Han Li's main target for practicing English was a few homeless children in Chinatown, who made a living by picking up junk, including black children and Asian children.

They will ask for food in the back kitchen and in some restaurants.

Han Li was in charge of this.

Give them some of the chicken thighs and vegetables that are left over from eating.

When I gave them them, I would be able to communicate in simple English, so I gradually became familiar with them and practiced English well.

It's the same today.

Han Li took a few chicken legs on the plate, as well as a few salads, and handed them to a small team led by black children, and in the United States, he couldn't figure out why these orphans were left alone.

Anyway, it's just a mess.

It's dirty and messy, like Sanmao who wandered in Shanghai in the old TV series, and when he saw the chicken legs at this time, several children immediately grabbed them and ate them.

"Delicious, delicious. ”

They can also speak Chinese.

Han interchange.

Han Li laughed, "It's delicious, you can eat more." ”

"Delicious, delicious. ”

The children laughed.

Han Li wanted to practice his English, because he was the one who wanted to be the president of the United States, so he happily communicated with them in English and said, "Xiao Hei, I've always wondered what about your parents, why no one cares about you." ”

"My father was a drug dealer and was arrested, and I have eight children in my family, and no one cares about me. ”

The black guy was very direct.

If you think about it, in the United States, the bottom black is basically in this situation, he likes basketball, he likes the NBA, and he prefers Iverson.

He read Iverson's story in a basketball magazine, and that's basically it, his father is a drug dealer, his mother has many children, and the children are not the same father.

Iverson grew up on the streets, and the environment in which people like James grew up is basically the same.

So no one cares at all.

Han Li rubbed the black brother's head, "Okay, come on time every day, I'll prepare food for you." ”

"Good. ”

The black group of little brothers eat very tricky, the food in Chinatown is delicious, just come here to ask, if you don't give it, you will smash the glass with a stone, the character of the Chinese is basically to go out and go out, endure it.

So will give.

Besides, these are leftovers, and it's a pity to throw them away, so give them away.

The black brother also sent out an invitation, "Chinese boy, we have a lot of fun there, why don't you go and play with us?" looked at Han Li very sincerely, "Kang Muang." ”

"Okay. ”

The kitchen is just getting busy.

Han Li took off his chef's robe and left the Hunan restaurant in a rare casual attire.

Strolling around San Francisco at night.

American society is not as safe as it is at home, and there are no people to be seen at night, even in large cities like San Francisco.

Of course, compared with the second and third-tier small cities in China, San Francisco is still lively.

At the very least, there is a lot of traffic.

And the buildings are well developed, and overpasses are everywhere.

Han Li and the others walked to an overpass, and when they found this group of children, they began to move stones to the overpass, the stones were very large, and some of the children had different hugs.

Soccer balls the size.

"What are you doing? ”

Han Li was stunned.

The black brother smiled, picked up the stone, and threw it directly on the overpass, "bang!", and smashed it on the ground, not hitting the cars flowing below.

"I'll go, play like this. ”

Han Li was dumbfounded.

Throwing rocks and smashing cars from the top of the overpass is awesome.

If one didn't work, the other children threw it, and this time, with a "bang!", it hit a jeep right in, and the entire roof was dented in an instant.

"I'm Nima. ”

Han Li was dumbfounded.

Stunned.

And other cars are also dodging.

The owner of the car went directly down to the child on the overpass, "Fake, Fake!"

"Haha. ”

The group of children laughed and quickly ran under the overpass.

"Awesome. ”

At this moment, Han Li was also scared, so he had to follow quickly, and ran into a dilapidated community in a hurry, only then did he feel relieved out of breath and gave a thumbs up, "You guys are really good at playing, it's so awesome." ”

"Haha, this is a coming-of-age ceremony, join us, you have to smash stones, the more valuable the car you hit, the more powerful you are. ”

"That's right, it's our bar mig. ”

The children are very direct and straightforward.

No, it's lawlessness.

