Rebirth: Outstanding

Liming held a crying baby in his arms and gently coaxed him. At this time, he was chewing a mouthful of rice, and then wiped the chewed rice paste toward the baby's mouth.

Song Chengyu turned his head a little irritably and exhaled turbid air.

This is the eleventh child left outside the home for the elderly this month. Since the home is repaired, there are more and more homeless elderly, children, and disabled people. The courtyard has only six small rooms, each of which only accommodates two elderly people. After the expansion and renovation, the number of rooms has been expanded to 20, but then every small room of less than sixty square feet has at least been squeezed in. Of the four people, a few of them have even squeezed five or six people.

This old home in Kowloon had been abandoned during the Japanese occupation. After the war, Song Chengqi and a few homeless old men forced themselves to repair it again, whether it was the Hong Kong Colonial Government's Hua Min Department or the Social Affairs Bureau, no Charitable organizations such as Po Leung Kuk, Tung Wah Group of Hospitals, etc., have given a penny of assistance or subsidies to homes for the elderly. The nursing homes that should no longer exist are also completely regarded as missing. Over the years, the expenses of the nursing homes are nothing more than some repairs earned from the teachings of Song Chengyu, and several elderly people such as Liming picking up trash or helping others reluctantly. Do whatever you can to keep a living.

The one hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars that Song Chengqi got from Ge Zhaohuang at the beginning did not have a cent left.

In fact, if one hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars can be saved, it will be enough for Song Chengyu and the dozens of old guys in the nursing home to send them away in peace. The poor people nearby repaired their houses. They also donated a small clinic pharmacy in the Kowloon Walled City. They used the money to hire two Chinese medicine doctors who did not have a doctor’s license in Hong Kong to help the residents of the Walled City prescribe free medicines, only one medicine. The bureau clinic, two Chinese medicine practitioners, took away 40,000 Hong Kong dollars at a time.

Now in the Kowloon Walled City, Song Chengqi, Lame, these old guys are so prestigious, but they are once again impoverished in their pockets.

Lack of money is nothing to Song Chengqi and others. Anyway, it was a poor life without money. It’s good to continue to live the original life. However, people outside already think that Master Song has made a fortune now and he has grown bigger. Good people, of course everyone will ask him for help if they have any difficulties.

So at first, he lined up to go to the house hoping to borrow money. Song Chengyu's face was poor with his hard pockets, and after he repeatedly scolded him, homeless old people and homeless children came to the home for the elderly to be taken in, even like this morning, lame. As soon as Ming opened the door, he saw a paper box outside the door with a crying baby lying in the paper box.

"Boss, if this goes on, I think even if you build a tall building, you can't live in it. At the beginning, you shouldn't be kind. It's better to leave money for our old guys to eat and drink." Liming waited for a few months. After his baby stopped crying, he deliberately spoke to Song Chengqi with a bitter face.

Unlike the elderly in other homes for the elderly, Lame Ming is Song Tianyao’s brother for decades. When Song Chengyu first came to Hong Kong, Lame Ming was by his side. During these years in Hong Kong, the two people have always been in the same boat, relying on each other for good and fortune. Soon after he came to Hong Kong, Mrs. Song Chengqi died of illness. Song Chengqi was able to raise three sons, marry a wife and have children. Like the housekeepers around Chengqi, Song Chengqi’s third son was able to become the leader of the pier coolie, and he also had the merit of Liming. After Song Chengqi came to Hong Kong, the only time he used his identity as a human being was to act for Liming. A limp who has broken half of his foot tells his life.

Shouldn't be kind and leave Qian's exclusive ridicule, only Liming, who has a deep relationship with Song Chengqi, can say half-truth and half-truth. If he is replaced by someone else, Song Chengqi has long been scolded and scolded back.

"You don't need to pay for the food and vegetables now. It was Ah Yao who sent them to you. Everyone saves a few bites of food. Why don't you set up some tin huts next to the nursing home." Song Chengqi's face was hard, but he couldn't see the misery in his heart. , And he couldn't help pushing out the old people who had already lived in or the babies they picked out and let them fend for themselves.

"Ayao's food and vegetables do not need money to buy? The sky fell in vain? If you build a tin house... what if more people come? Now Hong Kong lacks everything, but there is no shortage of poor people." Lam Ming heard Song Chengyu Getting ready to take the tin room, he was taken aback, and hurriedly dispelled Song Chengqi's thoughts.

As long as the opening is opened, it is guaranteed that the Kowloon Walled City will immediately become a new squatter area. All kinds of privately built wooden huts and tin huts can emerge overnight, and most of them are not able to live and are ready to mix and eat. The elderly and children who drink, even if they only eat, can eat Song Chengqi with hundreds of mouths in an instant.

Song Chengyu took out a small tin of shredded tobacco he had grown and rolled cigarettes: "You can't just watch these old people and children the Japanese didn't kill them. On the contrary, they were starved to death during the Taiping period, right?"

“Isn’t there a social worker from a welfare institution who came to the nursing home last month and said that he could send the elderly and children who couldn’t fit in? The old guys were unwilling to go. In the end, only a dozen children followed the social worker. I think I will go if I don’t go this time, and send half of the old guys in the nursing home to that welfare home.” Liming said, holding the baby in his arms, “I will take them to live there, and I will take the lead. I won't speak up again."

