Chapter 2222: Killed by a Pie

"Are you Changsheng?" Yan Huan asked again uncertainly.

She would not make a mistake. This person was Changsheng. Although he was so thin that he had lost his shape and had changed from the capable young man at the beginning to a dirty, smelly and listless man, he was still Changsheng. His facial features had not changed, and the small scar on his forehead had not changed either. The small scar was left by Changsheng since he was a child.

Changsheng had said before that this was left when he was naughty and climbed a tree when he was a child. Of course, the image of this scar was a bit strange. From a distance, it looked like a machete.

Other scars could change, but this scar was unique to Changsheng.

Whenever Changsheng's mother mentioned this scar, she would say that Changsheng in his family could not be lost. As long as the machete was found, Changsheng could be found.

The last time Yan Huan saw Changsheng, she was still in Lijia Village.

At that time, there was still a scar on half of her face, and her legs were also lame.

But Changsheng was a normal person.

But in just a few years, Changsheng has become like this, his face is ruined, his legs are lame, and his legs are still like this.

"You are..."

The beggar opened his mouth, but the sound he made was almost like an old man. Not only did his body lose water, but his whole body was the same, dry and without any vitality.

"I am Xiaoyan, do you still remember?" Yan Huan covered one side of her face. When she was in Lijia Village, she was injured on the other side of her face, not both faces, so Changsheng should be able to remember what she looked like at that time.

The beggar was stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth in disbelief.

"You..."

And Yan Huan really guessed it right, this person is indeed Changsheng.

"Xiaoyan?" Changsheng seemed to be a little confused at first, and he couldn't remember this person's name.

"Lijia Village, on the mountain, Xiaoyan, I was saved by you, living in your house, I can cut hair."

Yan Huan reminded Changsheng and helped him recall.

The beggar was still numb, not knowing whether he had been forced into this state by life or whether he had really forgotten everything.

Are you called Gong Gongsheng? Are you from Lijia Village? Do you only have one mother? Did you go down the mountain with Jingen to make money?

Yan Huan asked again, do you say yes or no?

The beggar took a long time to react. He opened his mouth, but it seemed that he still couldn't squeeze out any sound.

"Nod, or shake your head?"

Yan Huan was sure that the beggar standing in front of her was Changsheng. But how could Changsheng become like this? At that time, she felt that Jingen was problematic. She had checked it before, but she didn't find anything.

She thought that maybe Jin Gen took Changsheng to a private work place. In any case, when Changsheng knew that Lijia Village had become better, there were farms on the mountain. It was very convenient for the villagers to go up and down the mountain. The livestock products there had a fixed income, especially the free-range eggs there, which could fully support the people in the village.

So the young men in the village no longer needed to go out to work, and even Liu Fang's family had returned to the village.

Liu Fang's eldest brother opened a small restaurant in the town. The dishes he used were all grown at home, and he had never used pesticides or fertilizers.

Now the business is very hot, and he has married and had children. He lives a very comfortable life and makes a lot of money. The small building at home has been built twice, and it is no worse than those people in the city.

If Changsheng knew that the situation at home had improved and he could make money without going out, he should be able to go back.

But she never thought that Changsheng would be in Haishi, a beggar.

She frowned. Didn't you go out to work with that Jin Gen? How did you become like this?

Changsheng thought about it. Maybe he couldn't get it right at first. Until he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Yan Huan's face, he still couldn't recognize him just now, but gradually, his eyes became hot, and then he covered his face and cried like a child.

What could make a man cry like this? He almost cried loudly. Even Xiaoqi and Xiaoguang hadn't cried like this for a long time.

"Mom, what's wrong with uncle?" Xiaoguang asked Yan Huan.

"It's okay," Yan Huan rubbed her son's head, "Uncle just misses home."

"Don't you two cry when you miss home?"

She asked Xiao Qi to hold Xiao Guang's hand to keep an eye on them. There are too many people who kidnap children now, so whenever she goes out, she will hold the children's hands and never let them leave her line.

Yan Huan took her cell phone and made a call.

"Lu Yi, are you free now? I'm on the street and something happened. Come over first..."

He Yibin came out, pulled a chair and sat down. He worked a whole night yesterday and said he would rest early, but Lu Yi sent him another person. Now, he has no time to rest.

"How's it going?" Lu Yi asked He Yibin. On the other side, Yan Huan held the little hands of his two sons. However, the two little guys were sleepy and leaned against their mother, rubbing their eyes from time to time.

"It's not very good." He Yibin raised his eyes full of red bloodshot eyes. "One kidney was removed. Because the operation was not done well at the time, it has not recovered well now. The comminuted fracture of the thigh was caused by a serious injury. Beaten by things, and of course severe malnutrition.”

Yan Huan shook her son's little hand, and instantly felt a little unspeakably uncomfortable.

Although the original Changsheng didn't like to talk much, he was tall, strong, and a good young man. If he were still in Chenjia Village now, with his ability and hard work, he would now be like other people in the village. They all have wives and can live a good life with children.

The outside world is too complicated for a simple person like him to understand. There is no such thing as a pie falling from the sky. Even if it does fall, it may be given directly to him before he even gets it into his mouth. Smashed to death.

She once persuaded Changsheng not to go.

Money outside is not easy to make, and it is not what he imagined. There is gold everywhere. The so-called gold requires opportunities and skills. As a person with no culture, no skills, and no knowledge, he has no choice but to go there. Besides being a migrant worker, what else can you do?