"Stars, these are what you see." At this time, Tan Lin, who was looking through a notebook, looked at Zheng Zhishang, who was folding vegetables, in surprise and asked:

Zheng Zhishang smiled and nodded.

"You can understand ......"

A six-year-old child can understand so many professional books, no wonder Tan Lin has such a look, Zheng Zhishang smiled brightly and said: "There is a dictionary, you can understand seven, seven, eight and eight." ”

Tan Lin closed the notebook, and seemed to confirm the truth of what Zheng Zhishang said, which was indeed a little unbelievable, put the notebook in his hand, moved a small stool, and sat next to Zheng Zhishang, "Xingxing, since you love learning so much, why don't you go to the orphanage?" Go there and you'll be able to go to school. ”

"Aunt Tan, thank you, I really don't have to go to the orphanage, I have more important things to do than go to school."

Looking at Zheng Zhishang's little adult's appearance, Tan Lin's expression softened slightly, holding Zheng Zhishang's small hand to fold vegetables, "Xingxing, what is more important than your schooling." ”

"I ......" Zheng Zhishang hesitated for a while, and said: "Aunt Tan, I still have a pair of dragon and phoenix twin brothers and sisters, they are still very young, and they don't have to go to school to study, I can read and study by myself at home." ”

"Do you have a brother or sister?" Tan Lin was also shocked when she heard Zheng Zhishang's words.

Zheng Zhishang nodded lightly, "um", looked at Tan Lin and said with a smile: "Yes......"

"Why didn't they ...... with you?"

"They are still young, and I am still young, so when I came to Xiamen this time, I asked someone else to take care of them, I didn't bring them, and after two years, I made money, so I went back to pick them up."

The two chatted for a while, and Tan Lin didn't mention the matter of sending Zheng Zhishang to the orphanage, but only asked about Zheng Zhishang's younger brother and sister, Zheng Zhishang didn't hide it, Zheng Zhihao and Zheng Zhixin were going to come to Xiamen sooner or later, and they couldn't hide this aunt who cared about her.

Zheng Zhishang washed the dishes, and Grandma Huang also came back. Tan Lin and Grandma Huang, the two chatted for a while, and the topic also revolved around Zheng Zhishang. Tan Lin declined Grandma Huang's invitation to stay for dinner, and left the residential area accompanied by Zheng Zhishang and Grandma Huang.

After dinner, Zheng Zhishang returned to the room, sat on the wooden chair as high as himself, and read a book. This is also the only way for Zheng Zhishang to have fun after returning home.

Maybe it's because the study is too engrossed, and even Grandma Huang doesn't know when she comes in, but Grandma Huang saw Zheng Zhishang under the lamp, studying seriously, full of smiles, walked behind Zheng Zhishang, and said softly: "Stars, what are you looking at?" ”

"No ......"

"This is ......" Seeing the book in Zheng Zhishang's hand, which did not look like Chinese characters at all, Grandma Huang asked:

"English dictionary or something, I picked it up from the recycle bin and I'm going to learn it."

"English, this can't be learned, the stars are obedient ......" Grandma Huang heard Zheng Zhishang's words, her expression tightened, like a thief, she looked left and right, and saw that no one was eavesdropping outside, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered uncomfortably:

Looking at Grandma Huang, Zheng Zhishang was slightly stunned, but he also immediately understood, Down with imperialism, this slogan, although it is not as crazy as a few years ago, has penetrated into people's hearts. In the eyes of Grandma Huang, English may be a product of the American Empire and the British Empire, and anything related to imperialism cannot be learned.

If someone tells you, you will be criticized. This is the imprint left on them by this era, the turmoil of ten years, and the criticism of various bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods, which make them bow and snake shadows.

On the other hand, Grandma Huang also really cares about herself, Zheng Zhishang didn't know how to explain to Grandma Huang, so he could only smile and say: "Grandma, don't worry, now that the reform and opening up has begun, didn't the country say that it wants to introduce and learn Western technology?" I'm also learning ......."

