Mom Was Washing Dishes In The Mushroom House And Exposed My Vest

"In other words, you saw our morning program and felt that Han Han and Gu Le have many similarities, so you thought Han Han was Ye Shaoheng?"

Teacher He analyzed it according to his own ideas.

"Not entirely." He Mei said, "Seeing ancient music and Ye Shaoheng's handwriting this morning did make us a little confused.

But it was actually when Reba wrote those diaries that it was really confirmed that Han Han was Ye Shaoheng. "

Teacher He frowned, "Miss He, you'd better tell us."

"Okay, by the way, let me tell you the story between this great Han Han, who gave without asking for anything in return, and us.

When He Mei said this, her voice was a little choked.

Behind her, among the disabled people wearing work clothes, some women had begun to wipe away tears.

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"No, just mentioning a name makes me cry."

"Disabled people are very fragile in their hearts. If someone gives them a little benefit, they will burst into tears."

"I feel like it's a bit of a show."

"I thought so too."

"That's right. What a coincidence. Just when the program team had no clues, someone came to provide clues."

"Don't be so dark inside, okay? These are all disabled people."

"Qiqi0" "That is, be kind."

“It’s not that we are not kind, but we feel that this session is very much like a show.

"That's right. If Han Han is really so awesome, will the country not commend him?"

"We are just raising our doubts. If you can't stand it, don't read it."

"I am a disabled person, you can scold me, but please don't say bad things about Han Han."

"Damn it... Another favor."

"I just looked at it as a joke."

The Internet has shortened the distance between people's communication.

It also widens the distance between people!

He Ziran didn't know what the netizens were talking about. She was already immersed in the past.

Started to tell slowly.

"That year, I was twenty-eight years old and my child was four years old.

That day, my husband and I went home to see our children. Maybe we were happy, so we drank some wine.

Originally we had no plans to go home tonight.

But my husband's company has a very important matter at the moment and he has to go back.

There is no way, we can only go back.

On the way back, my husband hit a telephone pole with his car and died on the spot.

And I lost my right leg.

Because he was driving under the influence, the insurance did not pay a penny.

This incident even made the news.

The fault is ours, I don't blame anyone.

In order to treat my leg, my family spent all their savings without telling me.

Still owe a lot of debt.

It is difficult for a disabled person to find a job, he has no source of income, he has to take care of a child, and he is also in debt.

I thought I was finished, my whole life was finished.

It's just that the child has suffered, so he has to suffer with me.

Once upon a time, I really thought about committing suicide, but I just couldn't let go of my child. "

Speaking of this, He Mei burst into tears.

Yes, how difficult it must be for a disabled single woman to survive in this society where money is everywhere.

Yang Mi shed tears, and so did Reba.

Zifeng even ran into Aunt Li's arms, crying like a child.

Life is inherently unfair!

"sorry."

He Mei returned to the camera again. She suppressed the grief in her heart and revealed her strong side.

“At the darkest moment of my life, I received a letter and a donation.

And the person who helped me was Han Han.

The letter is a poem.

A poem that gave me hope, gave me strength, and even gave me a new life.

This poem has now become the poetry of our Disabled Persons Association.

As a member of the association, everyone can memorize it.

But what surprised me was.

For such an excellent poem, I searched all over the Internet and searched through modern poetry anthologies at home and abroad, but could not find it.

Come to think of it, this poem is Han Han's original work.

I was still impressed by his talent.

Now it seems that with his literary talent, he can easily write this kind of poetry.

Speaking of this, He Mei smiled proudly, "I will show this poem to everyone later.

With the encouragement of this poem, I began to cheer up.

My academic qualifications are not low, and my working ability is also good.

I quickly found a job.

But unfortunately, because I am disabled, my salary is four seats higher than that of a normal person.

Although we all do the same job.

I didn't blame my boss at the time, I even thanked her for giving me the opportunity to get a job.

After working for two years, I paid off my debt.

Later, I made a decision that my parents were extremely opposed to.

I want to open a company, a company that specifically provides employment opportunities for people with disabilities.

Because I know how difficult it is for disabled people to find jobs.

The company was run by everyone pooling their money, and since they were all disabled, everyone was very united.

The company was quickly established, but unfortunately the business failed.

Who would believe that a group of disabled people can make good products?

Just when this company couldn't survive, we received a big gift.

Or Han Han.

He donated another sum of money to us and also enclosed a letter.

