The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 1550 Inferior people!

There are special seats for pregnant women and special seats for the disabled on the bus. At this time, there are people sitting in these two seats, but those who sit in the special seats for pregnant women are not pregnant women, and those who sit in the special seats for disabled people are not disabled.

The person sitting on the special seat for the disabled is a young and strong young man, dressed in a foreign style, with sound limbs, no fault can be seen, and in fact there is no fault, but he is sitting on the table for the disabled.

Wang Yue was respectful, and very politely said to the healthy young man sitting on the seat for the disabled: "Hello, friend."

Wang Yue patted the lame man's shoulder lightly, and continued: "His legs are not very good, he has been standing, and his body can't bear it, can you give up his position?"

The seat for the disabled was not reserved for the healthy young man. Wang Yue could let him get up directly, but Wang Yue didn't. He discussed it with the healthy young man in a low profile.

Before the healthy young man spoke, the lame man whispered to Wang Yue, "It's okay, I can just stand, I don't need to sit, I'm used to it, it's fine."

The cripple spoke very softly. He knew that the people on the bus would not welcome him, but he had to go from the east to the west of Qinghe Town, and the distance was too far, so he mustered up the courage to get on the bus.

He put in coins and stood upright, but many people still disliked him in the car.

He also didn't want his body to be dirty, he was lame and a beggar, he had no money to buy new clothes, no money to clean himself up, it was already very difficult to be alive.

Who doesn't want to be clean and tidy.

But there is no way.

The healthy young man glared at Wang Yue: "I want you to mind your own business, but I just won't let you, you force me to let you!"

Wang Yue did not force the healthy young man to give up his seat. Although the healthy young man should not sit in the seat reserved for the disabled, giving up his seat is a matter of freedom, and Wang Yue does not have the right to ask others to give up his seat.

"Put your arms on my shoulders, and I'll support you." Wang Yue not only said that, but also did so. He didn't care about the dirty clothes of the lame man, put his arms on his shoulders, and supported the lame man with his body.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The cripple kept saying thank you to Wang Yue, and every time he said that, the corners of his eyes became moist.

After a while, someone got out of the car and a seat was vacant.

That empty seat is next to the cripple.

Wang Yue said to the lame man, "Go and sit down."

The cripple shook his head. He had sat on it once before, because he was dirty, and everyone said that he dirty the chair or something.

"It's okay, go and sit down. If you're worried about getting your seat dirty, we'll wipe it clean when you get off." Wang Yue said.

Wang Yue also experienced the life of a disabled person. At that time, his hands were disabled.

Once when he took a bus, an uncle saw that his hands were disabled and he couldn't hold the handrails, so he gave up his seat for him.

Wang Yue kept that matter in mind.

So there is Wang Yue helping the lame today.

Under Wang Yue's persuasion, the cripple mustered up his courage and sat down in his seat.

Just approaching, before he sat down, the girl next to the empty seat put her handbag on the empty seat.

Seeing this, the cripple immediately stood back beside Wang Yue, shrank his head, and didn't say a word.

Wang Yue frowned, and said to the pretty girl who was dressed fashionable but occupied the seat with her handbag: "Please take your handbag away."

The girl occupying the seat lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, as if she didn't hear what Wang Yue said.

"Please remove your handbag. You are occupying a seat. If you don't remove it, I will have to help you." Wang Yue said.

The seat-occupied girl glared at Wang Yue: "Who are you, meddle in your business, I just occupy the seat, I can control it."

"I can take care of you illegally occupying a seat." Wang Yue said.

The cripple gently tugged on Wang Yue's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to sit, I can just stand, thank you, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he said to the seat occupant: "I won't sit, I won't sit, I'm sorry, don't be angry."

"Bah! Stay away from me, and you don't even look at your virtue, you stinky beggar, stinky lame, what qualifications do you have to talk to me? Do you know who are the ones who are qualified to talk to Miss Ben? Tell you like this Say, the car you drive is at least 20!"

"Do you have it? Don't say you don't have a car, you even lack a leg!" said the seat-occupier fiercely.

The cripple lowered his head, tears falling to the ground drop by drop.

Does he want to be lame?

He did not want!

"Sensible, hurry up and get out of the car. The smell on your body makes me faint. Before getting in the car, you don't even look at who you are. You are an inferior person. You are only worthy of walking. What right do you have to take the bus?"

The occupant of the seat pointed at the lame man, and accidentally dropped the ring from her hand.

The cripple bent down to help her pick it up.

The seat occupant kicked the cripple's hand and scolded: "You dare to touch my old lady's things, you want to die, do you know how expensive my ring is, you sold yourself, you can't even afford it. "

"I want to pick it up for you," said the lame man.

"You are also worthy to help me pick up things. You don't even look at your virtue. You don't even have the right to touch a dog raised by this lady. You are inferior and crippled. You have no value in this world. It will only pollute the air, if I were you, I would have died a long time ago." said the woman occupying the seat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The cripple apologized quickly.

"I'm sorry, it's useless. You can't even say it. Can you stop me from smelling your stink? Stay away from me. I feel like vomiting when I see you. People nowadays really don't want it anymore. face, I don’t know my own value, a dead cripple wants to take the bus and deserves to talk to me, what’s even more ridiculous is that he wants to sit next to me.” The seat occupant sneered.

The cripple stopped talking. He squatted on the ground, buried his head between his knees, his body trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was crying.

A man bleeds but does not shed tears, but to be able to make a man shed tears is how wronged he has suffered.

"Why are you crying, you cripple? You want to win sympathy. Let me tell you, Miss Ben doesn't like you. Even if you cry to death, don't even think about sitting next to me, cripple, inferior person."

"Do you know how much the necklace I'm wearing is?"

"Do you know how much the bracelet I'm wearing is?"

"Do you know how much the clothes I wear cost?"

"You can't afford anything in my life."

"You stinking trash, cripple!"

"If I were you, I would jump off this car and die."

The cripple did not cry, but his tears grew bigger and bigger.

Every word of the woman occupying the seat was like a small knife, cutting his heart fiercely.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The cripple cried.

"Stinky cripple." The occupant kicked the cripple, "Go to hell."

The seat occupant kicked the cripple to the ground.

Seeing the cripple fell to the ground, the seat occupant smiled triumphantly, as if she had won a battle.

(End of this chapter)