The hero of this story is an old man. Has now passed away. His acupuncture is very good. Believe in both Buddhism and Taoism–this is strange. I heard many stories from him.

By the way, this old man has a very kind heart. He treats people for free, and sometimes uses his pension to buy medicine for people. Not to mention beggars. I once told him that there are professional beggars now. His opinion is that he would rather be cheated 10 times than let go of one opportunity to do good. Then it’s a bit to protect my original intention.

About the winter of 2007, I went to his house once. He told me that he saw a beggar while walking in the street. Male in his forties. Wear a broken army coat. Claiming to be away from home, the wallet was lost, asking for help. Of course, almost no one paid. The old man went up and asked him where is his hometown? How much will it cost to travel? Finally, he gave him more than 80 yuan. Not much money will be enough for this person to go home.
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After the old man finished the description, I immediately reacted. This is a customary begging tactic. But I didn’t talk to the old man. Originally, he did good things but please peace of mind, why should I take the wrong view.

About a month later, I went to the father again. He saw me and said, I told you something strange. Of course, I listen very well. The old man was nearly ninety years old, but he lived alone, and his children only went to see him in a few days. He lives in a bungalow with two rooms inside and outside. The bed is a common upper and lower bunk in universities. He puts things on the upper bunk and sleeps on the lower bunk. The room still burns the stove. The stove is outside. The old man fell asleep that night. I always feel unreliable. In the middle of the night, he heard a noise outside and went to see it several times. Nothing. Old people, even more reluctant to move at night in winter. When he heard the sound later, he considered himself a mouse. Anyway, there is nothing valuable to be afraid of stealing, so I can’t get up.

While he was in a daze, another voice came from outside. This time it was not a normal noise, it was the sound of a person coughing. He walked out of the room and saw a person squatting faintly by the stove. The figure is very bloated. The old man was courageous and called out: What are you doing. The man didn’t reply. The old man fumbled and walked over, and after a few steps, he found that the man was not bloated, but was wearing a military coat.

When the old man walked over to the stove, there was nothing. Do you think, even if he is brave, can he fall asleep? The old man sat outside and waited for dawn. After a while, there was a loud noise in the back room, and he went in and saw that the upper bunk had collapsed. Fortunately, people are not in bed.

The story is over. The old man sighed: ‘Oh, that person. I’m afraid it’s over. Come back and save me’

That night, the old man burned a pack of ingots for the stranger in the military coat (we use yellow paper to make ingot-shaped paper money here).