The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

The night before the wedding, the couple had a good time.

That night.

Lin Ming slept at Fu Zheng's house.

The conditions in the Tumin Village were not so good, and it was impossible to arrange them together. The villagers could only make room for Lin Ming and others to live.

Fu Zheng's house had only one yellow mud kang.

Fu Yang and Fu Yue slept on the left side of the kang.

The right side was reserved for Lin Ming.

Fu Zheng, Feng Xia and Fu Xing just slept on the floor.

Feng Xia brought Lin Ming a brand new quilt with a big red flower.

It was said that it was one of the only two quilts that Feng Xia brought when Fu Zheng and Feng Xia got married.

I haven't been willing to take it out to cover myself until now, I just take it out every year to dry it.

There were several patches on it, probably torn after being stored for a long time, so Feng Xia repaired it again.

That night, Lin Ming couldn't sleep.

Thinking of Xuan Xuan who lived in a house worth 50 million, and then looking at Fu Yang and Fu Yue lying beside him.

He felt a tightness in his chest and had difficulty breathing.

Until 8 o'clock in the morning.

There was a voice outside.

Lin Ming suddenly woke up.

He went to bed at 3 o'clock in the morning today.

Fu Yang and Fu Yue were sitting beside him honestly. Feng Xia seemed to be telling them not to speak loudly and disturb Lin Ming's sleep.

Fu Zheng came out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge.

Fu Xing was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Fu Xing?" Lin Ming asked.

"He went to school."

Fu Zheng put the steaming porridge in front of Lin Ming.

Then he said, "I left at 4 o'clock this morning, and I should be at school now."

Lin Ming nodded slightly: "Is there water? I'll wash up."

"Outside." Fu Zheng said.

He took Lin Ming to a well.

Xu Ye, Zhao Yijin, Fang Zhe and others were all here.

"Wash here." Fu Zheng said.

"Well, you've worked hard, you go back first." Lin Ming smiled.

"Okay."

After Fu Zheng left.

Xu Ye smiled and asked, "Mr. Lin, how do you feel?"

Lin Ming scooped a cup of water with a cup, and saw a lot of sand and moss in the water.

He didn't care.

While brushing his teeth, he said, "Mr. Xu should have seen these poor mountainous areas a long time ago, right?"

"Yes."

Xu Ye nodded and said, "In fact, my life was even harder than here when I was a child. When I was hungry, I looked for food in the trash can, and when I was tired, I slept on the street. In comparison, whether it is parents or grandparents, these children at least have relatives to take care of them, but I still don't know who my parents are."

"It is precisely because of this that I want to do my best to help them so that they can grow up safely."

Lin Ming spit out the well water in his mouth.

Sighed softly, "To be honest, without experiencing this kind of life in person, I really can't imagine how hard these people will be."

"Before coming here, I have tried my best to imagine the word 'poverty', but when I really came here, I found that I still know too little about this world."

Xu Ye shook his head and smiled, and said nothing more.

Perhaps in his heart, he also hoped that Lin Ming could join hands with him to build a dream of charity.

But to put it bluntly, charity means spending money for nothing.

If others don't say it first, how can Xu Ye take the initiative to speak?

Lin Ming simply washed his face.

Then he asked Zhao Yijin: "Can you get used to it?"

"You can get used to it, why can't I?" Zhao Yijin said unhappily.

Lin Ming rolled his eyes: "Can you speak properly?"

"Have you ever heard me speak properly?" Zhao Yijin snorted.

Seeing that many people were looking at him, Lin Ming was worried that they would misunderstand something, so he simply stopped talking.

Instead, it was Zhao Yijin.

Seeing Lin Ming leave, he quickly packed up his toiletries and followed Lin Ming silently.

Lin Ming suddenly stopped, and Zhao Yijin bumped into Lin Ming's back.

"Don't you look at the road?" Lin Ming said helplessly.

"I, I..."

Zhao Yijin's eyes were red with grievance: "Lin Ming, you obviously care about me! Since you care about me so much, why can't you give me a chance?"

"Zhao Yijin!"

Lin Ming said seriously: "I care about you because we are good friends, because you have helped me, and because I treat you as my sister!"

"I have never thought of playing hard to get, and I have never thought of playing hard to get."

"You have your life, and I have my family."

"On these basis, if

If you can understand, I am willing to treat you as my sister and take care of you. "

"But if you still insist on your wrongdoing..."

"What will you do?" Zhao Yijin clenched her hands.

"Then we really can't even be friends anymore."

After Lin Ming finished speaking, he walked straight towards Fu Zheng's house.

Zhao Yijin stood there blankly.

She wiped her tears until Lin Ming's figure completely disappeared.

"Lin Ming, unless you and Chen Jia really remarry, don't expect me, Zhao Yijin, to give up! "

……

Lin Ming was really hungry because he didn't eat well last night.

After drinking two large bowls of porridge, Zhou Mingli called everyone out.

Nothing else was said. They would probably stay in the Tumin Village for the next week.

Occasionally, they would visit other nearby villages to let everyone appreciate the scenery in the mountains and feel the simplicity and kindness of these villagers.

Everyone knew what Zhou Mingli meant.

Lin Ming took out his mobile phone and took pictures to show Chen Jia when he got back.

There was no way. There was no Internet or even electricity here. It was difficult to send it to Chen Jia, let alone make a phone call.

Zhao Yijin suddenly appeared in front of Lin Ming.

She had a smile on her face. She was no longer as cold as an iceberg as before, but cute and playful.

"What are you doing?" Lin Ming frowned.

"Brother!"

Zhao Yijin put her hands behind her back: "Don't you treat me as your sister? Then I will call you brother from now on. Anyway, your birthday is a few days older than mine, so I won't suffer any loss. "

"What are you doing?" Lin Ming was helpless.

"Brother, I figured it out!" Zhao Yijin said: "Since you like Chen Jia so much, I can't break you up, right? At least this will make you a little gentler to me, don't you think?" Lin Ming snorted and laughed.

He believed that Zhao Yijin would figure it out sooner or later.

But if he said he figured it out now, no one would believe it!

However, Lin Ming didn't want to make things so awkward with Zhao Yijin.

As long as Zhao Yijin was willing to get along as a friend, Lin Ming would naturally not object.

"Shall we go for a walk?" Zhao Yijin asked.

"Okay." Lin Ming nodded.

As he walked, he said: "You can answer me now, are you used to it last night? "

"It's impossible to get used to it. The conditions here are too harsh. The man of the family I live in seems to have died two years ago, leaving only a woman with three children." Zhao Yijin said silently.

"Last night, Fu Zheng and his family made me stewed wild vegetables with bacon. I heard from their children that they can only eat bacon twice a year at most."

Lin Ming paused for a while.

Then he said: "Once for the New Year and once for my birthday."