Chapter 57 "So fierce, he hugged me right away..."

Author: The flowers bloom with the trees

After squeezing through the crowds, Xu Su quickly walked to the middle-aged man who was standing on the street crying and didn't mind the dirty look on his body at all. He held the other man's arm and spoke anxiously:

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

The uncle Xu Jiandang was mute and could not even hear well. He usually picked up scraps in the streets and alleys to earn some income. Xu Su only met him on the day of her grandfather's sixtieth birthday.

At that time, the mute uncle also gave her a fifty-yuan red envelope. Although it was later taken away by Chen Shulan, it was still a childless, single and disabled person, relying on the bottles and cans he picked up little by little.

The hard-earned money saved.

In two lifetimes combined, Xu Su received too little family affection, but she would always remember it in her heart.

Xu Su has to accept this love.

But at this time, her uncle stood helpless on the street, crying loudly, being watched and pointed at by the people passing by.

Xu Jiandang's intelligence was fine. When he saw Xu Su, even if he had only met her once, he recognized her. He shouted "Ahh..." twice, but Xu Su couldn't understand her.

It seemed that crying in front of his niece was too pitiful. Xu Jiandang raised his arms to wipe his tears and regained some sense.

Some people in the crowd who knew the whole story were talking about Xu Su.

"Little girl, do you know him? It's so pitiful. I picked up a jar in a snakeskin bag and just left it there for a while. I don't know who the hell stole it. It's really a sin."

"He is still a mute and steals from a disabled person. He is really a piece of trash who lacks great virtue and cannot deserve a good death."

A middle-aged woman walked out of the snack shop next to her. She seemed to know Xu Jiandang. She hurriedly came over with a small half bag of empty cans and gave them to him, "Brother, please stop crying. I feel uncomfortable when you cry.

The person who stole your things will definitely have a hard time this year. If you keep these, don't cry anymore."

Although the weather was very cold, many of the onlookers who were shopping had mineral water or beverage bottles in their hands. The proprietress took the lead and handed the bottles over one by one.

The more thoughtful ones would bend down and politely place them at the feet of Xu Su and Xu Jiandang. The more informal ones would drink the water directly and throw the empty bottles here. Perhaps they did have good intentions.

, but the actions are extremely disrespectful.

When Xu Jiandang saw so many people giving him empty bottles, his face that had just been crying showed a smile of gratitude. He used the bag given to him by the snack shop proprietress and began to bend down one by one to pick up the waste products thrown by others from the ground.

Xu Su frowned as she watched, wanting to tell him not to pick it up, but she knew that this was her uncle's livelihood, so she couldn't stop it, let alone show any disdain.

In the end, Xu Su even took the initiative to help him pick it up. An empty jar was thrown into a shallow piece of sewage. Xu Su stretched out his hand to pick it up, but a familiar hand appeared in his sight, and he got there first.

Xu Su stood up straight and saw Xi Zirong crushing a can with his slender fingers. There was no expression on his face, standing next to his bicycle and looking at her.

Xu Su then remembered that not only her grandparents' home was on Xiasheng Road, but also Xi Zirong's home seemed to live here. It seemed that he had just seen her picking up garbage on the way home by bike?

Xu Su even saw a few familiar faces appearing in the crowd for unknown reasons, some from the same class and some from different classes. They should all be students from No. 1 Middle School who live on Xiasheng Road.

However, these classmates obviously knew her, and they saw with their own eyes the beauty of Tangtang No. 1 Middle School picking up garbage along the street after school, accompanied by a disabled relative.

The expressions on their faces were colorful, some were shocked, some were watching the show, and some were even laughing.

, Xu Su is not a real sixteen-year-old girl, and she doesn't think there is anything embarrassing in this scene. She looked as usual and stretched out her hand towards Xi Zirong: "Give it to me."

He didn't give her the mat, so he took two steps and threw the can in his hand into the snakeskin bag on the side. He turned to look at her, as if he wanted to say something. After moving his lips, he took a step towards her without saying a word.

Then he stretched out his hand and hugged Xu Su into his arms.

His right hand directly pressed on the back of Xu Su's head, and his other hand wrapped around her waist, holding her in a position that made it difficult to break away.

Xu Su felt his eyes darken and was hugged by him.

The mat was very tall, and Xu Su was held right on his chest. The young man's clean and good-smelling breath was very close at hand, but Xu Su's first reaction was that it was almost time for Zhou Mochen to come back.

If he saw me being hugged by a boy, this matter would never be over today.

The results achieved these days have even fallen short.

Sensing the rejection of the girl in his arms, Xi Zirong took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "Don't move...let me hug you."

Xu Su's face was pressed into his arms, and he couldn't push it away after several pushes. His whole body was out of breath. He couldn't breathe and shouted in his arms, "Let go first... Xi Zirong

!My uncle is still standing next to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand on his waist loosened, and Xu Su broke away fiercely: "Xi Zirong, why are you crazy! Who allowed you to hug me!"

She almost suffocated to death!

Xu Su stared at him angrily, but saw Xi Zirong's face flushed, as if he was the one who was forcefully hugged.

Xi Zirong seemed to have just realized what he had done. He blushed behind his ears and hesitated: "I'm sorry, Xu Su, I just did."

He was just too distressed just now. He saw the girl he liked bending down to pick up scraps. It was so uncomfortable for him to be watched by so many people picking up unwanted garbage discarded by others.

After Xu Jiandang picked up the last bottle, he walked over, gesturing with his hands and shouting something.

"Let me go, Xu Su's father in Rocket Class is mute? Isn't it right? There is a gene for disability in their family?"

"Is it her dad? It doesn't look like it. Xu Su is so good-looking and she is the school beauty..."

"Nonsense! It's not her dad. Could it be that she helps strangers pick up scraps? That's not how you do good deeds, right?"

"What is Xi Zirong doing? No matter how good-looking she is, if her family has a handicapped gene, are she not afraid of giving birth to a little mute?"

"It's so fierce, I hugged him right away..."

Xu Su Erli was pretty good, and she heard the conversation of the students who were watching not far away. They seemed to have arrived late and did not hear the uncle she called her at the beginning.

Moreover, just now she buried her head in Xi Zirong's arms and spoke not too loudly. It is estimated that only Xi Zirong himself heard that Xu Jiandang was her uncle.

Xi Zirong frowned, and he wanted to go towards the talkative students, but Xu Su pulled him back: "You should leave quickly, Xi Zirong, I don't want my uncle to misunderstand."

Xu Su didn't want to care about the chattering of these classmates at all. She just wanted to end this matter quickly. It was best to get back to the car before Zhou Mochen came back.

I don’t know if you have seen a short video of a deaf-mute man standing there crying while the wine bottle he worked so hard to pick up was taken away. This may be the source of inspiration for the character of Uncle.

You can search for "Deaf-mute man was robbed while picking up a bottle" to see the video. I clenched my back teeth when I watched it.
Chapter completed!