The eyes of the common people turned red at this moment.
They gathered their lapels, raised their sleeves, clasped their hands, and returned Master Di's gift seriously.
"Please don't worry, Mr. Di!"
"Please don't worry, Mr. Di!"
"Please don't worry, Mr. Di!"
"..."
"Please don't worry, Mr. Di", they rushed in all directions, towards the clear blue sky.
This is their guarantee!
Di Ying smiled, listened, and nodded.
When the people became quiet again, Di Ying turned around.
He pulled out a big red token from the desk.
Throwing the ground hard and shouting loudly.
"cut!!!"
In an instant, heads were rolling on the stage and the audience was cheering!
The director of the "Disabled Home" carries people with all disabilities, including those deaf and mute people who are placed in the "Disabled Home" after being released.
In the crowd: Kneel down for Lord Di.
Their humbleness was taken seriously, their demands were expressed, and they were finally fulfilled.
Cai Fang held her child, Liu Xing held his wife and child, and He Shun held his friend's shoulder...
He kowtowed his head to the ground: sincerely and extremely grateful.
Di Ying stepped on the blood spurting from the villain's heads and avoided the salute.
He felt that he had not done enough, far from enough.
Because some "people" are still alive and very healthy, and he can't touch them.
And after this execution.
The "Disabled Institution", which proved not to be involved in the Wang family's disaster, was as lively as the Chinese New Year every day.
"Aunt Zhang, let's go plant vegetables together? I have hands and you have feet; I sow seeds and you step on the nest." A girl sitting in a wooden wheelchair called Aunt Zhang.
Aunt Zhang, who was dangling two empty sleeves, nodded hurriedly and took the rape seeds with her mouth with a smile.
A man who had lost his left hand used his right arm when he saw this. He turned to the side of the man who had lost his right hand and said, "Miss Liu's wooden wheelchair is a little hard to use. Can we match it and make a few more?" "
"Okay, let's make a few more frames and crutches. The friends in the institute want to use them, and there are also many people outside who want to use them."
"Huh? Count me in? I can saw wood. I still have a good leg, so I won't delay sawing wood."
"And me, I have no hands but I can pull wood with my shoulders."
"And I!"
"And I!"
"Let's match it together!"
"Hey, don't just look at those things. Didn't you listen to Master Di? If you are literate, just carve the words on the wooden board and teach everyone. In the future, we will no longer be bullied by others." The director shouted loudly. road.
Everyone laughed.
In the corridor, a few invisible people smiled particularly sweetly. Their hands: Weaving bamboo baskets, baskets and other items in circles.
Some deaf-mute people get together with everyone to do embroidery, spinning, weaving, or sign, so that everyone can understand and learn their sign language.
"Director, these are some chicks that my hens brought out from their nests. You have a lot of vegetable land. Use them to raise them." An aunt walked in the door with a large flat basket on her shoulder.
The director hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, shook his head and said, "Ms. Zhao, we can't take them in, we really can't take them in. There's almost no room for them here."
"Oh, you, the director, it's not like I gave this to you for nothing. Master Di gave me money. Hurry up and keep it. Later, I will ask my boy to make a few cages and deliver them to you. Can't you keep them all?"
As Mrs. Zhao said this, she handed the flat basket to the director, and then went to instruct Cai Fang and the others to weave.
The director had no choice but to hold the flat basket and listen to the cheerful "chirping" sounds inside. He had a headache and didn't know where to put it.
These days, there are too many people coming to deliver things. Everyone said: Mr. Di has paid the money.
The director knew: it was all lies.
But being treated like a neighbor made him, and everyone in the house, feel warm in his heart, too warm to be true.
In fact, the director didn't guess correctly.
Master Di has really paid money.
As the evildoers were brought to justice, the old foundations of every family were uncovered, and massive amounts of gold, silver, jewelry, treasures, antiques and other items were taken out.
Especially those in the "Solid Pawn Shop", they are all carried out in baskets.
Di Ying exchanged everything that could be exchanged for silver into silver. Then compensation was given to the victims' relatives, "disabled institutions", and poor people.
Especially those ethnic minorities.
During the execution, they all gathered around to watch.
When I heard how those evil people took advantage of their conflicts: instigating, encouraging, and creating conflicts, I cried with anger and sadness.
After that, Di Ying visited them one by one.
"What a good field, what a fertile land. Look how well these trees grow? Look how beautifully those flowers bloom? You all want to protect them, right?
What is faith? I hope to have a good life, a healthy body, peace, peace and happiness.
It is not for you to trample on or despise your own life at will.
Let me ask you: The Zhang family has cows, but the Li family does not. What should the Li family do? "
"The Li family has worked hard to save money, so why not buy one?" someone replied.
Someone said: "We have a good relationship with the Zhang family, so when we need it, can we borrow it for use?"
Another person said: "If you help the Zhang family more often, it will be easier to borrow when the time comes."
Di Ying smiled and asked again: "Why doesn't anyone want to rob it? Or secretly kill the Zhang family's cattle so that everyone has no cattle?"
"Sir, what you said..." Some people scratched their scalps, wanting to say that Sir was talking nonsense, but feeling that it was not respectful enough, so they could only get stuck here.
Someone continued: "Sir, you can't do that. What you take away is not yours; and when everyone has nothing to say, everyone will be in trouble when farming."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
As a result, the adult's words made them all mute.
"But in fact, you can't tolerate the Zhang family having cows, can you?"
As Di Ying spoke, he knitted his sleeves and said, "The Zhang family has its own way of living, and what they like and don't like; you have your own way of living, and what you like and don't like.
Why do you have to hate and attack other people's likes just because you don't like them?
I don’t accept that you are so much taller than me. Am I going to chop off your feet?
Not to mention breaking the law, even if your feet are gone, can you grow into my legs? Can't?
Only by tolerating each other can we get along well with our families and villagers, right?
The Zhang family eats beef, but we don't eat it, just pretend it's out of sight; we eat pork, but the Li family doesn't eat it, so why don't we just avoid the Li family when we eat?
Is it that difficult for us to be broad-minded and open-minded, and tolerate, understand and respect each other?
You believe that I am a good person and he believes that I am a bad person, so you have to beat him to death? You don't do this, right?
At most, you just need to make friends with me, and let him do whatever he wants, right?
We are all fellow villagers, we all live in the same place, and we all live by those mountains. Why do we have to fight to the death?
When I was young, I made a friend from the Yugu ethnic group and took him home.
He doesn't eat pork, so he avoids my bowls and pots that have been stained with pork or lard.
But he didn't dislike it. Although he didn't eat or drink, he still got along very happily with our family. Even when he was watching us eating, he smiled and did not curse or get angry.
My mother was worried that he was hungry and thirsty, so she picked the fruits and went to the river to wash them.
He thanked my mother politely and took it to eat.
My father went to a neighbor's house in the village, who also did not eat pork, and borrowed a bowl and bought some mutton for my child to use alone.
The children were very happy to eat.
The next day, his parents brought a sheep to return the gift to my family.
My grandfather and grandmother simply left them behind and invited the neighbors' family, and everyone happily ate mutton and drank mutton soup together.
Look, what's wrong with this?
I don't force you to accept my habits, and you respect my habits. Let's give in to each other a little, respect each other a little, and be happy. How good? "