The content of the letter is very concise, with only one sentence, 'Let the company continue to prosper, let more disabled people have jobs, and also set an example for those companies. ’

That year, we received orders for New Year candy gifts from eighteen publishing houses.

This matter has been strange for ten years.

Why would an unreachable publishing house place an order with us?

Thinking about it now, everything feels relieved.

Since then, the company has been reborn and is on the right track.

Then more and more companies specializing in the employment of disabled people opened, and more and more disabled people entered the workforce.

We are no longer discriminated against [we enjoy the same treatment as normal people.

And behind them, there is the shadow of Han Han. "

Having said this, He smiled happily.

"Holy shit, the publishing house is looking for an order from a candy company? What kind of operation is it?"

"Obviously it's a noble person who is helping me. I'm helping them."

"Ye must have been helped by Ye Shaoheng. He is such a best-selling author, but the publisher still doesn't give him face?

"So, there is a great possibility that Ye Shaoheng is that Han Han."

"He is also a strong woman."

"What I'm curious about is the poem."

"I'm also curious, a poem gave her a second life?"

"Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is not completely impossible."

"Whether Han Han is Ye Shaoheng or not, he is still a good person."

"A man worthy of admiration."

After listening to He Mei's story, Teacher He sighed slightly and said solemnly: "There are still mostly good people in this world."

He Mei nodded in approval, "Stiff.

"Ms. He, your story moved me, and I admire Han Han's personality. But I didn't hear the inevitable connection between Han Han and Ye Shaoheng?"

Teacher He actually didn't want to be so direct.

But there is no way, this is a live show.

You cannot be separated from the main line for a long time.

"Yes, I will show you this poem and you will know."

Saying that, He Mei took out an old envelope, and then carefully took out a piece of letter paper from it.

Then he pointed the letter paper at the screen.

"I walk towards life with a smile"

No matter what life throws back at me.

Will you reward me with peace?

How lonely a world without laughter would be.

Nothing can change my love for life,

I am walking towards the fiery life with a smile!

At this time, all the audience saw the poem.

"What a poem."

"I walk towards the fiery life with a smile. There is a sense of boldness in these words."

"What an inspiring poem."

"No wonder He Mei said this poem gave her hope and strength. It made my blood boil."

"This poem is an attitude towards life and is really inspiring."

"The poem is a good poem. Everyone, could you please be more careful? This is Ye Shaoheng's handwriting."

"Fuck!"

“It’s really Ye Shaoheng’s handwriting.

"The handwriting is the same, his name is Han Han, and his behavior is very similar to Gu Le. It seems that it is indeed Ye Shaoheng.

"I just don't understand this guy, why are you so mysterious about donating money?"

"He just helps others for the sake of helping others. This person is respectable!"

"I can't find the spray spot, it's boring."

"When you look upstairs, you don't have the spirit of a keyboard warrior. Let me...what the heck, donating so much money looks like you are rich and you are awesome, right?"

"Is this okay?"

"Damn it, the king of bars!"

"It's really Brother Ye Shaoheng's handwriting." Zifeng jumped up excitedly, "Wow, are the poems written by Brother Ye Shaoheng so good?"

Everyone:

Yang Mi took a closer look and said, "It is indeed Ye Shaoheng's handwriting."

Teacher He nodded and said: "I also read it, it is indeed his handwriting, but such a good poem 0.0, why has it not been published?"

Reba, who knew Guo Erwei and Han Shuang best, shook his head, "Neither of these two published poems. When Han Shuang started an Internet war, he actually wrote a song called "Self-Mockery."

The phrase "with a cold eyebrow and a thousand fingers, bowing one's head and willing to be a bull" comes from this.

correct.

Now it can no longer be said about the two of them.

But Ye Shaoheng. "

Teacher He smiled bitterly and did not answer. He looked at the screen and asked He Mei: "Miss He, since Han Han sent you a letter, you should be able to find him through channels.

Why have you been looking for him for ten years?"

"loog..."

He Mei smiled bitterly and shook her head, "The letters he sent were all one-sided letters, without leaving an address, let alone a contact number.

"He is really a good person." Teacher He said.

"Thank you for helping us find the person we have been looking for for ten years."

He Mei shed tears again, and she said hoarsely to the camera: "We know he doesn't want to be disturbed, and we don't want to disturb him.

We just want to know who helped us.

So that our children can remember it, so that this indifferent society can remember it.

In that dark corner.

There is a bright light.

Shine on us!".