Of course, it's not that Zhao Gangjun wants to think about his philosophy at the moment, but that he really doesn't know who he is.
Zhao Gangjun could not remember anything except that his name was Zhao Gangjun.
His mind went blank.
He didn't know where he came from, where he was going, or why he was here.
He only vaguely remembered that he was floating in the water, but he didn't know why he was floating in the water.
"It may be amnesia caused by a heavy blow to the brain."
The doctor rolled Zhao Gangjun's eyes and said, "This kind of amnesia should be a short-term memory loss. It may be cured after the injury in the brain recovers."
"Really? Thank you so much, Dr. Zhou."
Wang Xue nodded gratefully, and then walked out of the clinic with Zhao Gangjun.
"When I saw you yesterday, you were in the water. I guess you were washed down by the flood from upstream." Wang Xue said to Zhao Gangjun as he walked.
"should be."
Zhao Gangjun scratched his head, trying to recall something, but it only made his head hurt.
Zhao Gangjun had no choice but to give up.
Wang Xue's home is located in a remote place in the south of the town.
She was alone at home with a group of children.
Zhao Gangjun originally wondered why a girl who looked to be in her early twenties at most had so many children. Later, Zhao Gangjun realized that these children were all adopted by Wang Xue.
Of course, it's not right to call it an adoption, because Wang Xue has no formalities.
These people were originally street children, or they were abandoned by their parents. They were discovered by Wang Xue and adopted at home.
Many of these people are disabled. For example, the barefoot child Zhao Gangjun first saw before had a deformed hand.
Soon, the two of them arrived at Wang Xue's home.
Wang Xue's home is very dilapidated, a two-story building, which was left behind by Wang Xue's biological parents.
The two died in a car accident when Wang Xue was in her teens. Later, Wang Xue made a living by collecting scraps.
There was originally a death compensation, which was enough for Wang Xue to study and live, but unfortunately, it was all divided up by Wang Xue's relatives.
There are a total of 11 children living in Wang Xue's house.
Wang Xue earns more than a thousand yuan a month by collecting scraps and delivering express delivery. Although raising these 11 children is tiring, it is not impossible to survive.
Wang Xue himself enjoyed it even more.
"Since you can't remember where you came from, I can't help you much. Let's go out to collect waste together in the afternoon. Then I will take you to the photo studio to take a picture of you, and then we will
Then find someone to enlighten you. Do you think so?" Wang Xue asked
"It's done."
Zhao Gangrong nodded and followed Wang Xue into a shed built with wooden planks.
There is a tricycle parked in the shed.
"Private garage, awesome, right?"
Wang Xue rode the tricycle proudly, and then glanced behind the tricycle.
Zhao Gangjun climbed up with a smile and sat on the bed behind the car.
"Let's go."
Wang Xue stepped on the pedal hard, and the tricycle came out of the shed.
"Mistress, please close the door for me. I'll make dumplings for you when I come back tonight!"
Wang Xue shouted loudly.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
A little boy with a crooked neck and a limp walked to the carport and closed a slightly rickety wooden door of the carport.
Because their education was not very high, Wang Xue directly named these eleven children from Primary 1 to Primary 11.
Although he has lost his memory, Zhao Gangjun can be sure that he has never been exposed to such a job as collecting waste before.
Wang Xue may not look tall, but she is very strong. There is a small speaker in her car, and the speaker keeps repeating "TV, refrigerator, rice cooker and old computer."
According to Wang Xue, she used to shout by mouth, but then she picked up an MP3 player and a speaker, so she made this thing herself. It was much easier than shouting.
"You said that if you adopt a child, the Civil Affairs Bureau doesn't care about you? After all, you don't have a certificate."
Zhao Gangjun asked curiously.
"How can they care about me? It's too late for them to be happy. It's equivalent to me paying for them to do things myself." Wang Xue said while riding a tricycle. "Some time ago, the city's TV station came to do an interview with me.
Well, last year I was one of the top ten moving people in our town."
"Oh? So awesome? What did you get as a reward?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Give me a trophy and I'll sell it..."
Wang Xue scratched her head in embarrassment, "I was scolded later when people from the Civil Affairs Bureau came to take pictures with me. But after selling the trophy, I took the children to have a good meal, so it was worth it."
"What's good to eat?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Broth, the broth in the town. We each ate two bowls, it was so good!" Wang Xue said, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips.
The job of collecting waste is not easy.
Some people live on more than ten floors, and you have to climb up. As a result, they give you a refrigerator, and you have to carry the refrigerator down from upstairs. Most people really can't do this job.
Wang Xue was very lucky today and had already collected a lot of things by the evening.
Wang Xue takes these things home, then dismantles them, sorts them, and then sells them to people who specialize in collecting them to make a profit on the price difference.
Zhao Gangjun was very interested all the way. He found that collecting scraps was a very interesting thing. He bargained with others and then saw what was valuable.
Seeing that the sun was going down, Wang Xue took Zhao Gangjun to the photo studio in the town and took a picture of Zhao Gangjun. The photo studio said that the photo could not be picked up until the next day, so the two of them prepared to go back home.
At this time, a person stopped the two of them.
"I have a refrigerator upstairs, can you take it away?" the man asked.
"Take it! Of course you take it!"
Wang Xue parked the tricycle with a smile, then took Zhao Gangjun and went upstairs with the man.
This building is a bit high, close to ten floors.
The refrigerator is a double-door refrigerator. The entire refrigerator is almost as big as Wang Xue and three people.
Looking at the big guy in front of him, Wang Xue was in trouble.
Although she was strong, it was obvious that this guy couldn't move it on his own.
But it would be a pity to let it go. This thing can at least make me more than a hundred yuan.
"ah!!"
Wang Xue tried her best but failed to move the refrigerator.
"Let me give it a try."
Zhao Gangjun said and walked to the refrigerator.
"Are your bones healthy? Doctor Zhou said you can't move."
Wang Xue looked at Zhao Gangjun.
"Try it."
After Zhao Gangjun finished speaking, he exerted force on his hand.
The whole refrigerator was lifted up.
Wang Xue opened her eyes wide and watched as Zhao Gangjun carried the refrigerator and walked down. After a long time, a few words came out of his mouth.