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The wandering beggar, with the "police," blocked the entrance to Carefree Restaurant.

He also pointed at Chen An’an and said, it’s her.

His three-year-old brother had been hospitalized for some unknown reason, and then a serious illness was discovered.

The beggar didn’t think about anything else, he just remembered that he had been eating the food given by Chen An’an for a month, so he was certain it was her fault that his brother fell ill. Explore new worlds at NovelBin.Côm

It’s hard to clarify such matters.

Just like those bakeries that would rather throw away their bread than give it to the old men and women outside.

What they fear is exactly this kind of situation.

It’s difficult to pinpoint since when, but people in Capital City gradually became indifferent, to the point where they were utterly afraid to lend that hand that did good.

Perhaps it started with the notion, if you didn’t cause the fall, why should you help them up?

The beggar’s heartless change of face made Chen An’an so angry that her small body couldn’t stop trembling.

She argued forcefully, even calling the little beggar with only three fingers a thankless wretch.

A number of stall owners from the urban village also came over, criticizing the beggar.

According to him, since everyone had given him food, if he were to get into trouble again, would they all have to take responsibility?

The beggar couldn’t come up with the money needed to treat his three-year-old brother’s medical expenses.

Hospitals are there to save lives and help the injured, but the premise is that you have to be able to come up with enough money for the medical bills.

No matter what others said, he was stubborn in his belief.

If you ate food from my house, then naturally you’re responsible if you get sick.

Chen Pingsheng didn’t want to get involved, and this wasn’t the first time Chen An’an had encountered such an incident.

In the past, she helped up an old lady who had fallen in Capital City, only to be subsequently sued by that family.

Such incidents were no longer a surprise; she never learned her lesson.

Now that it had happened again, the "police" certainly wouldn’t arrest her without reason.

After all, such matters were easy to understand, but there was a three-year-old child desperately needing medical treatment lying in the hospital.

Issues like this are inherently difficult to handle, and anyone who encounters them would find themselves in troublesome predicaments.

Chen An’an was no exception now.

For her, money really wasn’t a big deal; she just couldn’t understand why she would be accosted and scolded for doing a good deed.

She was only ten years old after all; naturally, the "police" wouldn’t come for her.

In the end, they sought out her father, Chen Pingsheng, and then there was no more to the story.

At night, the wind was still hot.

Chen An’an was almost in tears, constantly consoled by Jiang Peiyao.

Her Dad didn’t say anything; she didn’t even know how he handled it in the end.

After all, as soon as the "police" found him, they immediately left.

There were no further reactions, and the little beggar continued to live in his garbage shack.

The next morning, quite a few stall owners from the urban village came to offer their comforts.

They all muttered that good deeds don’t pay off.

Chen An’an also heard some righteous indignation from them, and her mood slightly improved.

Moreover, they all promised that if they encountered the little three-fingered beggar again,

they would never give him a bite to eat, preferring to feed a dog rather than him.

They all worked in catering; if they all met such people, then no one’s business would last long. @@novelbin@@

Chen An’an went to ask her Dad, did she do something wrong?

Chen Pingsheng didn’t directly answer her; he only told her a story.

Once there was a Great Philanthropist, far and wide known, who after giving away millions from his home for charity,

received many medals from the local authorities as encouragement.

The philanthropist was very happy and often boasted about his charitable acts in public.

Until one day.

A large crowd had surrounded his house, each holding awards for outstanding workers issued by Zhengfu.

They were all there to ask him for donations.

Day by day, the number of people coming to him for donations kept increasing.

At home, the good man’s elderly mother was pressured to death by the incessant demands.

He himself was publicly denounced in the newspapers, being called a hypocrite who turned a blind eye to others’ deaths.

After that incident, there was no further news from the good man.

It was said that after his mother’s illness led to her death, he left the place that had given him life and upbringing, his spirit broken and cold.

Just like what she was doing now, there was no right or wrong in it.

Having goodwill was a good thing, but it had to be based on absolute means.

Just as he was within Tengying Group, employees said he was a good boss.

But those competitors and people in the capital market would continually berate him as an ambitious capitalist.

A cold-blooded, heartless animal.

That was him—if he made a move, it had to be one that would crush others permanently.

The spoiled brat had goodwill but no means, which was clearly insufficient to protect herself.

She needed to realize this.

That was also what he, as her father, hoped she would learn.

"Brother-in-law, how can you tell so many stories?"

Jiang Peiyao was like a diligent student, sitting by the side and asking with her beautiful, blinking eyes.

"This is not a story, these are real events that happened in life."

"But you don’t tell them well."

"Just average, An’an is only ten years old; experiencing these things is actually too early for her. But after Tengying Group has grown to this extent, those with intentions will not only target me but will also keep an eye on her. I just hope she grows up quickly."

Education is not a matter of a day or two; it needs constant experiences of different setbacks.

Which, in turn, develop a steadfast heart.

With curiosity, Jiang Peiyao asked, "Brother-in-law, why do I feel like you’ve changed?"

"Changed in what way?"

"Changed to the point where I can’t understand you anymore."

Jiang Peiyao confusedly asked, "An’an is ten this year, Xinyi is just four, and then there’s the one not yet born. In the future, will you always teach by example like you did today?"

"Of course, now that Tengying has developed to this stage, there is no shortage of talented people below me to handle the company’s affairs. But when it comes to education, only I, as a father, can do it. It is something no teacher can replace."

Chen Pingsheng said, "You are just too young. Once you find a partner and get married, you will surely understand everything that happened today. To parents, nothing is more important than their children."

Jiang Peiyao wasn’t interested in finding a partner, but if she did, she would want someone like her brother-in-law.

As for where to find someone like him, it’s so hard.

Basically impossible to find, right? She might as well just earnestly go and wipe tables.

Whenever Chen An’an got angry, she liked to grab a microphone and belt out a few tunes.

Then, this restaurant, successfully scared away every single customer with her shouting.

Those who had intended to enter would turn around and head to the neighboring shop as soon as they heard her ever-changing singing voice.

Others sang songs to invite wealth, but her singing obviously drove people away.

That’s what people would pay money to avoid.

The urban village was still the same, but the incident with the beggar had somewhat affected their business.

Fortunately, they didn’t rely on this for income, so it didn’t really matter to them.

As for the beggar, he still survived by begging, and if he wanted to improve his life, he had to steal from others.

This time, people showed no mercy and reported him to the authorities.

The police too were troubled upon seeing him, mainly because he was too young and his parents were nowhere to be found.

This kind of person, even if they grow up, is essentially pitiful for life.

In his life, perhaps the greatest significance was to teach Chen An’an a lesson.