"The kindness you have given me is not enough for just a table of food. I will have to spend the rest of my life paying it back slowly."
"Ah?" Meng Yan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at Li Hua in surprise.
"Brother, I have a question. I don't know whether to ask it or not." Meng Yan said.
"Brother Meng, if you have any problems, it's okay to say it." Li Hua responded.
"Then I'll ask." Meng Yan asked with a serious look.
"Brother, have you ever said that you have a son?"
Hearing this question, Li Hua nodded: "I have a son, but there has been no news for a long time. In addition, some things happened where I stayed before. I thought he was dead for a while."
Speaking of this, Li Hua's eyes flashed with gratitude towards Meng Yan.
Seeing the strange look in Li Hua's eyes, Meng Yan was even more sure of his thoughts.
"Brother, please forgive me for being presumptuous."
"The name of the eldest brother's son." Meng Yan paused here and glanced at Li Hua.
"Is your name Li Mianhui?"
For a moment, there was silence in the room.
Meng Yan was a little surprised. Did he guess wrong? Then what kind of kindness did Li Hua just say he would slowly repay in the rest of his life?
Seeing Meng Yan's puzzled expression, Li Hua grinned, tilted his neck and drank all the beer in the cup.
"Yes." Li Hua replied.
Meng Yan understood in his heart that this matter was finally understood.
Since Li Mianhui is Li Hua's son, based on Li Mianhui's current status, Li Hua should have been a well-known figure in Myanmar.
"Do you still want to go back?" Meng Yan suddenly asked.
"What? Why do you want to go back?" Hearing Meng Yan suddenly ask this question, Li Hua was a little confused.
"Where else can I go back? Back to Myanmar." Meng Yan responded.
"As for your son, since your son is still alive, you can't possibly think about being the leader of a beggar gang in Lake City for the rest of your life, right?"
Li Hua shook his head: "My son has told me. Thank you for giving him clues and allowing us, father and son, to meet once in our lifetime. I am completely satisfied."
"But if we go back, it won't be that simple."
"Brother Meng, I don't treat you as an outsider. Let's not say that things will definitely change when I go back to Myanmar. If my identity is exposed, I can't tell you the number of people who want to kill me."
"The most critical problem is that I have no power now and no capital to stand on my own. Even if I go back, I won't be able to do anything."
Meng Yan saw a dim light flashing in his eyes.
"Brother, what did you do in Myanmar before?" Meng Yan couldn't help but ask.
He was very curious about Li Hua's identity back then.
"What else could it be? It's just a passing cloud."
“It’s just that in Burma, I have a bigger rock playing skill, I know more people, I have better luck than others, and my family background is richer than others.”
"Nothing worth talking about."
Meng Yan heard that Li Hua didn't want to talk about this topic, so he didn't ask further and filled his glass with a glass of wine.
"Okay, let's just leave the past behind and let's not talk about it anymore."
Li Hua grinned: "When I lived in Hu City, a place I was unfamiliar with, I almost died in an unknown corner due to the cold weather. It was a passing beggar who pulled me away from the Lord of Hell with half a bowl of porridge.
came back."
"I just hung out with this group of beggars. Because I was literate, I had met many people who knew how to talk. A few years later, by some strange combination of circumstances, I became the leader of the beggars here. The benefactor who saved my life had to listen to me.
If you think about it, your fate would be incredible."
Hearing this, Meng Yan's eyes lit up: "Brother, where is your savior?"
After hearing the news by chance, Meng Yan planned to visit him sometime and buy some things to express his gratitude to him. Without him saving Li Hua, Li Hua would not have been so kind to him, and he and Duo'er would probably not be where they are now.
destiny.
"No, he died last winter." Li Hua picked up the beer cup that Meng Yan filled for him and drank it in one gulp, as if he was talking about something as ordinary as eating and drinking.
"Ah, it's still nice to have cold beer." Li Hua squinted his eyes, feeling the pleasure of the beer sliding into his throat, and grinned.
"Dead?!" Meng Yan was a little surprised.
"Brother, I'm sorry for bringing up sad things..."
"It's okay!" Seeing Meng Yan's guilty look, Li Hua quickly waved his hands as if he didn't care.
"My benefactor died of an illness. It seemed to be liver cancer or something like that."
"Originally, it was just a minor liver problem at first, but he didn't have the money to go to the hospital for treatment. In the end, the condition became more and more serious. It was very cold last winter, and his quilt was not thick enough, so he caught a severe cold."
"It turns out that for people in their fifties, minor illnesses lead to serious illnesses. They don't eat well on weekdays, and suddenly their bodies can't bear it. They go to bed at night and leave the next day. They don't suffer much, which is considered good.
Already."
At this point, Li Hua poured another glass of beer, drank half a mouthful and put it on the table.
"We beggars are all like this. We can't afford to get sick. We have one meal and no next meal. If we get sick, we will be gone all at once. So we people are very open to life, old age, illness and death. I probably hang out with them for a long time."
Yes, that’s what I think now.”
"While you're alive, enjoy yourself in time! Hahahaha!"
Listening to Li Hua's hearty laughter, Meng Yan couldn't help but feel sad.
Meng Yan estimated that Li Hua's money was given to him by Li Mianhui. If he really wanted to enjoy himself in time, he could use the money to go out and squander it. Why would he buy daily necessities for the beggars below him?
He also rented this house and provided shelter to the beggars in turn.
"Right now, I don't want to think about all the futile things about returning to Myanmar."
"The most important thing right now is to find a living job for these poor brothers who are willing to follow me while I am still alive."
"Most of these guys are simple and honest people. They all had accidents at home. Either their family members were sick and they spent all their property without getting cured. Or they were deceived by their relatives and kicked out of their homes. They are all miserable people.
.”
"Being able to place them properly is the only meaningful thing that I, Li, have done in my life."
"Brother." Meng Yan stood up, looked at Li Hua's face, and said seriously.
"Brother, don't worry, I will do this with you!"
Li Hua grinned: "Brother Meng, I appreciate your kindness."
"But even though we people say we don't steal or rob, we don't have any other skills. Apart from doing odd jobs and doing manual labor, there is nothing else we can do."
