Saying XX lines makes me rich

Chapter 53 Sign Language Lawyers
"Is there any special energy field here to attract frustrated people like you, uncle?" Chu Qingyu raised his trouser legs, sat down beside him, and turned to ask the middle-aged man sincerely.

The middle-aged man was not unhappy, but thought about it seriously, "I don't know, I just drove by here, and then suddenly wanted to get out of the car and enjoy the sea breeze."

Chu Qingyu rubbed her chin: "It seems that there is some magical power here. I will go here more often when I have nothing to do. Maybe I can pick up a few more people."

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, "Thank you, but I'm still not there yet."

Chu Qingyu is very good at focusing on the key points: "So it is possible to get to that step?"

The middle-aged man fell silent for a moment. Looking at the pitch-black sea in the distance, he sighed after a long time: "Little sister, when you grow up, you will know that there are many things in the world that cannot be changed by manpower."

Chu Qingyu was curious: "Can't the money be changed?"

The middle-aged man laughed, thinking that the little girl was too naive: "Yes, money can't be changed."

Chu Qingyu became interested, "Let's talk about it in detail."

This person has a really good temper. He was repeatedly poked in the pain by someone he didn't know, but he still didn't get angry. Instead, he was very patient, as if his patience had been carved into his bones.

He pondered for a while before speaking: "Do you know a sign language lawyer who specializes in speaking for the deaf?"

The middle-aged man said that he was a lawyer, "In the past, I didn't have much ideal for choosing a law major, purely because the most decent person I met was a lawyer."

The life experience of the middle-aged man is somewhat similar to that of Chu Jiayao. They were both born in impoverished mountainous areas. Their father died and there was only one deaf-mute mother.

Relying on the persistence of wanting to take his mother out of the mountains and live a good life, the middle-aged man was successfully admitted to the university and enrolled in the law-related major he wanted under the not-so-superior educational resources.

"The dream at that time was to graduate, get a certificate, enter the job, and then earn money." When the middle-aged man said this, he seemed to see his innocent and naive self at that time, so he shook his head and smiled, unable to tell whether it was ridicule or envy.

His voice is deep, and his pronunciation seems to have a unique magic power, which makes people unable to bear to listen to him: "In fact, my life almost followed this plan at the beginning. After I got the first salary, I didn't even pay for my meals. I forgot to keep it, and sent it all back to my mother, until one time later, I followed my master to visit a deaf-mute suspect who needed free legal aid according to the procedure..."

It was difficult for the middle-aged man to explain the impact of the scene on him at that time. The deaf-mute suspect was crying and desperately gesticulating on the other side of the table and said, "I didn't steal it, I didn't steal it." The sign language interpreter translated by human beings translated as if he was blind: "I stole a mobile phone..."

The transcripts of the statements given to them by the police also contained those translated by sign language interpreters.

The middle-aged man was still a hot-blooded youth at the time, and the deaf-mute suspect reminded him of his mother who had been wronged all his life, so he exposed the sign language interpreter on the spot.

For a while the scene was embarrassing.

Fortunately, because of the persistence of the middle-aged man and the silent help of his master, the police also applied for secondment of sign language interpreters from other sub-bureaus because of doubts about the sign language interpreters. They successfully reversed the confession of the deaf-mute suspect and cleared his charges and regained his innocence. .

The middle-aged man looked back at Chu Qingyu, with a smile on his face, but there were faint tears in his eyes: "When the deaf-mute excitedly held my hand, I suddenly understood what I should do. What to do, what to do, what to do."

From then on, middle-aged people began to formally contact the legal aid for the deaf.

"For those who haven't understood it, it must be hard to imagine that there is such a corner without light in the world." The middle-aged man told Chu Qingyu that some sign language interpreters deliberately made random translations because most people did not understand sign language. Extort money from the deaf.

There are even clear price tags in those people's circles, "Six thousand for three years, and [-] for one year. It's ridiculous. The law that upholds fairness and justice has become a tool for these people to make money."

These people have nothing to fear, wantonly oppressing deaf-mute people who are already vulnerable groups.

From the middle-aged man's narration, Chu Qingyu also understood that sign language is not as simple as ordinary people imagined.

For example, the sign language used in official news broadcasts is Mandarin sign language, but [-]% of the deaf people in Huaguo use sign language in dialects.The middle-aged man also encountered many communication problems when doing legal aid work for these deaf-mute people. In order to solve this problem, the middle-aged man spent nearly ten years traveling all over the country after work and learned countless dialects and sign languages. .

He is open all year round, and he has not been able to go home to accompany his mother for several years even during the Spring Festival, but his mother is proud of him after knowing what he is doing.

Even though the middle-aged man is so busy but can't make much money, and often even has to pay for it himself to help "clients", his mother still doesn't complain. No matter what people said, they insisted on paying 500 yuan to his card every month, and silently supported him in their own way.

The middle-aged man wiped his face with his hand, and suppressed his tears: "Others say that I am a saint, but in fact, I also hesitate. I want my mother to live a good life, and I want people in the village to talk about my mother. It's envy, not saying: Look at that dumb man, he worked so hard to confess a college student, but he is a fool."

But when he saw those deaf-mute people who were owed wages and cheated out of their money, left alone and helpless, either choosing to survive or dying in despair, he couldn't help but think how heartbroken he would be if his mother was the one who suffered all these things .

So no matter how hard and tired he was, he gritted his teeth and survived.

The middle-aged man turned his head to meet Shang Chu Qingyu's quiet eyes, and poured out his confession: "This time, I really feel that I can't hold on any longer. Recently, I came across a Ponzi scheme targeting deaf-mute people. I sent death threats. If it was just me personally, I wouldn't care too much, but instead they sent a picture of my mother working in the fields."

Are you ignoring your mother's safety for the ideal you have always insisted on?Or is it for the mother, taking this step back?
The middle-aged man knows that no matter which one he chooses, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Chu Qingyu thought for a while and pointed out: "If you regress this time, it will be a compromise of the bottom line. If you do it once, there will be countless times."

The middle-aged man nodded, obviously he also understood this point very well, that's why he appeared here depressed.

The two kept silent tacitly, watching the sea surface together for a long time, and blowing the sea breeze for a long time.

Finally, Chu Qingyu got up, patted his buttocks and said: "It's a bit cold, let's go home early, wash and sleep, I have to go to school tomorrow." Then he asked the middle-aged man: "Uncle, are you going to work tomorrow?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to touch the inch head: "Oh, I want to go."

Chu Qingyu grinned: "We are in the same boat, do you mind giving me a contact information? Maybe I need your help too."

The middle-aged man who originally wanted to decline heard this, and then readily gave Chu Qingyu a business card, and finally said with a smile: "I hope you never need my help."

Chu Qingyu turned around, waved her hands without looking back, and walked gracefully with her hands in her trouser pockets.Suddenly a gust of wind rolled the waves and slapped on the steep rocks. Chu Qingyu shrank his shoulders and howled ghostly: "Oh my god, it's so cold! Uncle, hurry home! Remember to take a bag of banlangen before going to bed to prevent colds!"

Seeing Chu Qingyu jump into the car like a monkey and then run away in a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man shook his head and laughed, and suddenly felt that it would be nice if he got married and had such a quirky daughter.

But this thought is fleeting. He has dragged his mother down now, and he can no longer drag his wife and children down.Turning around and walking a few steps, the middle-aged man slapped his head, "Oh! I don't know the name of this little girl yet!"

Thinking back, it’s okay if you don’t know, but I hope you never have the chance to get in touch again in this life.There is really nothing good to look forward to in the road he has taken.

(End of this chapter)