After playing pirate ships, carousels and bumper cars in the amusement park, Han Qingjun left the park with three little guys drinking the freshly sautéed watermelon juice.

As soon as he left the park and sat on Han Qingjun's little triple wheel, Zhao Yulong drank the juice and spoke to Han Qingjun: "Dad, why did you marry a little wife? It's because our mother is disobedient, so you married a little mother?"

Hearing Zhao Yulong's words, Zhao Yujun immediately retorted: "It's definitely not. Mommy is so gentle. How could Daddy not like her? Daddy not go home because he doesn't like grandpa, after all, grandpa is so fierce."

"Is my grandfather very fierce? Why do I think my grandmother is a bit more fierce? My dad is more amnesia than not going home because he has lost his memory and doesn't remember going home. It's not that he doesn't like mommy and grandfather anymore!!" Hearing the words of his two younger brothers, Zhao Yuna immediately corrected them.

Hearing Zhao Yuna's words, Zhao Yulong immediately raised his neck and asked Han Qingjun: "Dad, is it fun to lose amnesia? And if I don't have to do homework after I lose amnesia??"

Puff... Cough cough cough... After one couldn't help but squirt, Han Qingjun looked at Zhao Yulong speechlessly and said, "If you lose your memory, you will forget everything, forget your father, forget your mother, forget your grandfather, forget your grandmother, forget your brother and sister, forget where your home is!!

Like a homeless man, he doesn’t know where his home is or where he should go, it’s very pitiful!!”

When Han Qingjun was saying this, a beggar happened to come over with a basin, and then he was stunned...

Zhao Yulong immediately realized when he looked at the beggar with torn clothes in front of him, his hair was dirty and his face was muddy: "Dad, is it like this uncle who has lost his memory? Uncle, are you amnesia? It's so pitiful!!"

The beggar was confused and his heart was full of: "Are I involved in something amazing? And why am I pitiful and amnesia-lost? But this child is so polite and willing to call me uncle. His father is also polite and upbringed and did not object, but how did I become an example??"

"Sorry, I'm teaching the children, and we're talking about homeless people, not those of you, hahaha, don't mind it for you!!" After a few laughs, Han Qingjun reached out to get two hundred yuan for the beggar.

After giving the beggar two hundred yuan, Han Qingjun turned around and explained to Zhao Yulong: "This uncle is "The Beggar with Cantonese pronunciation". He is not a homeless man. The homeless man is even worse than him. At least he knows that he needs money when he comes out. The homeless man has to go through the trash can and find something to eat."

After listening to Han Qingjun's explanation, Zhao Yulong immediately shouted to the beggar who was about to leave: "Uncle, will you go through the trash can and find something to eat like a homeless man?"

"Sometimes, when I can't get something to eat, I will go to KFC and restaurants to find some leftovers of others. I am a beggar and a homeless man..." Hearing Zhao Yulong's words, the beggar subconsciously stopped and replied to him.

The child is very curious. When he heard the beggar's reply, Zhao Yulong immediately asked curiously whether he had lost his memory: "Uncle, why do you want to be a beggar and a homeless man? Are you lost your memory?"

This time the beggar did not answer Zhao Yulong's words, but pointed to the juice packaged by Han Qingjun and asked him: "Can you give me a drink? I will tell you my story, which is a reward for your 200 yuan!"

People with stories like to listen to other people’s stories, but unfortunately Han Qingjun is such a person.

So, he directly met the beggar's request, not only giving him watermelon juice, but also giving him some snacks.

"Thanks!!"

After saying thank you, the beggar took the things handed over by Han Qingjun and started eating and drinking in big mouthfuls.

After eating snacks and drinking all the watermelon juice, the beggar sat on the railings of the parking lot and slowly told Han Qingjun and the others about their past: "My name is Li Yaohui, a native of Beijing. He used to be the boss of a large company. At the peak, I was also ranked tenth in the top 10th domestic rich people in the rich list.

I also once had a happy family, I had a gentle and beautiful wife, a daughter like a little princess, and two creditors who wanted to break the sky were sons.

Maybe it was because I was doing so well in the past that God could not bear to see that old man. I have been unlucky since five years ago, and I am still unlucky.

First, my youngest son and my wife went swimming in the swimming pool, drowned in front of everyone, and then my wife was unhappy and had a mental error. When cooking at home, she, my daughter and eldest son, died of gas poisoning.

A family of five people suddenly became me alone. I couldn't bear the blow. I was so shocked that I had no intention of working, so I handed over my company to my brother and went out alone to wander aimlessly.

I was alone, from the capital to Hubei, to Dongshan, to Jiangzhou, to Haishi, to Zhejiang, to Fujian, to Guangdong, and here.

I have traveled to many cities, met many people, looked at many faces and received a lot of ridicule. Over the years, your family has been the only person who has been so polite to me, thank you!!”

After listening to the beggar's words, Han Qingjun was quiet for a while, and then asked him curiously: "Have you ever thought that your wife would be even more guilty about you like this?"

"I never thought that before, I was just rushing to the road, trying hard to make myself tired, and I was so tired that I could not rest when I lay down and fell asleep. Otherwise, I would be afraid of thinking about them, and I would be so heartbroken that I could not breathe." When I said that I didn't dare to think about them, the beggar's eyes were full of vicissitudes and sadness, but there were no tears. "Maybe I cried and dried up."

"Go home. I don't know if you have parents. If so, they must be very worried about you now. The earth is round and life has reincarnation. Maybe your wife has returned and is transforming into someone, waiting for you to meet by chance." Seeing that this beggar is so rich, Han Qingjun put down his idea of ​​helping him and advised him to come home.

After hearing Han Qingjun's words, the beggar was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily and said, "I met a poor woman with three children in Fujian. She saved me when I was about to starve and took me in for a long time. I think I know what I should do, thank you big star!!"
Chapter completed!