Can one really not make mistakes in this life?

After making a mistake, is there still a chance to start over?

Ma Guoqiang, a native of Ningxia, was imprisoned for killing someone with a tricycle.

If God gives him another chance, Ma Guoqiang would rather have a few less people in the car.

But there is no regret medicine in the world. Killing is killing. Ma Guoqiang was sent to prison.

Because he is an honest person, and because he heard that if you perform well in prison, you can be released early, Ma Guoqiang has been working hard these years.

But it is a pity that there may be something wrong with the direction of his efforts. In short, he did not miss a day of his nine-year sentence, and he was released after serving time in prison.

Ma Guoqiang's original idea was to return to his hometown and plant a few acres of melon fields.

The environment in my hometown is harsh, but I don’t know why, but it produces the best quality watermelons in the country.

Ma Guoqiang had no idea. He knew that his life was useless, and he did not ask to do anything for his family. He only hoped to make up for his debt to his family as much as possible in the rest of his life.

But what Ma Guoqiang didn't expect was.

Just as he was about to be released from prison, his wife went to the prison to inform him that she and her son Ma Xiaolong were moving to Jialin City.

As for Ma Guoqiang?

Don't come to them again.

He is about to be released from prison, but his wife and children no longer want him?

If this matter were to happen to ordinary people, they would definitely face death or life, and they might even have to retaliate against society.

But Ma Guoqiang didn't. He didn't even hate his wife, but thought he deserved it.

In the following years, Ma Guoqiang also came to Jialin City. Although he added his son's WeChat account, he never found a wife or children.

Ma Guoqiang thinks he is not worthy. After all, during the years he was in prison, his wife raised the children alone.

Xiaolong has a better life now and shouldn't have a murderer father like him.

Ma Guoqiang's thoughts were very simple. He never thought about getting to know his son. He just wanted to earn more while he was still young. Although it was not much, he would at least be able to leave something to his children after his death.

Last year, Ma Guoqiang saw a message from his son on WeChat saying he wanted to eat watermelon.

Then Ma Guoqiang opened a melon field at home and planted an acre of watermelons.

The original idea was to give these watermelons to my son, but in the end I couldn't give them away.

To be precise, Ma Guoqiang wanted to give watermelon to his son Ma Xiaolong, but he was afraid that his son would not recognize him, and he was even more afraid that his identity as a murderer would delay his son's life.

He lowered his head and looked at the watermelon in the snakeskin bag.

Ma Guoqiang's face was full of sorrow and he looked worried.

Behind them, there was a sound of quarreling.

Ma Guoqiang glanced at it and ignored it. This was a young couple quarreling over whether they had sat or stood.

In line with the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, he chose to remain silent.

But today's situation is a little different, because right above Ma Guoqiang's head is a route map for bus No. 45.

The young couple had a bit of a bad temper, especially the little girl in blue, who directly pulled her boyfriend over and pointed to the circuit diagram above:

"See for yourself whether you missed a stop!"

The little girl's boyfriend was a little thin, so he was dragged over. Unsteady, he subconsciously touched Ma Guoqiang's watermelon.

Feeling a little distressed in his heart, Ma Guoqiang quickly moved the watermelon under his feet.

But before he could finish moving, the young man in front of him, who was fair and clean and very educated at first glance, said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry", but he suddenly raised his legs and pointed at his watermelon.

One kick!

"bump!"

The watermelon burst into pieces and red juice splashed out.

It's not that he is reluctant to part with a few watermelons, but these watermelons were what he planned to give to his son from the beginning.

I traveled thousands of miles to bring it back from my hometown. Even though I was dying of thirst, I couldn't bear to eat one.

The watermelon I brought for my child was crushed by a stranger on purpose without any reason.

Ma Guoqiang stared angrily, the whites of his eyes were wrapped with red threads, like an angry old dog, and dark blue veins were beating on the back of his rough hands.

He grabbed the young man's clothes and threw him to the ground:

"What are you doing, why are you kicking my watermelon!"

The conflict happened so quickly that no one around them could react.

The Internet celebrity brother standing in front of bus No. 45 was a warm-hearted person. He subconsciously rushed over to start a fight and shouted:

"No fighting, no fighting!"

A familiar voice sounded, and it was clear that he was not at all wrong. Moreover, the other party kicked his watermelon, and he was the one who lost.

But Ma Guoqiang's body stiffened. His living habits of living in prison for many years made him subconsciously raise his hands:

"It was him. He kicked me in the balls first and broke them both. I didn't mean to do that."

Xiao Heyun, who was pulled to the ground, subconsciously shouted:

"I didn't mean it either."

But the person sitting in the car was not a blind man. The Internet celebrity brother stared at Xiao Heyun with unkind eyes:

"Fart! You didn't mean it the first time, and you didn't mean it the second time?"

Xiao Heyun was said to be a little embarrassed.

But the Internet celebrity brother did not intend to let him go like this, and said seriously:

"You think I'm blind, I'm watching you, you did it on purpose!

Tell me, why did you kick someone's watermelon? It's because your legs are weak or your feet are itchy, so I should push you."

Xiao Heyun lowered his head. He looked at the watermelons on the ground. To be precise, they should be a few watermelons in the snakeskin bag. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The Internet celebrity brother on the other side saw Xiao Heyun not saying a word, and subconsciously thought that the other party knew that he was wrong. Then he turned to look at Ma Guoqiang, who was still raising his hands and looking panic-stricken. He frowned:

"And you, he kicked your watermelon, but you pushed him? What if it breaks?"

Ma Guoqiang is very scared. Although he has left prison, his nine years in prison have made him seriously out of touch with modern society, and has even caused serious physical and psychological shadows.

Looking at the internet celebrity brother who spoke righteously, the figure of the other person kept overlapping with the people in his memory.

This made Ma Guoqiang even more frightened, and his legs even became weak. He wanted to kneel down, and he kept begging for mercy:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The Internet celebrity brother was stunned by the other party's abnormal attitude. He said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong, especially when he looked at the old man's fearful eyes?

The Internet celebrity brother's righteous expression changed a bit. He pointed at Xiao Heyun not far away:

"What kind of apology do you want to make to me? Even if you want to apologize, it will be to him."

Ma Guoqiang, who has been surrounded by fear, is like a domesticated circus animal, unable to think at all. He will subconsciously do what others say.

He turned his head directly and looked at Xiao Heyun pleadingly:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ma Guoqiang knew that if the other party did not forgive him, or if someone was dissatisfied, what awaited him would be more cruel beatings and humiliation.

But he never thought that he was no longer in prison.

On the other side, the backpack was full of medicine, and the old aunt frowned as she saw everything in front of her.

What bothers her the most is people who don't see right and wrong and just stand on the high ground.

Hypocritical and condescending, as if he is the master of this country and should stand above everyone.

The old aunt has experienced an era when people struggled all their lives for their ideals, and even gave up their lives, so she knows exactly how bad such people are.

To paraphrase Guo Degang’s words, don’t stand with this kind of people on rainy days, be careful if the thunder hits you too.

The furious old aunt immediately shouted:

"Apologise, what apology? Why should you apologize to him? Why should a young man kick someone's ass? Even if it is an apology, you should let him apologize to you!"

But at this moment, Ma Guoqiang was already panicking. He just wanted everything to end as soon as possible.

With his back hunched and his rough palms clasped together, he looked pleading and cautious, and kept mumbling:
Chapter completed!