Han Li felt that he and Zhang Lu were just fighting with Zhang Lu and them burning the dog king's dog farm, and if they pulled out their pistols after a while, it would not be unusual.

"Where the hell are we going? ”

"Chinese boy, come with us. ”

Weave your way through the dilapidated neighborhoods.

That's right, the neighborhood is very shabby.

It's like a product of the last century.

The dilapidated ones don't even have a street lamp.

Han Li knew that in the United States, there was a big difference between the rich and the slums, and this should be the slum, and three or five black people could be seen together.

Chat and fart.

There were also some blacks who got together to sing and play.

Anyway, it gave Han Li a feeling of instability, "No wonder white Americans don't like black Americans, it's scary." He shook his head.

Went around again.

In a dilapidated room, I saw a group of normal-looking people working there, sorting some of the old things they had picked up.

For example, plastic, paper, and some messy TVs, mobile phones, etc.

Of course, there are some, as if stolen.

At this time, the black brothers took out all the things they had picked up or stolen in their arms, including mobile phones and watches, and walked to the third floor anyway.

I saw an Asian girl.

The girl was smoking a cigar, not very old, eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed very much like a black man, with dirty braids, loose clothes, trousers, with a large gold chain, and slightly dark skin.

Seeing Han Li at this time, he was obviously stunned, "Who is this?" ”

Ambiguous.

Han Li's English was still not very good, so he didn't hear it clearly.

The girl asks you again, "Whew, who are you?!"

"Oh. ”

Han Li smiled and introduced, "I'm the chef of the Hunan restaurant, and I'm here to play." ”

"Oh, I heard Xiao Hei say, the food you gave them was clean, didn't deliberately get dirty, you were fine. ”

The Asian girl actually spoke something else.

"I'll go, you're Chinese, no, you're Chinese." "In this place, hearing the native language, it was still very kind, and it was very comfortable for Han Li to arrive.

The Asian girl said, "No, no, no, I'm mixed-race, my grandma is Chinese, my grandfather is Indian, and then my mom is Chinese and white, and my dad is Singaporean, so I know a lot of Chinese." ”

Introduce yourself.

Very miscellaneous.

Han Li looked at it, and sure enough, she had the appearance of an Indian girl, but it was more of an East Asian girl, and smiled, "Hello, hello, why are we all our own people." ”

"Yes, my own people. ”

came over and gave Han Li a hug directly.

The kind of etiquette commonly used by black people to pat their chests with one hand.

After Han Li learned it, he hugged it, looked here again, and asked curiously, "You are their child king, are these people all messing with you?!"

"yes, my father was shot, and my mother left me and my brother behind, and then my brother was hit by a car and died, and I was on my own. ”

She spoke as if she were talking about someone else's business.

Very calm and direct.

Han Li gasped, this is the misery of misery in China, and in the United States, it doesn't seem to be nothing, so he said, "My name is Han Li, you, what's your name." ”

"Just call me Sasha, that's what they all call me. ”

Smoking a cigar, with dirty braids, she looks like a big sister.

Han Li laughed, "Okay, okay, Sasha, let's get to know each other officially." "Another hug came.

"Haha. ”

Sasha liked this feeling very much, he was the same age, and he chatted very much, so he hugged Han Li hard, and this time, Han Li met someone other than Chinese, a tattered girl of the child king.

Sasha.

Sasha is not the boss of this organization, he is responsible for managing these children, he is the boss of these children, and the chair he is sitting on is very imposing.

At first glance, it grew up on the streets.

The black brothers are also very obedient to Sasha, Sasha is very righteous enough, and will bring them benefits every time, such as food, drink, or directly give them money.

Never stingy.

This is rare in such a small force in the slums, so Sasha is very obedient, and there are many people who are willing to follow him, more than twenty or thirty people.

Of course, most of them are children.

Because she is about the same age as Han Li, she also lives a small fight, of course, this is also a very common living condition in the United States, which can be regarded as a corner of seeing all living beings in the United States.