The security officer standing next to him couldn't stand it anymore, "Mr. Cheng, you don't care, he's like that! He will still come next time, he just wants money and doesn't want to die, as long as you can't kill him, he promises to find a way to come in again." Just let him cry to his heart's content. ”

"What about his parents?

"It's okay that he doesn't have parents, they all say that they are here to collect debts when they give birth to babies, but he is to repay debts. Their family is famous in our town, I heard that his father has killed people and run away in the past few years, and he owes a butt of loan sharks, and his brother also let his father kill him, and her mother is sick again, and she has to take medicine every day, and she can't work. The loan shark came every day, and no one dared to lend money to his family, so he ran out to make money! He also blamed the poor one, other children are all in school at this age! And what about him...... So Mr. Cheng, this... Site Safety Issues... If you can, don't react to the company!" the security officer begged bitterly, he didn't want to lose his job because someone else.

"It's quite pitiful, then ...... ** is not helped?" said the middle-aged and elderly man.

"** There are not many subsidies for officials, and those who chase usury will be empty as soon as they come. The village won't allow them to buy houses, or they won't even have a place to live!" the security officer said indignantly.

And the child was groaning and crying, and the middle-aged and elderly man stared at him tightly, and an idea was born in his heart. He took it down, took the shocking little hands with both hands, and looked at it distressedly.

"Kid, my name is Cheng Mou, what's your name?" he was Chen Mou 18 years ago.

The child's crying stopped abruptly, and for the first time someone was willing to talk to him like that. He was a little shocked and looked at Chen Mou silently.

"The boy doesn't flick if he has tears, I'll tell my uncle to give you back the jar, okay? But you can't come in here in the future, because the worker's uncle is still building a house here, and it's very dangerous here. Cheng Mou took the sack next to the security officer who had already stood up and handed it to the child.

"Thank you, grandpa. The shock in the child's eyes was gone in a blink of an eye, she just thought that the person before her would be different, but it was all the same. She took the bag and slowly dragged it away.

She came to the place where the rags were collected, and the other party was a kind old grandfather, "Little Er, are you changing eggs again today!"

"Grandpa Zhang, can you give me a little more today! I may not be able to go to the construction site to pick up cans in the future." The child said politely. It turned out that she was Ling Fang.

The old man took the sack in Xiao Ling's hand and said, "Okay." It doesn't matter, you can also come to grandpa's house more often in the future. ”

Then he handed her a bag of eggs, 2 steamed buns and 2 yuan.

"Thank you, thank you grandpa. Xiao Lingfang hurriedly bowed and took the eggs, steamed buns and precious 2 yuan and answered happily, and then turned around and left. And the old man was still watching her departing back.

"Are you crazy, are a few bottles worth a few eggs? The other old woman under the curtain finally couldn't hold back.

"That's enough, it's not like you don't know what's going on in her family. You don't know how good A-Ying was to you before. Now that his family is in the middle of the road, he can't help much, but he can't watch her starve to death!" the old man sighed.

"Alas, yes, before the change, Xiao Er was so good-looking, he looked smart, and his long hair was white and tender, but now, he bought his hair for money, black and thin. Alas, what a sadist!" the old woman's anger suddenly faded, and her eyes were full of pity.

The child dragged his tired body back to the broken home, and looked at the pile of bricks next to the old house, and then stood motionless for a moment before turning and opening the tattered door.

"Xiao Er, are you back?" came the voice ......of a middle-aged woman.

"Mom, I brought steamed buns. Xiao Ling walked into the room quickly, and there was only a bed and a small stool left in the humble room.