"Yeah, if they really cut off your fingers and you become disabled, is it worth the money?"
Shen Xue frowned tightly, obviously feeling pity, and asked softly.
Thinking of the way the fourth child was holding a sharp dagger just now, she was definitely not joking with the thief. If she really became disabled for this little money, she would not be worth it for this thief.
"I'm fine. I can bear it. I don't need to go to the hospital."
The thief struggled to stand up, but had to lie down again because of the pain, breathing heavily.
"Let's go, he deserves it."
Zhang Yang took Shen Xue's arm and stood up and continued: "There is no need to pity him. It would be better to let him lie down for a few more days and teach him a lesson."
When he said this, Zhang Yang was also a little helpless. He could see that the thief was also very pitiful, or that he was just trying to survive.
But after all, the thief cannot be seen in the light, but the man is still in the prime of life and is fully capable of supporting himself, but he always wants to get something for nothing, which makes him a little despised.
"We'd better send him home. It's better to recuperate at home than here."
When Shen Xue reached the entrance of the alley, she suddenly turned back and said with a tangled look on her face.
She has completely lost the domineering attitude of a little girl she had when she was at the railway bureau. Now she is more like a little woman who is full of love, even for a thief.
It is undeniable that the reason why both of them feel sorry for thieves is first of all because of the money they stole from scammers.
Furthermore, the thief looks very pitiful, not as cumbersome as ordinary thieves at all, not to mention that there are bound to be unspeakable hardships in sacrificing one's life rather than one's wealth.
"Where is your home? We will take you back." Shen Xue walked back to the thief without waiting for Zhang Yang to answer, squatted down and asked.
"You promise me you won't send me to the police station."
The thief raised his head, his eyes full of shame and pleading, and continued: "You still can't touch my money."
"If we had sent you to the police station, we would have called the police a long time ago." Zhang Yang said disdainfully.
"We won't touch your money, but you also promise not to be a thief in the future."
Shen Xue gently helped him up and continued: "You should also have a family. If they know that you do this, they definitely don't want you to be like this."
"I..." The thief hesitated to speak.
"Let's go. Is your home far from here? Do you need a taxi?"
Shen Xue was really patient and asked softly.
She mainly suffered from injuries on her legs. She has experienced the painful struggle of life and death, which makes her more caring, or in other words, more able to appreciate the preciousness of life.
Although Zhang Yang repeatedly promised that he could cure her, for her, she could only hold on to a glimmer of hope.
She knew very well that if it could be cured, Zhang Yang would have cured it for her long ago.
The reason why he has not had another attack is just a helpless maintenance. Who can guarantee that one day his condition will not worsen and he will suddenly leave this world?
"Not far."
Every time the thief said a word, he felt the pain on his face. He grinned in pain and continued: "I know you are good people. Please promise me not to tell my family that I am a thief."
A good person? He also knows that being a thief makes him unpopular, and he is also afraid that his family will know and look down on him. Such a person at least has some conscience, Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart.
"I promise you."
Shen Xue was filled with love now and felt that thieves were very pitiful. She said to Zhang Yang: "Brother, come here and help."
Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly, walked over to help her support the thief, and walked together towards the entrance of the alley.
After leaving the alley, the thief first took them out of a smelly green trash can on the side of the road in the direction they came from, and took out the fortune teller's wallet.
It seems that this thief is very attentive. No one will take a second look at the trash can, let alone turn it over. It is undoubtedly the safest place.
He opened his wallet and looked at it. There was a thick stack of banknotes inside.
The fortune teller and the three of them worked very hard to deceive, and they made a lot of money, but in the end they took advantage of the thief. This was a kind of retribution, Zhang Yang thought.
The thief's house was indeed not far away. After walking down a street and walking along a trail for a day, I saw rows of simple bungalows.
As the saying goes, rabbits don’t eat grass beside their nests. This thief actually stole things from outside the house without fear of being discovered. From this, it can be seen that he is indeed not a habitual offender.
There are shadows behind the tall buildings. Who would have thought that there would be such a poor place behind the bustling streets with tall buildings seen on the highway? Zhang Yang was a little surprised.
Walking into the bungalow area, not far away you can see mountains of domestic garbage, exuding a stench, and sewage flowing across the streets.
On both sides were rows of food stalls, filled with shirtless migrant workers holding low-quality beers. It was hard to imagine that in such an environment they could still talk and laugh freely and eat with gusto.
When they saw Zhang Yang and Shen Xue, they immediately cast a strange look.
The clean attire of the two people, especially Shen Xue's beauty, obviously surprised them, and then bursts of obscene laughter came from behind.
Zhang Yang is not angry. These are people at the bottom of life. Their misbehavior is just a way to have fun, and they are still kind in nature.
