As Zhuo fan's taxi left, a seven or eight year old girl swaggered out of the Global Institute of medicine.
The little girl is also holding a trolley case of Mickey Mouse in her hand. She also reaches for a taxi and moves the case into the car with great difficulty and goes away.
Du Qixuan sat in the car, looking at the car in the reversing mirror, which was not far away, not near, and couldn't get rid of all the time. He raised a nice smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Uncle, please turn around and take me to Baili street!"
"Baili street?" The driver looked at him and said, "little friend, Baili street is close to the railway station, where the personnel are complicated. Are you the only one to go?"
"Thank you for your concern. Someone is waiting for me there!"
"Good!" The driver immediately turned the car around.
Twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at Baili street. Du Qixuan paid for the taxi and dragged the trolley to the street.
Baili Street
The small commercial street beside the railway station is a collection of peddlers from all over the world, as well as many beggars and vagrants from the old, the weak and the disabled.
On the street, there are all kinds of handcart snacks.
On the street, there are lots of paper scraps, fruit peels, disposable bags and bamboo sticks. Hawkers are cheering and soliciting passers-by along the street.
Du Qixuan pulls the box, looks around and walks around!
When he came to a disabled beggar in the center of the street, he didn't know what to say to him. After a while, a dozen people gathered around him.
All these people are beggars and vagrants.
Du Qixuan sat cross legged in the middle.
The tramps sat around him in circles.
Du Qixuan opened the trolley case and took out a stack of hundred yuan bills from it. He counted and divided them.
Zhuo fan, who is not far away from here, is completely stupid. The child's back instigates These beggars?
No, it's impossible. These people must not be ordinary beggars.
Zhuo fan is busy and stares at not far away, but at this time Du Qixuan seemed to have divided the money, clapped his hands and stood up, looking at his direction like an arrow.
Zhuo fan a Zheng, hurriedly back body, this little boy is too terrible, he thought carefully, must report, from must not be found by him.
Zhuo fan thought so, hiding himself more carefully, and then He stuck his head out again!
"Give up some money, sir..." Suddenly, a dirty face appeared in front of him, and his dark hand almost reached his face.
"Give me something to eat, sir..."
"Sir, a good man deserves a good reward. Give something."
In the blink of an eye, the beggars who had been around Du Qixuan to make money surrounded Zhuo fan, and his dirty hands dragged his clean and expensive suit.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let's go!" Zhuo fan dodges around, and Shengsheng is forced back to the corner.
"Sir, have pity on us..."
"Go away!" There is no way to retreat. Zhuo fan pushes away the beggar fiercely, but when he rushes out of the corner, where is Du Qixuan's shadow?
Lost it? It's a great shame on him. He's so angry!
Zhuo fan punched the wall fiercely, glared at the beggars and ran around in the alleys and alleys of Baili street.
But Du Qixuan just like disappeared, never see his figure, Zhuo fan had to shrug his head to sit back before the taxi.
Baili street, corner alley, a humble toy store.
Du Qixuan has replaced the thin and short sportswear. He stands in front of the counter and silently looks at the shopkeeper helping him pack his toys.
"Uncle Ruan, pack all those remote control cars for me."
"Well, good!" The shopkeeper is over fifty years old. He is a tall man. He is ordinary but kind.
Du Qixuan met him by chance.
It was just a few days after they returned to Sucheng. Once Du Qixuan came to Sucheng by bus. When the bus passed through the street, he looked out of the window bored because of the traffic jam.
It turned out that four or five tramps and seven or eight children were robbing food.
Those children, the younger about four or five years old, the older is just like a teenager, they wear shabby thin, yellow face, hungry thin.
Although they are all eating in the dustbin, they are all children. Naturally, they can't rob the tramps who regard food as their life.
At this time, Du Qixuan saw that uncle Ruan called the children and gave them food.
Don't know why, Du Qixuan got out of the car, went to the toy store, silent looking at the children.
Later, he learned that these children were all orphans in an orphanage in Baili street. Since then, he has almost come every so often to give them food and play.
Uncle Ruan, the owner and mother Hao, the director of the orphanage, became good friends with him.After wrapping the toys, uncle Ruan greets his wife to go downstairs to see the shop, and then helps Du Qixuan send the toys to the orphanage.
The so-called orphanage is actually a dilapidated quadrangle.
The yard is not big. There are nine rooms, but there are forty or fifty orphans.
Some time ago, the government integrated these scattered orphanages into welfare homes with good conditions. Mother Hao also ran to seek help.
But in the end, because of the limited capacity of the welfare home and the priority of receiving disabled children, the orphanage of mother Hao was turned away.
The government's meagre subsidies are not enough to support so many children. Many teenage orphans come out early to sell breakfast with Hao's mother to make a living.
Dean Hao's mother is a kind-hearted person. Although it's hard to maintain the orphanage, she supports it.
"Wow, brother Christmas is here, brother Christmas is here!" A little girl is washing the vegetable leaves in the courtyard. When she looks up and sees Du Qixuan, she jumps up with excitement and cheers.
Almost for a moment, a large number of children poured out of the room. They jumped around Du Qixuan and tried their best to squeeze and hug him.
Du Qixuan's face, rare floating up a sincere smile.
He said, "be quiet, see what I've brought you!"
Uncle Ruan immediately poured out the toys in his pocket. When the children saw it, they immediately cheered again!
"Don't crowd, don't rob, everyone has a share, line up..." Uncle Ruan reminds me with a smile.
Mother Hao came out of the house wearing an apron. When she saw Du Qixuan, she wiped her hands and said with a smile, "Xuanxuan, come in quickly. I just made a Red Bean Bun, it's still hot."
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No cold, no pride, no indifference.
Du Qixuan, like the children here, agreed to trot with the past.
Hao's mother looked at him and said with a smile, "greedy cat, scald it. Eat slowly."
"Thank you, mom Hao. Last time you said It's going to be demolished here. You've taken a fancy to a piece of land in the east of the city. What about the land? "
While eating, Du Qixuan seemed to inquire unintentionally.
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