"You, you're still young, don't understand ......" The tone was a little sad and heavy, but seeing Zheng Zhishang's immature and mature little face, his heart softened, and he stroked Zheng Zhishang's little face, and whispered in Zhengse, "Xingxing, you learn this, don't say it, you know?" ”

"Hmm," Zheng Zhishang nodded with a straight face.

After pulling the waste products from the department store, Zheng Zhishang went to several nearby schools to buy some waste newspapers, books and so on. During this period, it was not long after the early days of reform and opening up, and the relationship between people was not as complicated as in the previous life, and it was relatively simple.

In addition, Zheng Zhishang, a six-year-old disabled child, although he has also been bullied, but overall it is still a minority, as long as he does not go to those residential areas or anything, he will basically not be bullied and ridiculed by children. In general, most people are sympathetic and pity him.

This also made Zheng Zhishang's scrap acquisition very smooth, and those grandmothers, uncles, and aunts in the school and the street community were very willing to sell the waste products at home to him. This also allows Zheng Zhishang to buy a lot of waste products every day.

After running to nearby schools, Zheng Zhishang did not expand his scrap acquisition customers, and now the market, department stores, nearby schools, and residential communities, Zheng Zhishang has already felt struggling, and Zheng Zhishang does not have the energy to run other places.

The market basically runs twice a week, and the department store also runs twice a week, and the remaining three days are spent wandering around nearby schools and residential areas.

But fortunately, although Zheng Zhishang has been collecting waste products for a month, so far, no one has joined the industry, perhaps because he thinks that collecting waste products is no different from beggars, and he can't let go of it. This also allows Zheng Zhishang to do it with peace of mind without worrying about competition or anything.

You can also have more time to study on your own.

Aunt Tan Lin knew that Zheng Zhishang was studying on his own, but she was very enthusiastic to help, and sold Zheng Zhishang a lot of study books, and after learning that Zheng Zhishang was still learning English by himself, she also helped Zheng Zhishang buy a complete set of English learning materials, headphones and English tapes through her own connections.

Although Zheng Zhishang insisted on giving money, Aunt Tan Lin didn't ask for it, but said: "Xingxing, you study hard, and if you are admitted to university in the future, Auntie will not work in vain." ”

……

Spring has arrived, the weather has warmed up, and the clothes on my body have become much lighter.

On this day, Zheng Zhishang finished collecting the waste early, carrying the letter he had written long ago, and more than 100 yuan, and ran a long way to the post office on the street.

There was no one in the post office. However, when Zheng Zhishang arrived at the door of the post office, he still wandered a lot and did not have the courage to go in. In the past month, Zheng Zhishang doesn't know how many times he has wandered outside the gate of the post office. He didn't come and went, he just lingered for a long time, and he didn't go in until the post office closed for work.

After hesitating for a long time, Zheng Zhishang finally mustered up the courage and walked to the counter with small steps.

It's just that the counter is too high, and Zheng Zhishang is completely hidden outside the counter, and he can barely see the aunt who is a little fat and fat, and there is no smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" The waiter asked casually, turned his head to look at Zheng Zhishang, who was hiding under the counter with only half of his head exposed, and raised his face again, and said, "Go, where is your adult?" This is not the place for you to play......"

"Auntie, I want to send a letter and send money ......," Zheng Zhishang said, and took out the envelope and a hundred yuan that had been carried for a long time from his arms and put them on the counter.

The waiter was slightly stunned, frowning, and didn't know if he was thinking about whether the business of sending letters and remittances to children could be handled. After a long time, he asked, "Where is the letter going to be sent, and where is the money going?" I can't write......"

"Yes...... In the tea village of M Township, T County, S City, Fujian Province, Wu Simei received ......" Zheng Zhishang reported the address.

"The money is also in M Township, Hui T County, right, these two forms, you fill them out yourself......"

Zheng Zhishang nodded, took the form handed over by the waiter, and filled it out. After filling out the remittance form and handing it to the aunt, I heard that the aunt looked careless and asked for postage and remittance fees.

After paying, Zheng Zhishang took out another letter from his arms and said, "Auntie, there is still a letter to send ......."

"Can you finish the conversation at once......" Maybe in the face of a child, the waitress aunt, also impatient, complained.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid of getting confused, so I sent it separately......"

