a while and said, "My surname is Lu, Lu Zhiyuan. This is my grandson Lu Tianmao. We are from Huaihai City."

If he didn't tell the young man his name and origin, he would definitely not accept his help from the look of the young man. Based on the principle of respecting the other party, Father Lu did not hide his situation.

"Baby, big baby!" Xibao shouted.

"Yes, yes, it's Xibao, the big Xibao of our family."

Xibao nodded with satisfaction and took a bite of the meat bun that Xing Minshan didn't take.

Xing Minshan took his younger brother and bowed deeply to them, "Thank you, thank you, Uncle Lu, for saving your life!"

"Go home quickly. It's very cold outside. We have to go home."

When Lu's father mentioned this during lunch, Feng Qingxue's eyes suddenly widened, "Xing Minshan?"

"Yes." Father Lu responded, and then asked doubtfully: "Do you know him?"

"I don't know." Feng Qingxue quickly shook her head in denial.

Xing Minshan became a well-known rich man in a few decades, and he was the leading rich man in the country. He was at the top of the rich list. However, he mentioned in his interview that his family was poor when he was young. One winter, his parents took away all the money at home. Grain and winter cabbage were supplied to several elders in his hometown who came to ask for help. As a result, the three brothers had to pick up rotten vegetable leaves and sweet potato peels along the street to satisfy their hunger. They struggled to survive until the food supply was issued next month. He controlled the food supply at home. Ben, I have never encountered this situation again.

There are rumors on the Internet that Xing Minshan's parents are soft-hearted and have a good reputation. When others came to ask for help, the couple could not save their dignity and sent out their own grain or other supplies to help outsiders, leaving their three children hungry. They didn't have a good meal, and they didn't have any good clothes. As a result, their relationship with their children was very weak. After Xing Minshan got rich, he only bought them a house, hired a nanny and paid for their living expenses. The other two younger brothers rarely appeared in their parents' homes. in front of.

It can be seen from this that Xing Minshan has a firm character and a clear distinction between grievances and grievances.

What Feng Qingxue didn't expect was that her son would actually give the bun to Xing Minshan, who met by chance, even though Xing Minshan didn't eat the bun that was chewed by Xibao so much that even the cook couldn't recognize it.

"Xibao is so good, come here, mommy will reward you with a piece of meat!" Feng Qingxue held up a chopstick of stewed meat.

She was about to put the meat directly into her son's bowl, but her fat son opened his mouth wide. He took a final sip, chewed, chewed, and swallowed. He continued to open his mouth wide and said coquettishly: "Mom, I want more meat." !”

"Okay, okay, mom, feed you, come on."

The happy atmosphere was soon broken by the arrival of Guo Yan. She also brought a little boy who looked about the same age as Xibao but was quite thin.

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