Chapter 2: Grassroots Super Man

  Ren Xiao Yao is a "super boy", this super boy isn't a "super junior", but rather he was born in violation of the national family planning policy, an extra birth.

  His mother died of dystocia at his birth.

  At the age of three, his father died in a coal mine accident. His four older sisters also left him one after another due to illness. He still clearly remembers that when he was twelve years old, his eldest sister took him out to beg for food and was bitten by a mad dog, which led to infection and complications. Before she died, she told him: "Brother, remember your name is Ren Xiao Yao, your parents gave you this name so that you can live a happy and carefree life in the future, don't be like them who worked hard all their lives, live freely and happily..."

  At this time, he lay alone on his "bed" under the big bridge in the suburbs of A city, gnawing at a piece of bread that had already become moldy. The so-called bed was actually just a wooden board he had taken from a construction site and covered with a few sheets of newspaper.

  Munching on bread, he stretched out his wrist and glanced at the electronic watch he had picked up, muttering to himself: "One more hour, just one more hour and I can go pick up some trash!" Then he stretched again and found a more comfortable position to lie down.

  He soon fell fast asleep.

  Ren Xiao Yao saw a beautiful woman walking towards him, her steps were light and airy, her eyes were full of emotions. As a virgin, Ren Xiao Yao thought to himself: It would be great if I could have physical contact with this beauty just once.

  Ren Xiao Yao was indeed daydreaming, but the woman actually walked towards the bridge hole, what's even more deadly is that she seemed to have not noticed Ren Xiao Yao's existence at all, and it seemed like she had an emergency.

  She walked quickly to the edge of the bridge pier, about five or six meters away from Ren Xiao Yao, and squatted down with her back to him, lightly lifting her skirt.

  In the flash of white light, Ren Xiao saw a plump buttocks in front of him for a moment, and in the whiteness he saw a black red streak, followed by the sound of "hiss" water...

  Ren Xiao Yao gazed at that enticing beautiful buttocks, feeling his breathing becoming slightly difficult, heart beating suddenly accelerating, little brother immediately changed from being slightly limp to standing upright, as if wanting...

  "Hoo—" Amidst the long, mournful blast of a whistle, a dump truck loaded with construction waste came rumbling over.

  Ran Xiang suddenly woke up from his beautiful dream, as if he had been scalded, and bounced up from the "bed". At this time, he felt a wet slip in his pants. Shit! How did I have a nocturnal emission again!

  Ran Xiangyao muttered to himself, took out a handkerchief and wiped his crotch, then ran towards the dump truck like flying.

  But it was too late, twenty or thirty scavengers rushed over as soon as the garbage was unloaded from the truck and started rummaging through it with loud shouts.

  Xiang Xiang squeezed through the crowd, relying on his agility to quickly pick up several steel bars, and then happily emerged from the crowd.

  Xiang Xiangyao happily hugged the steel bars and headed to his "home" under the bridge, while thinking: "These steel bars, mineral water bottles, plastic bags, and beer bottles he picked up a few days ago should be able to sell for a good price, enough for him to buy a pair of shoes and a set of seasonal clothes."

  "Old thing, go beg for food elsewhere, we don't entertain beggars here, get out!" A burst of curses came from a distance.

  Then a white-bearded old man in his seventies or eighties was carried out of a large hotel by two young men with shaved heads and thrown onto the street.

  "Ouch!" The old man's head hit the ground hard, letting out a pained cry.

  Rong Xiao Yao, who usually turns a blind eye to the misfortunes of others, somehow got afflicted with an unknown illness or stirred up some nerve today, and unexpectedly ran over to help, even going so far as to lift the old man up in a rather mysterious manner.

  Then he sternly said to those two punk-like men: "Hey, do you have any sympathy? Do you know what it means to respect the elderly and honor the virtuous? It's really..."

  Ran Xiangyang was about to continue scolding the two men when he saw them walking towards him. "You little brat, are you tired of living? Are you looking for a fight? Old Two, beat him up!"

  One of the tall and strong men rushed towards Ren Xiao Yao, shouting loudly. The thin and small Ren Xiao Yao was no match for the two tall and strong men, and in an instant, he was beaten by their fists until his face was bruised and swollen, with blood flowing from his nose and mouth...

  "Stop it, stop it, if you hit again, someone will die! If you want to hit, hit the old man instead!" The old man shouted while using his body to block the punches for Ren Xiao Yao.

  "Hey old man, don't think I'm afraid of you, get out of here!" One of the punk kids threw a punch and sent the old man flying.

  The old man let out an "alas" and fell to the ground motionless!

  One of the men with a shaved head felt something was off and cursed loudly: "Pretend to be dead, you two just pretend to be dead. Don't let me see you again, or else I'll beat you up every time I see you! Let's go, big brother!" After that, the two of them left.

  Such a big thing happened on the street, but no one called the police, and no one intervened. Everyone just stood by indifferently watching the commotion. Ren Xiao Yao had already lost hope for this world. He got up, picked up the dying old man, and stumbled towards his home - a bridge cave that could only keep out the rain but not the wind. His silhouette was so desolate...