When facing a beggar, would you judge the authenticity?

As the New Year approaches, the weather becomes colder and colder. Coupled with the invasion of smog, many people just want to stay at home and don't go out if they can. I also adhere to this principle and basically don’t go out unless I have nothing to do. The haze has gradually become serious in the past two days. Sitting in front of the window, my thoughts flew to that hazy day.

A friend came to Jinan that day. I drove to the train station to pick him up. When I left home early in the morning, I was shocked by the heavy fog. The visibility was probably less than ten meters. There was nothing I could do. Although my friend arrived at Jinan Station after ten o'clock, on such a day, who knew how long it would take to get there, which usually takes more than 40 minutes, so he had to drive out early in the morning. Sure enough, after driving for nearly an hour, I slowly arrived at the train station. After parking the car, I put on my mask and walked to the train station in full gear.

Perhaps because the New Year is approaching, tourists from all over the country are embarking on their journey home one after another. The train station is bustling with people, mostly people with large and small bags walking through the crowd. At this time, God was not kind to me, and it started to rain lightly. I tightened my jacket tightly, lowered my head, and continued walking while scrolling through the information on my WeChat Moments. But when I was approaching the exit, a dark shadow flashed in my peripheral vision. I couldn't help but turn around and saw that it was an old man. There was a huge contrast between her clothes and the surrounding environment, and she was so dirty. The hazy and rainy day was a bit suitable. Although the white hair on her head was a little messy by the wind, it could still be seen that it had been carefully gathered. She was sitting on the ground, and it looked like she was begging. What surprised me even more was that I saw a thin child lying in the old man's arms, but with a pair of clear and clever eyes, which was unforgettable. An old umbrella was held next to the child, barely shielding the two of them from the cold wind.

Perhaps I had read too many reports about beggars becoming rich, so my instinctive reaction was to ignore it. I glanced at the umbrella that was swaying in the cold wind from the corner of my eye, and I subconsciously pulled up the zipper of my cotton coat. , like many passers-by in a hurry, walked by expressionlessly. But after walking out a few meters, I suddenly remembered that I had seen a similar scene when I just graduated from college, and I couldn't help but turn my head again and glance at the child tightly wrapped in the old man's arms. I thought to myself: Could that be a kidnapped child? Thinking of the scene I had seen before, I hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to turn around and take a look.

When I just graduated from college, it was summer, and under the scorching sun, I was traveling alone among the companies where I was interviewing, and I once met a middle-aged woman begging with a child in her arms. At that time, the child fell asleep in the bright sun. Perhaps in order to win more sympathy, the middle-aged woman put the child in the hot sun. The child's young face turned red from the sun. Although she was a little confused as to why the mother was so cruel, He actually exposed his child like this, but it really left a deep impression on me. Later, when I got married and had a child, when I recalled that detail, I could say with certainty: "That child definitely did not belong to that middle-aged woman." As parents, in order to survive, we can give up our dignity, maybe she is in She has no choice but to use her child as a begging tool, but whenever she has the ability to protect her child from the wind and rain, she will try her best to do so instead of putting her child in such a dangerous environment. I didn't have the ability to help them at that time and turned a blind eye like I do today. If a child was abducted at that time, it was because of our ignorance that the crime continued. I once fell deeply into self-blame.

Today, when I saw the clear eyes of that child, I suddenly remembered that summer many years ago, so I went back with a trace of doubt.

The old man seemed to notice my hesitation, so he rummaged around in his arms for a while, and with his old and trembling hands, he took out a disability certificate and a certificate from the village committee. She said: "This disability certificate belongs to my wife. My daughter-in-law ran away because the family was poor. My son went to work and there has been no news, leaving a granddaughter who is more than 3 years old to depend on each other. We, the old couple, really have no ability to support the family. , I had no choice but to come out to beg." As he spoke, his cloudy eyes gradually became filled with moisture. This was not enough to move me. I thought: the disability certificate might be fake, because this is a common trick used by scammers. The certificate written by the village committee was also very simple. It just stated that she was a villager in this village, without specifying it. Her family situation. Just when I was hesitating, a cold wind suddenly blew up. Although the wind was not strong, it blew the broken umbrella aside. The child's grandmother crawled and pulled the umbrella back, looking panicked and anxious, and murmured: "This is it." The umbrella was given by a kindhearted person, but it can't be blown away, and the girl can't be frozen." Then she held the child tightly in her arms. So I can be sure that I am too worried and they are really in trouble. If you still think about not freezing your child under such circumstances, you are definitely not as cruel as the middle-aged women back then.

The old man didn't speak, he just hugged the child tighter, leaving only the child's bright eyes looking at me, clean and clear, spotless. I rummaged through my pockets, because I was in a hurry to go out in the morning, so I only had 50 yuan in my pocket, one with 10 yuan, and two with 20 yuan. I put the money into the old man's hand, but the old man shed tears and said: "Thank you, kindhearted person, this is too much, one piece is enough." I left a piece of 10 yuan. He returned the two 20 pieces to me. The old man's behavior moved me. We pushed the 40 yuan back and forth in the cold wind. Finally, I put the money into the little girl's hand. The little girl took out her wallet from her grandma's arms, carefully put the money into the wallet, and opened it. The moment I checked the wallet, I saw that it was full of change, the largest one being 5 yuan. After the child put down the money, he smiled shyly at me, which actually made my heart hurt. He was obviously the most worry-free age, but now he was enduring this. The old man said: "This child is very smart. We came out to beg just to have enough to eat and maybe save some money to send our children to kindergarten in the future." Having food to eat and education are the most basic things. Life requires it, but it is a luxury for them.

My move attracted many people to stop and watch. A girl bought a bag of candy and put it in the little girl's arms. Some kind-hearted people took out their change and put it in the bowl in front of the old man. I see that in the eyes of others, there is no longer indifference or disgust, but compassion and kindness.

When I was sending my friends off, I came to the train station again and subconsciously looked for the begging old man and the clever child, but unfortunately I couldn't find them. Maybe I would never see them again, but it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is whether the remaining compassion in our hearts has begun to awaken. People's hearts are made of flesh, and people are born kind. However, the reason why people nowadays are indifferent or even heartless is mostly because they have been deceived too many times, and a self-protection net has been formed in their hearts to tightly bind their kindness. Wrapped up in the ground, just for fear of getting hurt again. We can never eliminate deception, but please don’t give up our kindness and always believe that there are still many good people in the world.