In the afternoon, Ma Changshun called.


    "Have you found out? What''s going on?" Yang Xuan thought of the poor mother and daughter.


    "Those usurers should die a thousand times." Ma Changshun''s voice contained anger.


    "What''s going on?" Yang Xuan frowned.


    "In order to see a doctor for her child, my sister-in-law borrowed 50000 yuan from those scumbags who lend money at usury. Now, with profits, she even wants to pay back 120000 yuan. Don''t you think it''s forcing people to die?" Ma Changshun was still angry.


    "So?" Yang Xuan said, "so their mother and daughter couldn''t help jumping into the river?"


    "Yes, the debt collectors go to her rented place to splash paint and smash the door every day. The landlord dare not rent them to their mother." Ma Changshun sighed.


    "Her husband is a hero, a hero who died to save people." Yang Xuan was upset for some reason.


    He pressed hard, considered his words and said slowly, "now you tell me that the hero''s widow and children live in a rented house, and borrow usury to see a doctor. Finally, they were forced to jump into the river and commit suicide?"


    Ma Changshun was silent. After a long time, he explained: "brother Zhou couldn''t afford a house before he died. He has been renting a house..."


    Yang Xuan directly interrupted him: "where is the resettlement fee?"


    Ma Chang said: "brother Zhou''s daughter suffers from congenital heart disease, and the imported drugs he usually takes are particularly expensive. As far as I know, brother Zhou''s salary has bought drugs for his daughter for so many years. If this disease is to be cured, surgery is needed, but the cost..."


    He didn''t go on, but Yang Xuan understood that he was really desperate.


    Yang Xuan took a deep breath and asked, "how much does the operation cost?"


    Ma Changshun thought about it and hesitated, "it''s about 1.5 million."


    Yang Xuan didn''t speak, and Ma Changshun was silent.


    After a long time, Yang Xuancai said slowly, "well, I know."


    Ma Changshun seemed disappointed and sighed gently.


    After hanging up the phone, Yang Xuan felt a little heavy. When he spent 90 million to buy a villa, he didn''t seem to expect that some people in this world couldn''t even take out 900 yuan.


    "Xiaofan, let''s help them." Xiaojing said with red eyes.


    She heard the phone just now.


    "Oh? Why?" Yang Xuan asked.


    Xiaojing opened her mouth, but found that she seemed unable to give any reason. Finally, she had to bow her head and say, "they are so poor."


    "There are many poor people in the world." Yang Xuan said faintly, "if everyone we want to help, do you think it''s possible?"


    Xiaojing hesitated, bit her lips and said, "but their mothers are so poor. Since we met and have the ability to help them..."


    Yang Xuan interrupted her and said faintly, "do you remember that?"


    Xiaojing was stunned, then lowered her head. After a long time, she sighed a long sigh.


    In those years, she and Yang Xuan once supported a poor family and remitted money on time every month. Although they were not rich, they felt very happy every time they remitted money.


    Once, Xiaojing was ill and spent a lot of money in hospital. That month, they didn''t remit money. As a result, the sponsor called and asked: when will you remit money.


    They explained to him that Xiaojing was ill this month and needed money to see a doctor.


    As a result, the man said: aren''t you cheating? Why don''t you find another way when you are ill? No matter what, you can''t use his money to see a doctor.


    It was like a bucket of cold water splashed on the head. The mood of the two people at that time could not be better described by the cold winter and the December.


    Since then, they have never funded anyone else.


    "I think there should be more good people in this world." Xiaojing hesitated.


    "Good people don''t live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years." Yang Xuan said faintly, "go and give 1.5 million to the mother and daughter, but make it clear to them that it''s not to give, it''s to borrow, and then pay it back slowly."


    "Ah?" Xiaojing looked at him stupidly and asked, "didn''t you say you wouldn''t help?"


    "I''m not helping them, I''m just helping a dying hero." Yang Xuan said faintly.


    In the evening, after dinner, Yang Xuan felt upset, so he went out of the villa and started along the road of Yunwu Mountain.


    Xiaojing didn''t follow. He and Aunt Zhang still have rooms to clean up.


    After a few steps, Yang Xuan saw an acquaintance.


    It''s the old man who practices Tai Chi.


    The old man is under a big tree, slowly holding his fist frame, moving freely and pneumatically, like integrating with the environment.


    The bodyguard was still standing behind him. When he saw Yang Xuan coming, he stared at Yang Xuan with tiger eyes.


    This was the second time Yang Xuan met the old man to practice boxing. He couldn''t help looking at it.


    Seeing Yang Xuan looking over, the bodyguard took two steps forward and blocked Yang Xuan''s sight.


    Yang Xuan was stunned. He was taken as a thief.


    The old man also saw Yang Xuan and slowly closed his fist.


    The bodyguard got out of the way, but still stared at Yang xuandao: "there is an old saying that there is a cloud, don''t look at it."


    Yang Xuan lost his smile, shook his head and said faintly, "the old saying still has clouds. Don''t take yourself too seriously."


    The bodyguard''s face turned angry, and his eyes became very fierce, as if he had a taste of bloodthirsty.


    On the contrary, the old man said hello to Yang Xuan with a smile.


    "What a coincidence, young man, to take a walk?"


    Yang Xuan nodded and said hello.


    "He''s old, so he''s a good teacher. I have to explain to you today. What is true biography." the old man looked like an expert outside the world.


    This is to listen to Yang Xuan''s sentence ''don''t take yourself too seriously''.


    Yang xuanchou didn''t even look at him, but he didn''t lift his eyelids and said, "if it''s true or not, I don''t even have any interest. Please help yourself, father-in-law."


    The old man choked and couldn''t speak. After turning his eyes, he simply turned the topic and asked, "what business does the young man do? I also have a lot of business. Maybe we still have business contacts."


    "I do ghost business." Yang Xuan dealt with it casually.


    Unexpectedly, the old man became interested and said, "ghost catcher? I also know several feng shui masters. Maybe you still know them."


    Yang Xuan rolled his eyes and simply said, "Grandpa, I''m not interested in your true Taiji."


    The old man said discontentedly, "boy, do you know how many people in the world want to learn kung fu from me?"


    "No matter how many people there are, they don''t include me." Yang Xuan said faintly.


    The old man shook his head and said, "young man, I don''t mean to teach you Kung Fu. I just don''t understand the truth. I want to explain it for you."


    With that, he made a move in Tai Chi and hammered it on the big tree next to him.


    WOW!


    The big tree trembled violently and its branches and leaves fell like rain.


    The old man looked at Yang Xuan with a smile, waiting to see the expected stunned.


    Yang Xuan didn''t even lift his eyelids. He just said, "find someone to clean the leaves and don''t pollute the environment."


    After that, he didn''t give the old man a chance to explain, so he turned and left.


    The bodyguard was so angry that he was about to catch up with him with an arrow.


    The old man directly grabbed him and said with a bitter smile, "forget it, it''s just a mortal. There''s no need to be angry with him."


    The bodyguard snorted coldly. After stopping, he stared at Yang Xuan''s back for several times.