"This is where you live, old man?"

Liu Qingqing asked with tears in her eyes.

I have been watching TV to see how hard the living conditions of children in poor areas are. At that time, Liu Qingqing always felt that the TV was exaggerating. How could there be such poor people in a country like China?

Now seeing the old man's residence, Liu Qingqing's TV report is no exaggeration. Compared with the environment here, the children in poor areas are still happy. At least they don't have to live near such a filthy garbage dump.

"Old man, where do you cook?"

Liu Qingqing looked for a long time, did not see the cooking tools, can not help but ask.

"In the room on the side, there used to be several families living here. Now they have all moved away. These vacant houses have been given to me."

The old man said with a smile, although in other people's eyes, these rooms are very broken and rotten, and even give them to others, but in the old man's eyes, these houses are their own wealth.

The old people will pile up the useful rubbish they pick up every day in those rooms. In that case, the foreign mobile rag pickers will not take away the useful things they have picked out. If they put them out casually and are taken away by others, you will have nothing to say.

Garbage collectors, after all, are not petty thieves. They don't open the house and take away the contents just because the old people's houses are dilapidated.

They will only take away the things that can be sold outside the house when no one is around, instead of stealing things. Every industry has its own rules, even for picking up junk.

The old man said indifferently that he was still a little satisfied with his present life. In other people's opinion, the environment here is very poor. However, for the old man who has lived here for ten years, he has got used to it and become accustomed to it naturally, so he doesn't feel bad.

"If the environment is a little worse, you can sit at will."

When the old man saw that both ye Rongrong and his wife were standing, he quickly invited them to sit down.

"It's OK. We'll find a place to sit by ourselves."

Ye Rongrong said.

"Old man, where's your granddaughter?"

Liu Qingqing asked.

After all, today is Saturday, and most junior high school students don't go to school.

"It should be in the dump."

Said the old man.

Every day after school or on holiday, her granddaughter would go to the dump to pick up junk.

In the past, the old people also went to pick up rags, but their health has been much worse in the past two years. They can't bend down to pick up rags for a long time, and they can't do that hard work.

Because there was really no way, the old man went out to beg.

"Oh."

Liu Qingqing nodded and said nothing more.

It was Liu Qingqing who felt confused and didn't know what to say.

Anyway, I feel very uncomfortable.

"Granny, are you back?"

About ten minutes later, a tender voice came from outside the room.

"My granddaughter is back."

The old man said to Ye Rongrong and his wife happily and walked out of the house happily.

For the old man, the granddaughter is the most important person in her life.

Ye Guangrong and Liu Qingqing also follow the old man out of the house.

I saw a 13-year-old or 4-year-old girl outside the house, humming and singing songs that only she could hear.

Wearing a light green school uniform, trousers covered with mud, shoes can not see what color, face is not dirty, facial features can be recognized clearly, is a very beautiful and lovely girl.

Holding a dirty woven bag in one hand, which is full of plastic bottles and cartons, these things can be sold for money.

Although she doesn't look very swollen, when her hands are covered with black soil, she looks like an African child.

The thin and weak body is particularly pitiful in the rustling autumn wind, and the eyes are wary of looking at Ye Rongrong and his wife.

"Vivi, you're back."

When the old man saw his granddaughter coming back, he welcomed her happily.

In the old man's heart, her granddaughter is the most important person, and the happiest thing is to see her granddaughter every day.

The old man was really worried that once he closed his eyes, he would never wake up and see his granddaughter again.

"Grandma, there are a lot of plastic bottles in the garbage today. I picked up one bag in an hour. Today I have picked up five bags."

He Yuwei said to her grandmother happily.

At seven o'clock in the morning, I went to the garbage dump to pick up junk. Now, I have picked up five bags of plastic bottles before twelve o'clock and five hours later. It's really good. You know, in general, it's very good to pick up two or three bags of plastic bottles in one morning.

According to he Yuwei's experience, these five bags of plastic bottles can be exchanged for 70 or 80 yuan, which is a good income."You are in the third year of junior high school. Study more and don't pick up junk."

The old man touched his granddaughter's head painfully and said.

Had it not been for his son's car accident, his precious granddaughter would not have suffered. She would have gone to pick up junk after school every day.

"Well, grandma, don't worry, I won't fall behind in my study."

He Yuwei said to his grandmother.

