The system makes me a good person

Chapter 15 15.0 If you don't help the old man, I will serve you

At five o'clock in the morning, Fang Mumu woke up from the narrow and short bed, blinked his eyes, his vision was blurred, he reached out and groped on the table for a while, found the glasses and put them on, and the world became clearer.

It's almost October, the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer, and it's dark outside at this point, only the dim light from the street lamps that are about to be turned off for the whole night.

With such a little light, Fang Mumu tidied himself up, opened and closed the door and walked on tiptoe, bumping into something along the way, making a slight noise, even the slightest sound can be exchanged for the curse of the uncle separated by the wall, he started Lease, work night shift, just came back and lay down not long ago.

The sound insulation effect of the composite board is very poor. In the small cubicle in the living room, the voices of the uncle and his son came one after another. In the quiet suite, the scolding with the uncle became the most lively voice in the morning.

Pushing open the door, a little fire from the briquette stove danced in the darkness, shining on an old wrinkled face. Grandpa had been dull all his life, but when he heard the voice and looked up, he saw that there was no big change in Fang Mumu's cloudy eyes. It's like seeing a stranger.

"Who is the broom star showing a mourning face early in the morning? Get out, get out, don't add bad luck to the family." The grandmother who came back with slippers and a trash can raised her eyes when she saw Fang Mumu, "It's just as unlucky as your bastard father, and he knows how to cause trouble for others. You are going to die, old man. The fire is so hot, and the sparks jumping out will burn the whole family to death."

Grandpa quickly suppressed the fire, and the light in the dark corridor was somewhat dimmed.

"Stupid, dementia, you can't do such a small thing well."

Fang Mumu walked sideways, the stairs were still dark, but the light from the stove at the door of the house seemed to be a little bigger, barely radiating here.Fang Mumu stumbled down the stairs with the little light, and next to his ears was his grandmother scolding again, "Dementia, why did you burn the fire again, how many times do I have to tell you every morning before you can hear clearly, yes It’s not that there’s really something wrong with your brain.”

The old couple couldn't sleep and got up at four o'clock every day to boil water, and walked a mile to the public toilet to pick up free water and bring it back to boil, filling up the hot water they would use throughout the day.

Fang Mumu went downstairs and waited in the stairwell for a while before he saw his mother. The small supermarket where his mother worked was open 24 hours a day. She worked in three shifts. She worked morning and evening shifts yesterday and came back after twelve o'clock.After I came back, I didn't sleep for a long time, so I got up with the old couple, empty the urinal for the whole family, cleaned the house, and made breakfast for everyone.

Fang Mumu’s [-] dollars that he saved for a long time were donated to his family’s large bicycles. The [-] bicycles that his grandfather started to ride when he was young didn’t even cost two yuan to take the bus.He stood at the stairs and waited for a while, then wanted to ask his mother to borrow two yuan, and it was a long way to walk to school. Even if he got up at five o'clock, he would probably be late if he walked to school according to his footsteps.

In the twilight of the morning light, his mother's pale face was bloodless, there were two black spots under her eyes, her eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, her eyelids were drooping, and she looked drowsy.The thin and yellow hair without nutrition was tied casually at the back of the head, and a few naughty strands of hair hung down on the cheeks, and the face full of sickness and misery could still see the beauty and beauty of youth.

"Mom." Fang Mumu didn't want to mention the matter of borrowing money anymore.

Yao Qin heard her son's voice but didn't respond immediately. She stared at him blankly, biting her lower lip with her teeth, while her upper lip was wriggling nervously, chanting.

Fang Mumu took two steps forward and hugged his mother's arm. Seeing from a close distance, his mother's complexion became even worse, and he felt sad. He said, "Mom, let's move out and rent a house by ourselves. If you change jobs, I will go too." If you work part-time, life will be much easier.”

Her brain, dulled by lack of sleep and rest, slowly turned. When Yao Qin heard her son say that she was going to move, her body suddenly trembled with excitement. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide like a fish with difficulty breathing. Send out, "You, you are killing your mother."

After finishing the sentence, Yao Qin came to her senses and stretched out her hand to beat Fang Mumu, "Why did I raise such a white-eyed wolf like you? Did grandpa and grandma treat you badly? They gave you food, shelter, and education. Why do you still want me?" Abandon them and live outside. Kill you, kill you, and have the same virtue as your drunkard father, without heart."

Fang Mumu didn't hide, let his mother's weak hands beat him, his eyes were red, and he hoped in vain that he would listen to his mother after saying it a few times, "They force you to go out to work, do the most tiring and dirtiest work, Earn money and come back to support them moths. Mom, let's go, you can have a good rest after leaving, don't be so tired." He begged, "Mom."

Yao Qin was so angry that she was out of breath, Fang Mumu hurriedly supported her, and heard her cry like gossamer, "Mom has no skills, I can't survive outside, there are bad people outside, and Mom is afraid of being killed." Liar, your grandma is smart and will help mom find out everything."

