Gao Yang sang sadly, but the pipa didn't sound. He put down the pipa in confusion, but a woman's voice came from the pipa. Gao Yang suspected that the concubine was injuring her soul to take her life, so he was so scared that he threw the pipa to the ground and ran away. The pipa snorted coldly.

Yin Hua is doing well in the music industry, but she doesn't know that the song she plays is exchanged for thousands of lives, which condenses millions of hatred and sin. It forces desperate people to die of hunger and cold in their hometown, work in a foreign land, and even commit crimes. The pipa made with only one leg cannot be played.

Wei Wuji lives in the Northeast. His uncle is a laid-off worker. After he is laid off, he has no job and no education. He can only deliver water to others. With dozens of kilograms of water, he can earn 3 yuan by moving from the first floor to the sixth floor, and he can earn more than 1,000 yuan a month, raising his wife and raising his daughter. Poor and humble couples are sad. His aunt dislikes him every day for not making money. It is also a happy event to be able to eat meat at home.

Unfortunately, Wei Wuji's father and mother also caught up with the laid-off wave at that time. At that time, Wei Wuji was still young and only knew that he had grandparents at home. Because when they came back at night, Wuji had mostly slept. Later, when they grew older, they knew that their parents had to work. When they were older, they knew that their parents were selling fruits. Yes, they were the kind of people who were pushing carts on the street in the middle of winter and had to run away when they saw the urban management. They had sold oranges and ice cream.

At that time, the father who was chasing the city management ran away. Because the city management caught it, it would be confiscated. That day, he returned home crying. Because a car of oranges was confiscated by the city management, Wuji could not admire those who spent the money of the people, no matter who they were, let alone the daughter of a corrupt official.

A few years ago, my uncle had a cerebral infarction. He went to the hospital with Wei Wuji in the morning, and sneaked home in the afternoon and called Wei Wuji's mother: "Sister, I still have no treatment. I have no money to see a doctor."

At that time, Wei Wuji's tears came down. His uncle had no money to receive treatment, so he could only drag his sick body. During the Chinese New Year last year, he drank a little more alcohol and suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Wei Wuji's mother cried and said that his suffering for more than 40 years was over. Just like in the news, sick laid-off workers could only commit suicide. In places like us, it seems that the only way to escape from the sea of ​​suffering is death.

My uncle's child is determined to study hard and let my family live in the future

Good days.

Unfortunately, my uncle has never lived a good life in his life. In the end, he buried his flesh and blood deep underground, and only exchanged for tens of thousands of dollars on the insurance policy. Sometimes I really can't understand why Yin Hua can buy a luxury house, live in a villa, and play music abroad!

Wei Wuji didn't understand why she could live a wealthy life that ordinary people could not imagine while squandering the poverty of laid-off workers? Why was her uncle's life even more than a few thousand yuan?

There are so many people like Yin Hua and her mother, and the land under my feet is buried with so much poverty, hardship and injustice. After the large factory went bankrupt, the local economy collapsed at a terrible speed. My father, uncle and many people around me left their hometowns and were forced to find opportunities to survive and work that could support their family.

They lived so hard that Yin Hua and her mother had a contribution. Her mother privately embezzled the workers' resettlement fees, and she took the money that was stained with blood and flesh to pursue her dreams and pursue her happy life.

Yin Hua's own conditions are not very good. When she doesn't wear eye makeup, her eyes are dull and she doesn't look very energetic. Her nose height is also average, and her appearance is the downstream level of celebrities. When her eyes are painted with super wide black eyeliner, she is snatched away by the eyeliner and is not delicate, but also looks a bit fierce and very distance-like.

It was originally difficult for her to become a star, but with her strong capital and her hard work, she could realize her ideal as she wished. It was just that her ideal was based on the pain of others and nourishing her hope with the despair of countless people.

When Wei Wuji was a child, he had an unrealistic dream. He once naively watched the arrested corrupt officials on TV and gritted his teeth, thinking that these people should not be shot or went to jail, so that all their property would be confiscated and let them taste the taste of laid-off workers.

Let them try their homes, the north wind whistles, feel the ubiquitous coldness and coolness, and then the boundless despair drowns out all hope.

Wei Wuji saw with his own eyes when he was in college that in winter when there were tens of degrees below zero in the northeast, it would make him feel cold and painful when he reached out his hand. There were low small broken brick houses next to the road, and small chimneys with black smoke. It was the place where the poor people here kept warm and lived. After the wave of laid-off, these people had no life.

The source can only be heated by burning coal in this way.

Many poor people died of carbon monoxide poisoning in a small broken house in the cold winter. Every time Wei Wuji heard Yin Hua's songs, he would think of these painful people. Compared with Yin Hua, who was free to eat and clothing in a spring-like environment abroad, he felt disgusted and had goose bumps all over his body.

What worries Wei Wuji the most was that Yin Hua, as the leader of feminism, was very angry at Xu Fan's betrayal of feminism. It is said that he wanted to teach Xu Fan a lesson and let her know that she was powerful.

Wei Wuji was very worried about Xu Fan's safety and wanted to find a way to save him. He was really worried about Xu Fan. Helpless Wei Wuji found the boss and said, "Brother Tan, I have something to do, I need to take a few days off."

Lao Tan smiled and said, "What's the matter? Is it a girlfriend?"

Wei Wuji said shyly: "Brother Tan, don't ask, my matter is very troublesome, I don't want you to get involved."

"Tell Brother Tan if you have anything to do, don't hold on by yourself. If you need help, please call me. Don't hold on to the end." Old Tan said to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji nodded, turned around and left with his own things. He went around and found the school where Xu Fan was studying. He didn't dare to see Xu Fan, but he only found a place not far away outside, hoping to protect Xu Fan.

Every day when watching Xu Fan go to and from school, Wei Wuji feels very satisfied. He wants to meet Xu Fan, but he can't always be brave.

One night, Xu Fan suddenly received a message on his mobile phone. A classmate in the WeChat group said that his friend had a terminal illness and hoped that everyone could raise funds. Then he sent a link. He didn't know what was wrong with the link, and the page couldn't be opened.

Some people replied with suspicion: "It's not a pornographic website, right?"

Some people said sarcastically: "Did you lose again when playing cards? You can think of such tricks?"

Xu Fan sent a red envelope of fifty yuan, and she said, "My link can't be opened, please donate it for me."

Someone in the group laughed at her: "There is an honest man here, come and bully her."
Chapter completed!