In a city with a huge gap between the rich and the poor, such as Guodu, one street away is a luxury rich area.
The problem of local eating habits is that most restaurants here only sell fried things, and all kinds of fried potatoes are the most affordable food except for fried pancakes. Potato chips, chips, sauced, salt and pepper are OK occasionally, but if you eat too much, it will be very greasy. In addition, there are all kinds of fried chicken, bread and so on are rare.
The price of the capital is very high. A portion of fried chicken, a portion of French fries and a drink will cost 50 yuan.
What's the concept of fifty yuan? A family of three in a slum can lose ten yuan a day. It's all luxury.
Fifty yuan is enough to pay a month's rent for a shabby wooden shed in the slum, and fifty yuan is enough to pay for little Bernie's semester.
There are also restaurants like Chinese food, French food and Japanese food in the capital of China, but the price is very high. Tang wanwan used to patronize when he was shopping before. An ordinary fried dish costs 70 or 80 yuan, and soup staple food can't get 50 yuan.
Fortunately, in the canteen of Bruce college, taking into account the taste of international students, the dishes can be more complete.
After a turn, Tang wanwan and Mingkun finally bought chicken, chips and drinks.
Considering that there are many children in the trusteeship station, they specially bought more.
After going back, it was exactly the same as before when they drank milk powder. The children seemed to have some treasure, and they were not willing to swallow it for half a day.
Little Bernie only took a small bite and put the fried chicken back in his pocket.
Needless to say, Tang wanwan also guessed that he wanted to take it back and give it to his mother.
……
Next time, Mingkun goes to contact Abel, and Tang wanwan stays in the trusteeship station temporarily.
She also likes the feeling of helping in the trusteeship station. Because she has to look after the children, it's hard to work. Few of the people who sign up here are as delicate as Xinxin.
Gao Shan is a very nice girl.
She and Tang wanwan, as well as the other six members of the volunteer work group, are divided into four groups according to the two person group, and come to the trusteeship station in turn.
After discussing the children's lunch, they privately decided to bring them something to eat every day when they go to take care of the children. They can do anything. Snacks, vegetables, fruits, milk, though meager, are within their power.
A few people, who are full of confidence, are ready to roll up their sleeves for a big fight and develop the trusteeship station well.
Can not expect, the second time to the hosting station, the public ushered in a sad news.
The baby, only a few months old, was frozen to death in swaddling last night.
The little baby's eyes were closed, and she was still shrinking before she died. Her lips were purple, and her brows were tightly wrinkled, showing a look of pain.
His mother was already crying.
She suffered a lot from AIDS. Her child is the only motivation for her to survive, but now, the child is gone
"Why didn't I die, why..."
She wailed, holding the child's small body tightly, hoping to leave the cruel and cold world with the child.
"Mom is sorry for you, son, mom is sorry for you..."
Seeing the scene of a woman's emotional collapse, Tang wanwan's ear, the child after drinking the milk powder, cracked his mouth and sent out a silver bell like laughter, still in his ear.
It's hard to believe that such a lovely child suddenly
The aunt who came to help next door told Tang wanwan and others that the temperature difference between day and night was very large. In addition, the walls of the house were built of iron plates, so there was no effect of heat preservation at all. It's OK during the day. At night, when the sun sets and the temperature drops suddenly, it's very cold in the room. It's not just this little baby. In the whole slum, there are often frail children who will freeze to death at night without their parents knowing.
The departure of the little guy made everyone feel heavy.
They also put away the last bit of trouble and began to seriously think about the next work.
……
On the other hand, Jiao Yang, who also heard the news of his child's death, breathed heavily.
"I'm flying early Saturday morning. You are now ready to collect the questions and send them to my email
Pause for a moment, and then followed by a way, "and you said that what recruitment thing, also accounting for the cost, send it to me. I'll have a talk with Uncle Yan when I have dinner with him tomorrow evening. "
"Well, OK, no problem."
Over there, Mingkun answers.
"Brother Yang, look, do I look good in this suit?"
Behind him, Yan Xiaoshu's voice came.
Jiaoyang a cluster of eyebrows, followed by the voice down a few minutes, "well, I have something to do here, first like this."
Then, hang up and turn back.Yan Xiaoshu, who is wearing a snow-green dress, has come here with a skirt.
See Jiao Yang is recycling mobile phone, mouth a pout, showing an unhappy expression.
"Do you have to go shopping with me like this? You've answered several phone calls all the way..."
Suffering is not as good, but he is really busy. If Yan Xiaoshu hadn't bothered him for several days, he would not have wasted the morning shopping with her. Moreover, looking at her posture, I don't know how long it will take
Jiao Yang has long wanted to run away, but Yan Xiaoshu's mouth is flat and his big eyes are blinking. Tears rush up at the sight of him. Where does Jiao Yang dare to mention the matter of leaving? He's in a hurry to appease him.
"No, it's the phone from the company. Your dress is good and pretty."
Yan Xiaoshu's attention was diverted.
She wriggled back and forth, a happy face, "right? I think it looks good, too. "
Then he turned around and looked at the waiter behind him. "Give me the light green one again. I'll have a try. Wrap this one up for me. I'll take it."
I said I wanted to buy a skirt for the birthday party, but it was all wrapped up. How could I try it
Jiao Yang's heart is full of anxiety. It's terrible to make the little princess unhappy, and it's hard to say anything. He just silently takes out his cell phone, looks at it for a while, and then puts it back in his pocket.
Now his company relies on the strong support of Uncle Yan and aunt Yan. He is full of gratitude for the Yan family. Therefore, he tries his best to meet some of Yan Xiaoshu's modest requirements.
It's just that some time ago, because of business, he delayed his trip to country B. now when the trusteeship station is in urgent need, he is really worried.
If it wasn't for Yan Xiaoshu's promise to leave after his birthday, he would have been eager to leave.
A few minutes later, Yan Xiaoshu changed her skirt and came happily.
"And this one? How does this look? "