Fang Mumu's heart is bitter. Her mother never rests throughout the year. She is either going to work or busy with housework.They have hands and feet, and it will be much easier for the two of them to go out on their own, but every time I talk about it, my mother will twitch, get angry, excited and afraid. She is a stunted dodder climbing on a big tree. Silk flower, rely on authority.

Before marriage, she was a grandmother, after marriage, she was a husband, after divorce, she was like a rootless duckweed, so she came back to cling to her grandmother.

She was regarded by the grandmother's family as a nanny who could make money without spending money.

In the past, Fang Mumu was small and hoped to study hard, so I used the scholarship from No.1 to help my mother share some.Later, even though he contributed all the scholarships, his mother was still tired. He thought, as long as he left, it would be fine as long as he grew into a big tree that his mother could rely on.

Rubbing her mother's back to comfort her, Fang Mumu said softly, "Mom, we won't leave, we won't leave for a while, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Yao Qin gradually stabilized, she didn't really listen to her son's words in her heart, she was superstitious about authority, authority was her old mother, everything else was fake.

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Since the establishment of the system, Song Jing decided to be a good student with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor. The first condition for a good student is to go to get out of class on time.

But, this is so difficult...

Especially when the weather is getting colder, getting up early in the morning is a test of willpower. They don’t have heating here, and they don’t like to turn on the air conditioner in this season. It’s cold outside the bed, and there’s not much light in the sky outside the curtains.

Evening self-study at 06:30, four 10-minute journey, plus a series of processes such as washing, eating breakfast, etc., no matter what, I have to get up at 05:30. Song Jing set the alarm clock at [-] o'clock, and opened his eyes on the bed to think about life ——Why do I have to get up so early, what are the benefits of waking up so early, reading early in the morning is a waste of life...

"I was very refreshed when I got up yesterday, why is it difficult to get up today."

Song Jing pulled up the quilt to cover his head in pain. He was excited yesterday, but today the excitement has long passed, and he didn't want to get up so early at all.

Song Jing, who had to get up, was fully dressed and went downstairs. Before 05:30, the house was quiet, because Song Jing used to get up at 06:30 and leave for school at 05 o'clock, so Aunt Liu also got up after 30:[-] breakfast.

"Are you going to do it yourself or go out?" The system was in a good mood, chatting with Song Jing.

Song Jing yawned. He saw that there were still wontons in the refrigerator, so he randomly picked up twenty or so and cooked them. It was only [-]:[-] when he left the house.

"If you have enough time, I'll cook something delicious for my parents. Damn senior year, I'm going to play half a day a week, two days a month, and three days on National Day. I'm exhausted."

"No pain No gain."

"This is what I said, if you don't endure hardships, someone will still become a master."

"That is an individual phenomenon after all. For all living beings, it is still necessary to work hard to gain something."

One person and one system were talking, and it was inevitable that he lost his concentration. Song Jing almost ran over the old man, but fortunately, his two long legs stretched out to stop in time.Song Jing bent down and looked at the old man on the ground, "Master, are you lying on the road doing exercises this morning?"

The old man who was lying on the ground couldn't help but laugh out of the pain in his feet, "Young man is quite humorous, there are so few people on this road, and the few who came saw me and ran away in a hurry, and you were the first one to take the initiative to talk to me .Help grandpa up quickly, his arms and legs are old, and he can’t move for a long time after falling down.”

Song Jing got out of the car, squatted next to the old man, looked up and down, the old man's beard and hair were white, his cheeks were plump and fleshy, probably from pain, so his face was slightly pale, and there was fine sweat on his forehead. Looks like a decent old intellectual.But now people can't be judged by appearances, what if he caressed him like this and blackmailed himself later? !

"Hey, people's hearts are not old, and the world is cold, young man, I won't blackmail you."

"There is no surveillance here. If you blackmail me, I can't produce evidence to prove my innocence."

"The lad is quite understanding."

"Haha, I got to know it by chance." Song Jing pulled the bag behind him, unzipped it and took out his phone, but he was stunned. After talking with his brother yesterday, he didn't charge his phone, and just stayed in such a powerless shutdown state. It's in the bag. I need it for a while now, so it can't help.

It really became a brick.

[You should charge it up, it will only hate the battery when it’s ready to use. 】

【…】

"Old t...Grandpa, I know the police station is two streets away. I'll go and call someone. You lie here for a while."

"..." Seeing that Song Jing was about to leave, the old man quickly called to stop him, "I am a medical student myself, old man, so I know what's wrong with me. I just fell and twisted my foot. It's fine. Help me up first. I'll just sit by myself for a while."

【It is worthwhile for me to help this old man! 】

[... I will serve you. 】

The author has something to say:

My friend said that I didn’t calculate the time when I posted the article, and I didn’t even make it to the list after this number of words.Crying, I was impulsive when I posted the article, and I forgot the National Day holiday, so hard to force orz