She was uneducated and had barely attended primary school. She could only read A, B, and C, and had no English skills at all.
In Australia, Mu Yan was the only one who could communicate with the outside world. She could only do small things like going to the supermarket to buy groceries.
Now that Mu Yan was gone, she had no one to rely on and she had to take care of a child. She could imagine how difficult it was.
Li He said, "Then you can take care of things here. When you feel better, you can come back with us. That way, we can take care of each other in the future."
Mu Yan was not only his old colleague, but also his business partner. At the same time, he was also his best friend. No matter from what perspective, he had the responsibility and obligation to take care of Mu Yan's family. He was duty-bound.
"Thank you, but you don't have to go through so much trouble. You can go back first. I know how to get a car and buy a plane ticket." Yang Ling smiled. She didn't want to trouble anyone. She just wanted to maintain her dignity. This was her stubbornness. She didn't want anyone to pity them just because they were weak or an orphan.
It had nothing to do with how close they were.
"It's okay. We're not in a hurry." Li He smiled bitterly. "I hope you can take it easy. After all, the dead can't come back to life."
He only dared to comfort her three days after Mu Yan's funeral.
"Not even his ashes were left. He was buried here. Tell me, how am I going to explain this to his parents?" Yang Ling cried again when she thought of the old man.
Li He said, "If you want, I can arrange for someone to bring the old man here now. If the old man is willing, I will bring him here in the future."
There was no other way.
Before he came with Meng Jianguo, Yang Ling and Mu Yan's friends asked Mu Yan to rest here because it wasn't suitable to bring the ashes back to China.
They buried him.
Even if Li He wanted to bring the ashes back, it would be very unlucky to open the coffin.
"No, thank you." Yang Ling started crying again.
Li He waited for her to calm down before he went out with Meng Jianguo. Unconsciously, he lit up a cigarette in a restless mood.
"I don't believe it!" He angrily threw the cigarette that he had just lit to the ground, and unwillingly stepped on it.
"What?" Meng Jianguo was startled by Li He's fierce voice and sudden action.
"Mr. Li just remembered that he's quitting smoking." Qi Hua interrupted at the right time. Anyway, this was not the first time he had encountered this kind of thing. He had long been used to it.
"That's it?" It wasn't supposed to be a joke, but why did Meng Jianguo and the others feel that it was so funny?
Li He sighed. "What do you think? Hey, you guys don't know how hard it is to quit smoking. Don't look at me like that. If you have the ability, quit smoking and show me. "
He wanted to use the cigarette to ease his mood, but he became irritated again!
It's so hard to quit smoking!
The pain of quitting smoking was not physical pain, but mental torture. It was easy to imagine the pressure of having a huge rock weighing down on one's heart for such a long time. After trying all sorts of things to no avail, one could imagine the pressure!
He really didn't want to learn from his previous life. Smoking disgusted him, so he quit smoking!
After experiencing that pain once, he definitely didn't want to try it again!
Actually, he now understood that no matter how much he said, all methods were fake. Quitting smoking still required self-discipline!
Meng Jianguo smiled. "Don't look at me. I quit smoking a long time ago. I'm no longer a smoker. In the past, every time I saw an old man picking up the buttocks of cigarettes in front of the train station, I felt uncomfortable. You think I'm sympathetic?
No, I hate it because I'm the same as them.
To put it bluntly, if one day, I have nothing and am destitute, I might be like them.
In my heart, there's only the desire for a cigarette. Why would I care about face?
Not to mention fighting spirit or anything like that. "
"Right, you're amazing." Li He gave a thumbs up and said to Hu Dayi, "Let's learn from him and work hard to quit smoking together."
"Don't count me in. I really can't quit smoking. I'm so stressed now, and I only rely on these cigarettes to catch my breath." Hu Dayi waved his hand and refused. "If I really quit, I'll definitely get depression."
Liu Yibo, who had not spoken much since the beginning, suddenly sighed and said, "I finally know why he came to Australia."
"Depression, of course." Meng Jianguo could not figure out what was wrong with Liu Yibo to ask such a question that everyone knew.
"What's deeper?" Liu Yibo continued to ask.
"Do you think you're doing literary work?" Meng Jianguo was even more confused about what Liu Yibo meant.
"Actually, the environment in China and abroad are still different." Liu Yibo stopped keeping him in suspense and continued, "In China, if you tell people that you have depression, how many people will believe you? Those who know you will think you're joking. Those who don't know you will think you're mentally ill.
Also, sometimes it's easy to be a weirdo to others when you speak and do things. If you continue to live in such an environment, you definitely won't be able to feel at ease … "
Meng Jianguo interrupted with a smile, "You won't interact with people abroad? Of course, there are fewer Australians, but you still have to interact with them, right … "
"That's why education has to be oriented towards modernization, the world, and the future. At least, the vision of China's people has to be almost in line with the developed countries." Hu Dayi joked, "Even a person like you doesn't know what depression is. Your lack of psychological knowledge is terrifying, let alone others!
In developed countries, I dare not say that most people can understand people with mental illnesses, but at least some people can understand and will probably respect them a little. This is very difficult in China. It's already good enough that they don't laugh at you. They might even think that you have nothing better to do and are letting your imagination run wild. "
"That's true." Li He agreed.
He then thought that this might be the reason why some people chose to go abroad.
Of course, if there was a chance to go abroad, no matter what the reason was, most people would still choose to go abroad, even if China's economy was booming and the Chinese were about to enter the 21st century.
Those who couldn't get out were not because they didn't want to, but because they were trapped.
Choice?
There was no choice at all.
Only elites had the right to choose.
Everyone then talked about the orphan and the widow. Meng Jianguo blamed himself and said, "Old Mu and I stayed in school to teach after graduating in 1980. At that time, you were still students, and he and I were already living in the single dormitory. We got along the best.
Even after both of us left school, we still worked together, and I was the one who spent the most time with him. But, sigh, he really told me that he had depression. At that time, I really laughed at him, but he didn't mention it anymore. "
After saying that, he patted his head in annoyance.
Everyone comforted him one after another. On the surface, this matter was not his fault, but he was not the only one who was ignorant.
"Unknowingly, we've known each other for 17 years." Meng Jianguo sighed and hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I know him very well. He's a very responsible person. I don't believe that he would leave so suddenly and not make arrangements for his wife and son."
Li He asked, "What do you mean?"
"At least leave a word or something, right?" Meng Jianguo said.
"I've finished reading the notebook." Li He continued, "The last page was left by him before he died. It's considered a will, right? How can it be called no word or anything? "
"The diary we're looking at now is just one of his many. He's a bag of books. He used to write thousands of words every day. In the 17 years we've known each other, he only missed one day, and it was the day his wife gave birth. He didn't have the time to write," Meng Jianguo saw that everyone still did not understand, so he said anxiously, "He suddenly left, how could he leave only one or two lines?"
"The only possibility is that he left it somewhere else." Li He suddenly realized.
Meng Jianguo said, "Maybe, there really is a will, but Yang Ling didn't take it out."
"You're suspecting Miss Yang …" Qi Hua showed a shocked expression.
"Shut your stinky mouth." Li He said angrily.
Qi Hua saw everyone's eyes looking at him, and suspected that he had said something he should not have said, but he was not finished yet!
Well, his expression, perhaps, told everyone what he was going to say.
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