But her eyes looked at Ye Rongrong and his wife with some vigilance.

Because her parents died early, and with her old grandmother, he Yuwei learned to be in charge of the family very early, and also knew how to protect herself and her old grandmother. He Yuwei was wary of strangers.

After all, in this world, there are many good people and many bad people.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not a bad person."

Ye Rongrong looked at the little girl with some depression and said.

Do you look like a bad guy?

"Wei Wei, they are all kind-hearted people. They say they want to read for you?"

The old man said to his granddaughter.

"Is it?"

He Yuwei or vigilantly looking at Ye Rongrong said.

After all, this man is the tallest, burly and ferocious.

"Little sister, we are not bad people. We really want to help you."

Liu Qingqing looks at he Yuwei and says.

Looking at the little girl, Liu Qingqing couldn't help thinking of her 13 or 4 years old. At that time, she lived like a princess. But what about the little girl?

When she was young, she had to pick up junk to supplement her family. Compared with her, Liu Qingqing felt that she was full of happiness.

When I was a child, before I got married, my parents treated me like "Baoyu" and took good care of myself.

When I grow up and get married, my husband keeps out the wind and rain for me, and holds up a beautiful sky for me.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingqing takes a happy look at Ye Rongrong.

This is my life's patron saint, is my life's husband.

"Is it?"

He Yuwei believes Liu Qingqing's words. After all, such a beautiful woman should not be a bad person.

Looking at the Audi 7 parked next to her home, he Yuwei was a little relieved.

These two people should be very rich people, there is no need to cheat themselves.

"Well, we're interested in funding you through college."

Ye Rongrong said.

"I don't go to college!"

He Yuwei shook her head and said.

Even he Yuwei thought that she would stop studying after graduating from junior high school and find a job to earn money to support her grandmother.

His grandmother is so old, he Yuwei really does not trust her to beg outside.

I don't want my grandmother begging outside.

He Yuwei wants to earn money to support her grandmother, so that she can spend her old age like her old man.

"What are you talking about? Let's read books. Don't make Grandma angry."

The old man glared at his granddaughter and said.

Of course, the old man knows what his granddaughter thinks.

I don't want to study. I want to drop out of school to earn money. I've told my granddaughter this idea several times.

The old man just refused. Although the parents of the child had left, as long as she was still breathing, she would support her granddaughter to study.

No money, he can put down his face to borrow, to beg, but never let his granddaughter out of school.

What the old man worried most was that if he left, who would take care of his miserable granddaughter.

So the old man did not dare to die or fall ill.

This time, the two young couples are willing to help their granddaughter finish college, which gives the old man hope.

There are still many good people in the world.

"Oh

He Yuwei doesn't dare to make her grandmother angry. Her grandmother is so old, but she can't be angry, otherwise it's bad for her health.

He Yuwei doesn't want to, and doesn't want to lose the only close relative in this world.

"Wash your hands. The guests are here today. Make more dishes."

The old man said to he Yuwei.

"Oh."

The girl frowned.

There is no food at home. How can these two rich people eat at home!

"Have lunch with me at noon?"

The old man said to Ye Rongrong and his wife.

"Good!"

Ye Guangrong nodded and said.

Although it's near the garbage dump and stinky, it's also very simple. Ye Rongrong also knows that his wife has some problems with cleanliness.

However, the old man invited himself to eat here. Out of respect for the old man, ye Guangrong chose to eat here.

Ye Guangrong believes that his wife will choose the same way."Sit in the room, two of you."

The old man asked Ye Guangrong to come and sit in the room. After all, the outside is full of rags. It's very dirty and messy. It's not suitable for guests to stay.

"Old man, you call me glory. This is my wife Liu Qingqing."

Entering the room, ye Rongrong introduced the old man.

"Thank you. You are all kind-hearted people. My granddaughter's name is he Yuwei, and my name is Ma Yuhong."

The old man introduced himself.

"I'll call you granny ma."

Liu Qingqing said to the old man.

"Are you really willing to donate my granddaughter to college?"

The old man looked at Ye Rongrong and asked.

This is what the old man cares about most. After all, he has lived for such a long time. Besides his granddaughter, he has nothing to worry about.

The old man is most worried about his granddaughter. The old man has been waiting for a kind person to help his granddaughter.

After all, I'm almost 80 years old, and I don't have many years to live, and I can't get sick. Once I get sick, I can never get up again.

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