When Chen Zixuan was one step away from him.

When the man heard the noise, he wanted to run away.

But how could his limping legs and feet be able to outrun Chen Zixuan's nimble feet? Chen Zixuan grabbed his wrist.

"I finally caught you, the thief."

Chen Zixuan spoke breathlessly.

Tonight is really a thrilling night.

Quickly put down the knife in the man's hand.

He ripped off the mask on his face.

After taking a look, it turned out to be a stranger.

"I have to go back, can you let me go!"

"Please! Please!"

After being caught by Chen Zixuan, the thief looked panicked and his hands began to tremble.

He is actually timid and honest, but the situation is compelling. If he doesn't do this, his youngest son will starve to death.

The seven-year-old son ate rice bran every day, which made him very thin and pale. He even caught a cold during this period and became even weaker. He felt heartbroken for a while.

There is no other way. In order to let the child eat better and prevent him from starving to death, he, the father, can only take risks.

He was originally a university professor.

He teaches at a university in Beijing, his name is Pan Wen.

It's a pity that he teaches foreign languages.

Some people misunderstood me and beat me, and my legs and feet were broken.

If the connection was not made in time, it would become disabled.

He felt that even if he died, it would be okay.

But my son is still young.

If it weren't for the sake of keeping his son alive, he wouldn't even want to live as a useless person who can't do heavy work and wastes food.

After so many years of living like this, he was almost numb, but he had to protect his son.

If you can’t see the dawn coming.

Maybe his son can help him see a truly bright future.

After listening to Pan Wen’s words.

Chen Zixuan was indeed deeply touched. He also knew that in this prosperous and progressive era, it was not only the farmers and workers who were groping forward, but also the intellectuals of this era.

Chen Zixuan did not see the struggles and confusion of these people with his own eyes. Everything came from grandma's occasional memories and emotions.

After Pan Wen slowly finished dictating these words, his face was already filled with tears. Every time he thought about the unbearable past of these years, he felt suffocated, but he could not fall down.

The only leg of the Tianzhu in the family is broken.

Life is really hard.

His wife had already passed away when she gave birth to Xiaobao, and due to his own reasons, the old father could not bear the blow and passed away.

Xiaobao has to suffer with him at a young age.

I haven't eaten a piece of candy, a bit of meat, or even an egg in these years.

How could he, as a father, not feel guilty? He had no choice but to take the risk this time when he stole the wheat. However, he didn't expect that it would go wrong and he was caught by Chen Zixuan.

What he is worried about is what will happen to his son after his accident, and how Xiaobao will live alone, all alone.

Thought of here.

Pan Wen grabbed Chen Zixuan tightly and knelt down.

Staring at Chen Zixuan with tears in his eyes.

He could only ask for help from the young man in front of him.

"Young man, please, please let me go. I really have no choice but to do such stupid things. Please let me go this time. Xiaobao is still young and I can't let him have no father."

He cried bitterly and expressed his regret.

Pan Wen really regretted it. When he didn't succeed the first time, he shouldn't have done it a second time.

"How do you know the wheat situation in our village?"

He was quite curious about how the other party knew exactly when they had finished harvesting the wheat and where it was stored.

"I also overheard people in your village talking about it. Only then did I know about it, and I became obsessed with it."

Otherwise he wouldn't know so clearly.

I originally thought that there might not be anyone keeping vigil on the first night, but I didn’t expect that there was someone, and they hadn’t fallen asleep yet.

It turns out that's the case. No wonder he knows it so clearly. Chen Zixuan nodded lightly. Fortunately, it's not too complicated.

"Okay, which village are you from?"

Is it in the west village or the east?

Chen Zixuan was a little curious, but he must have come from nearby, otherwise how could this limp walk so fast?

“It’s nearby Lianhua Village.”

He told Chen Zixuan the name of his village very honestly, and his attitude was particularly sincere, which moved Chen Zixuan.

"Okay, let's go and put down the wheat."

No matter how excusable the circumstances were, Chen Zixuan could not let him take away the wheat. After all, the wheat was not his thing.

This is from the village.

Hearing this, Pan Wen subconsciously let go of Chen Zixuan's hand, his eyes filled with tears, and he was very grateful.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you very much. You not only saved me, but also saved my son. My life is not important. What is important is my son."

Pan Wen was so grateful that he knelt down and worshiped, which made Chen Zixuan a little embarrassed. He didn't do it to be grateful, but he just knew that it was very difficult for most intellectuals in this era.

"Professor Pan, you don't have to be like this. I also know that you are not a bad-hearted person, but you can't do this next time. Besides, there are people keeping vigil in the village. Food is very important to the people in the village."

"There will always be a way, don't do this kind of thing."

Everyone will pay close attention to food.

Even though my legs and feet are weak, I still dare to steal. I can’t even run away.

"I really know I was wrong. I can't afford to call you professor. It's too embarrassing. It's better to call me comrade."

He has not been a professor for many years now.

He can only recall the knowledge he has learned day after day, just for fear that one day he will forget it and he will have to teach Xiaobao to learn.

Although many people now say that studying is useless, after all, don’t most of those educated youth want to go to the countryside?

But he firmly believes that learning can improve a person's realm, and even change a person's destiny. However, it is not completely dawn yet, and the sun is rising, and the lions who wake up will always roar in the mountains and forests.

"I wonder what you call me?"

He wanted to know the name of the savior who saved his family, so that he might have a chance to help him in the future.

"Chen Zixuan, an educated youth who went to the countryside."

Chen Zixuan knew that he was a professor in Beijing, so he had the idea of ​​making friends, but he couldn't show it too prominently.

"Okay."

It turned out to be an educated youth who went to the countryside.

Pan Wen sighed a little. Many intellectuals have gone to the countryside to farm, so who should we rely on to spread knowledge?

Do you rely on those universities of workers, peasants and soldiers who are recommended through connections?

Most of them are mediocre talents.

There are very few people who are recommended by connections and have real materials.

"Comrade Pan, you have to be strong and cheer up. I believe there will always be hope. If it is not for yourself, you should persevere for Xiaobao. He is still young and needs his father to watch him grow up."

He remembered that most of these intellectuals returned to the city before the college entrance examination and returned to their original positions.

Maybe you don’t even have to wait two years.

Pan Wen nodded solemnly upon hearing this.

He also thinks this way, not only for himself, but also for his own child. This child has never had a good meal since he was a child, so he still has to work hard to live.
Chapter completed!