"Dazhu, you are back."
After pushing open the door of a bungalow, a middle-aged woman in her forties walked out on crutches, with a happy smile on her face and shouted.
The bungalow is equally simple, but well-organized. It can be seen that although the woman with crutches has limited mobility, she is very diligent and does housework to the best of her ability.
"What's wrong with your face? Did you get into a fight with someone?"
The middle-aged woman was stunned when she saw Shen Xue and Zhang Yang, but she didn't ask too much.
But when she saw the injuries on her husband's face, she asked with concern.
"No, I just fell down, it's okay." Dazhu pretended to be relaxed.
"I told you to be careful a long time ago. Do you think you are still a young man when you do such heavy work?"
The middle-aged woman spoke with reproach, glanced at Zhang Yang and Shen Xue and then began to ask: "Are these two..."
"They are my co-workers who work as a financial receptionist in the unit. They were worried about me after I was injured, so they sent me back."
Dazhu had obviously thought of an excuse on the way and said it without hesitation, but the embarrassment flashing across his face showed that he was not someone who often lied.
"You see, our young people are well-educated, their jobs are easy, and they are dressed so neatly."
The middle-aged woman had an envious look on her face and continued to praise her: "Let's go, drink a glass of water in the house, it's so messy that you will find it disgusting."
"No, auntie." Shen Xue called sweetly, walked over and helped the thief named Dazhu towards the room.
This made Zhang Yang feel even more fond of her. A pampered little girl lived in a good family environment. It would be good if she didn't dislike her when she saw such a shabby place.
She didn't even show her surprise. You should know that if she showed the slightest discomfort, both the couple might feel inferior and embarrassed.
"Dad, are you back so early?"
"dad……"
As soon as I walked into the house, I heard the friendly shouts of two little girls.
"Beibei, smile, put on your hats, brothers and sisters are coming." The middle-aged woman reminded with a smile.
Zhang Yang and Shen Xue looked at the two little girls at the same time and saw that they looked almost the same. They should be twin sisters.
The big eyes and young faces are very cute, but their sallow complexions look sickly at first glance. Both of them have bald heads that are incompatible with their cute childlike faces.
"Hello, brother and sister."
…
The two little girls greeted each other very politely, then climbed to the side of the bed and picked up the pink hats and put them on, making Zhang Yang and the two of them look much more comfortable.
"Brother and sister didn't bring you delicious food, you won't blame us, right?" Shen Xue walked over and said.
"No, dad will buy it for us."
The childish voice came, making Zhang Yang's heart tremble, knowing that Zhuzi was the only hope and pillar of their family.
"Girl, ignore them, come over and sit down and drink a glass of water."
The middle-aged woman poured tea on crutches, then brought cups one by one and placed them on the old table.
The room was even more shabby. In addition to the broken Eight Immortals table, there was also a cupboard of an indistinguishable color, and several worn-out horse stools, which showed the poverty of this family.
"By the way, I've paid my wages. Although it's not enough, I'll go to my relatives' house to borrow some in the next two days and it'll be enough." Zhuzi took the bag, took out all the money in it, and handed it to the woman.
After stealing the wallet, he deliberately counted it, but before he could steal the second person, he was caught by the fourth child.
After the middle-aged woman took the money, she obviously hesitated for a moment, then took out a piece of money and said: "You guys sit down for a while, I will go out to buy some food. You are all colleagues, sit together and take good care of him in the future."
point."
In her honest opinion, Zhang Yang and Shen Xue should be managers of the unit, and a good relationship is the most important thing. Of course, she doesn't know that the money was stolen by her husband.
"No, we just had lunch." Shen Xue hurried forward and stopped her.
She must have been uneasy eating with the stolen money. What's more important was the poverty of the family, which made her even more unbearable to let them spend money.
"What disease does the child have?" Zhang Yang asked after sitting on the horse and drinking a cup of tea.
At this time, he would no longer look down on the man in front of him. He could tell from the sickly face of the child that he was seriously ill, and the man in front of him would choose to be a thief for the sake of the child.
Although the method is wrong, can the correct method earn enough for the child's medical expenses? The answer is yes.
"leukemia."
Zhuzi let out a long sigh, frowned and said with a wry smile: "It's already very serious. Chemotherapy costs more than 2,000 yuan a time, and other expenses are several thousand more."
What he said was more like explaining why he became a thief. It can also be heard from the conversation with his wife just now that his family does not know everything he has done.
Zhang Yang knew that although leukemia is no longer an incurable disease, it can be cured through many treatments.
For example, cell transplantation, but for any method, the expensive medical expenses are simply unaffordable for this poor family. (To be continued)