After returning to the room, Su Mu carefully hid the lottery ticket in the book he had just bought, then put it on the shelf, turned on the old radio station and sat at the desk, his heart couldn't help but beat violently, no matter what, the decision had been made, and now he just had to wait for the result.

The weather forecast came out from the old radio station, very pure English, and the strange radio program has not appeared again these days, Su Mu found the small book, and the interesting ideas he would hear from the radio at that time were all recorded in this small book, and re-read it, and felt more and more incredible.

For example, there is a laptop called "Yoga730", the host said that it is equipped with Intel's eighth-generation Core i7 processor, there are two versions of 13-inch and 15-inch, you can choose FHD or UHD screen according to your needs, up to 16GB of memory, up to 512GB or 1TB of storage, and also support the optional Active-Pen-2 stylus.

I didn't know what these data represented, but yesterday I read some books about computers in the library, and I realized that these data are simply terrifying, and you must know that the computer that I played with at Du Zhong's house yesterday only had a mere 128K memory.

This shows that Intel will be popular, those who sell memory will be popular, and laptops will also be popular, and it shows that you can also write things with a pen, as for where to write, Su Mu thinks it may be on the screen.

His imagination was rich, and now it was even richer, and he began to assume that the news really came from the future, and through the clues revealed between their words, he imagined what the future world would be like.

Su Mu's vision is not high, and until now, he has not understood the value of this fragmentary information......

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The New York Times once described "the dark side of Manhattan" as a place in Chinatown, just fifteen minutes from Wall Street, where residents live in a squalid and chaotic environment, and Los Angeles' Chinatown is no exception.

The compatriots on the other side of the Pacific Ocean are always imagining how comfortable and happy the Chinese people in the United States live, but unfortunately it is not as beautiful as they believe, and there are indeed many opportunities to make a fortune, but with reference to the huge number of Chinese, more people are still living in a state of dire straits.

The Su family is doing well, at least they have a house of their own, the geographical location is good, the area is large enough, many new immigrants can only live in small houses of a few square meters, and some families of four or five only live in dilapidated old houses of less than 50 square meters.

At the beginning, the Su family was also poor and white, Su Mu's great-grandfather had been living on the streets for a long time, and his grandfather Su had also experienced the hard days of not having enough to eat, with the current situation of their family, the standard of living in the Chinatown area was already considered to be middle and upper-class, although there was not much money in the pocket, but he was not worried about the lack of food and clothing, and the house was comfortable.

Not far from Su's house, several shops selling GD desserts were crowded with white people, who lined up for a long time just to buy an authentic "fried fried dump".

Farther away, a Chinese trade union is celebrating its 40th anniversary, with Chinese in suits and leather shoes parked on the side of the road in luxury cars such as Rolls-Royce and Mercedes......

On the 11th of August, there was a light rain in the sky, and the weather was rarely cool, Su Mu got up early as usual, washed and cleaned up, and planned to go to the convenience store to work, and there were two days left to end the part-time job early, the reason was that he was busy with school affairs next, and the enrollment time of private middle schools in the United States was generally arranged in the fall, Su Dingcai didn't want him to lose a lot because of a small loss, so he was ready to end in a month and a half.

Last month, the Su family got a windfall, but Su Mu's elders are still very busy, Chinese people like to think about life problems with a long-term vision, unlike white and black people who only care about the happiness of the moment, they are trying to earn the high tuition fees of Su Mu High School for the next few years, as well as the high tuition fees for college in the future, saving money every day, going out early and returning late, plus the summer heat, they have lost a lot of weight recently.

It may be due to the many disasters and difficulties in history, and the fear of poverty, the word "saving money" has been deeply imprinted in the blood of the Chinese people.

After eating mung bean porridge for breakfast, there was still the fragrance of salted duck eggs in her mouth, Su Mu saw an old lady of eighty or ninety years old when she went out, dragging the old body of Long Zhong and walking step by step, until she found a staircase, she sat down and shouted in a hoarse and tired voice: "Zongzi!

The sound was so small that only Su Mu could hear it.

In my memory, since I was very young, Aunt Lin was selling zongzi along the street like this, she was already very old at the beginning, her voice was louder than now, and now she looks even older.

In the twenties of this century, she came to Chinatown, and it didn't take long for her husband to fall ill and die, she had no children and no daughters, and lived alone in a dilapidated house on the street, living alone for decades, and she couldn't speak English at all, so she made a living by selling zongzi.

Su Dingcai grew up eating her zongzi, so did the old man Su, and Su Mu was even more so, the neighbors knew that she was pitiful, so even if she was tired of eating zongzi, she would help buy some, but the money she got was only enough to barely make ends meet, and it was impossible to live well.

Thinking of an old woman who was nearly ninety years old, she got up early in the morning every day to make zongzi, and laboriously carried them along the street to sell, even if she was already full, Su Mu still approached her, smiled and said, "Grandma Lin, bring me four zongzi!"

Hearing that someone wanted to buy zongzi, Old Lady Lin instantly came to her senses, slowly turned her head and looked at Su Mu with cloudy eyes, and said "Hey" in response.

After getting closer, he could smell the smell of the old man on her body, Su Mu didn't mind it, everyone has an old age, but they just felt that it was pitiful to come out to work at such an old age, and the old man who was lonely and helpless like her was very pitiful, and hoped that he could help them with something.

It suddenly occurred to her that she seemed to be able to help them, and she used to want to take the lawyer exam, but when she was bored, she took the time to read a few books on law, including articles on the welfare of the elderly, and when she held the rice dumplings with her trembling hands, she asked: "You are a citizen of the United States, right? Do you get benefits now? About a few hundred dollars a month, is there anyone to give you?"

Hearing these questions, the head didn't turn for a while, and the person's head was not enough, so he shook his head after a while and said, "How can it be, I used to say that I would give it, but then I didn't." ”

"No?" asked Su Mu with an eyebrow.

"Well, I earn it myself, someone can get the money, I don't, people come to talk to me, I don't understand. Old Lady Lin said calmly......