"Are you going?" Song Chengqi looked at Lame, frowned and said.

He smiled lamely: "I will go for a few days, and after the old guys get used to it, I will quietly come back by myself. After living here for decades, how can I just leave?"

"It's good, you go to the orphanage for a few days to see if you can get enough food there, and if there is a bed for each one." Song Chengyu hesitated for a while, and finally said.

With limited abilities, the Jiulong Home for the Elderly can't absorb too many people.

Two people were standing in the nursing home and talking, Qi Weiwen had walked leisurely from the street there, ready to come to teach the children in the Kuixing Pavilion, and saw the child in Liming's arms, and two Looking at the distressed old man, Qi Weiwen walked over to Liming and looked at the baby who had squinted his eyes and fell asleep: "Is it a baby boy? The child picked up last month is named Chen with Uncle Chen, and the child last month is named Chen. Uncle Ming’s Liu, this month is Mr. Song’s Song character, the girl’s name is Song Shi the day before yesterday, and today’s is Song Shi?"

There were too many children picked up in the nursing home during this period, and Song Chengqi was depressed. How could he be in the mood to choose the name of the abandoned baby. All of them were lame to help choose the name, and they were simply blunt, replaced by numbers, and picked them up last month. Six, with the surname Chen, the oldest old man in the nursing home, from Chen Yi row to Chen Liu, 14 last month, with his own surname Liu, from Liu Yi to Liu fourteen, this month At the end of December, there were eight in total, but Qi Weiwen mentioned that it is better to follow Mr. Song’s surname Song, so this month’s abandoned infants all have the surname Song. Liming is deliberately funny, and it didn’t start from Song Yi. Instead, it started from Song Si and went to Song eleven.

Although Song Chengqi did not recognize that the child's surname Song was related to him, and the surname Song was not related to him, Qi Weiwen always deliberately looked at Song Chengqi and used the orphans surnamed Song to make fun of him, especially Qi Weiwen. , I always remember that when I first met Song Tianyao that night, and just said a Song Shinephew, Song Tianyao's **** immediately interrupted himself and said that he did not have such a beautiful and moving aunt.

There is no beautiful aunt, right, you bastard? Okay, now you Song Tianyao has eight uncles waiting to be fed from Song Si to Song eleven.

Qi Weiwen couldn't help but think with nasty fun. If Song Tianyao knew that he had eight more uncles waiting to be fed, how would she react? To be honest, she was looking forward to seeing Song Tianyao's face at that time.

"First, take a few healthy people to the orphanage and see what the conditions there are. Don't let them toss if they are poor." Song Chengqin ignored what Qi Weiwen had deliberately said next to Song 11, but Continue to say to Liming.

Limply nodded: "Know, if the conditions are better than here, let those old guys with poor health live in, so early and not too late, I will now let a few old guys get up and clean up with me and move to the orphanage. Let’s hurry up and eat the food in the orphanage in time for noon, so we can save some for ourselves.”

"You have inconvenience in your legs and feet, be careful yourself." Song Cheng hesitated as he watched limping and holding the child towards the small room where he lived in the nursing home.

Lame Ming said indifferently: "Know, don't let me lame a foot. If the welfare there is good and the old guys are settled, I will sneak back in three to five days at most."

Qi Weiwen was also relieved to hear that Song Chengqi made up his mind to divide a part of the residents of the nursing home to the orphanage. The Lord Song has been depressed for a long time because of the recent surge in residents of the nursing home, but he did not speak out to take the initiative. He begged his grandson Song Tianyao for help, and he could not see the lonely old man being homeless. He could only squeeze himself all the time. He was lame, but Qi Weiwen quietly noticed that a small part of the book collection on the second floor of Kuixing Pavilion in Song Chengqi has disappeared, most of them. It was the owner of Song Shan who quietly went to the **** shop to exchange money to subsidize the nursing home.

Qi Weiwen also posted some money for the nursing home and Longjin Yixue, but she was not a rich man. She was just high enough on the 14th, but she didn’t make any money. All her net worth barely broke 100,000. She used it for the elderly just in case, so she didn't dare to follow the example of Song Chengqi, and put out all the money to do good deeds. At most, she would buy some food in a low-key manner when the people in the nursing home were in short supply.

"Miss Qi, you go to class with the children today, I'll go for a walk." Song Chengyu waited for Liming to enter the room, and after he said something to Weiwen, he turned and walked outside.

Qi Weiwen knew that Song Chengqi was not accustomed to leaving Liming. After staying in Kowloon City for this period of time, Qi Weiwen also knew the relationship between Song Chengqi and Liming. When Liming was young, he was considered half a quack, Song Chunren. Being able to become the number one figure in the Kowloon Wharf at a young age, stand firm and pull up a vote of Dongliang Mountain people. In addition to his own skill and ability to fight, there is also a reason why Lame Ming handed over all his subordinates to Song Chunren's coolies. In addition, the two old brothers have lived next door to each other for decades, and if they have a sip of wine, they have to drink separately. Even if they are separated suddenly for three or five days, I am afraid they are not used to it.

Qi Weiwen thought of the friendship between Song Chengqi and Laiming for many years, and walked towards the Kuixing Pavilion, chanting the Book of Songs Song Chengqi often taught the children:

"The chaos is both peaceful and peaceful. Although there are brothers, it is better to have friends."