Chapter 771 I Thought You Were Lost.
He Nan frowned, "What kind of old man?" This is not the countryside, and nobody comes to the door to beg for food. Not to mention here, even on the streets of Beijing, it’s hard to find a beggar. Something is fishy.
"Probably in his sixties or seventies, half of his hair has gone white, Beijing accent, kind eyes and a benevolent look, but his posture is particularly upright. He used to be a soldier. His grandson is not very promising, doesn’t come home, and has even spent his pension. The old man had no other choice but to beg for food." Shen Mianmian carefully recalled the old man’s appearance and his situation.
Beijing accent, in his sixties or seventies, former soldier, grandson doesn’t come home...
He Nan caught a few important points, his eyes slightly narrowing, very good, he found his way here so quickly.
Seeing his expression was off, Shen Mianmian’s heart skipped a beat, "Big Brother He, do you think there’s something wrong with this person?"
Big Brother He, with his extensive experience, if he thinks there’s a problem, it means this old man is really not simple.
Actually, she also found it strange. Most people in Beijing are in decent conditions, and the old man shouldn’t be unable to afford meals. If it really came to that, the neighbors would help out too.
Of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that the old man, due to pride, was too embarrassed to let the neighbors know about his predicament.
After all, no matter how good the neighbors are, helping once or twice is possible, but long-term support, akin to caregiving, is definitely not feasible.
Of course, if there wasn’t anything amiss about this man, simply for the fact that he was once a soldier, Shen Mianmian wouldn’t be stingy with some food.