This letter was naturally addressed to the kind-hearted uncle, and it also included the fare that the uncle helped pay in advance when he came to Xiamen. Originally, Zheng Zhishang had long wanted to send a letter to the uncle to report his safety, but he was worried that the aunt and the fourth uncle would find the uncle and chase him to Xiamen.

My grandfather and grandfather are all in Quanzhou City, next door to Xiamen, and I heard from my family that there seem to be some relatives here. It is precisely because of this that Zheng Zhishang did not dare to write a letter home, for fear that his sisters-in-law would come to him through relatives.

I didn't write a letter to go home, and I was worried that my family was worried, and my aunt was looking for me everywhere, not to mention that I promised the kind uncle that I would give him a safe life, and I couldn't say nothing. It was Zheng Zhishang who hesitated for a long time.

This time, the waitress aunt, who didn't even look at it, took the letter and asked for another stamp money.

The moment Zheng Zhishang walked out of the post office, the breath that was pressed in his heart finally spit out, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed, and walked back along the street towards home.

When passing through the corner of the street, Zheng Zhishang saw a dirty, muddy small body not far away, with two small pigtails, maybe he hadn't taken a bath for too long, his whole body was dirty, his hair was also full of dirt, all knotted, and the little clay figure was not even Zheng Zhishang's chin, and he looked like he was two or three years old.

I was rummaging in the garbage heap on the side of the road, and I didn't know what I found, but my little black hand grabbed it and sent it to my mouth.

"Can't eat it, it's dirty......" Zheng Zhishang stepped forward and slapped the things in the hands of the little clay figurine.

Looking at the little clay figurines, cowering, frightened little body, with a pair of big eyes, looking at themselves. Zheng Zhishang's heart couldn't help but soften, and sighed, "I'm hungry, right......"

The little clay figure nodded slightly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat......" Zheng Zhishang took the little clay man's little hand, the hot little hand, like boiling water, so that Zheng Zhishang couldn't help but be surprised, "You are sick." ”

The little clay figure pursed his lips tightly and did not answer Zheng Zhishang's words.

Zheng Zhishang also ignored the mess on the little clay man, and reached out to probe the forehead of the little clay man, but it was not a fever, it was hot. I don't know how long it has been burning, and how this little clay figure has persevered until now. I didn't have time to think about it, so I took the little clay figurine and turned around and walked in the direction of the hospital.

Fortunately, this side is not far from Xiamen Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, only a few streets away, and soon arrived at the gate of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"See a doctor first, and then I'll take you to eat after seeing a doctor......" Looking at the little clay figure, Zheng Zhishang was also full of distress.

Soon after the reform and opening up, although there were beggars on the street, but there were very few children like this, at least Zheng Zhishang was collecting waste in Xiamen for a month, this was the first time he saw such a small street child, but he saw that the other party was a little girl.

The little clay figure looked at Zheng Zhishang with some doubts, maybe he was too hungry, and took his little black hand in his mouth.

"Don't bite your fingers, dirty, forget it, let's take you to eat first......" Seeing that Zheng Zhishang was also distressed, he led the little clay figure and walked towards the snack bar not far away. Maybe he understood Zheng Zhishang's words, there was something to eat, the little clay figurine, with big eyes without a look, also flashed a few times.

Looking at the little clay figure, Zheng Zhishang couldn't help but smile and asked, "By the way...... What is your name? ”

"Yaya......" the little clay figure, with a hoarse voice, said weakly:

"Yaya, okay...... I'll call you Yaya from then on......" Zheng Zhishang said with a smile;

The snacks of this period were not as prosperous as in the 21st century in the previous life, and the types of snacks were very few. Maybe the little girl was too dirty, and they didn't let the two of them in at all.

Either drive the two out like a beggar, or send a steamed bun like a beggar.

The little girl, when she got the steamed buns, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva. However, Zheng Zhishang didn't answer, and the little girl could only look at the steamed bun pitifully. It's not that Zheng Zhishang is a picky eater, but this little girl is still sick, it's not good to eat steamed buns, it's good to eat some soup.

However, seeing the appearance of the little girl, Zheng Zhishang's heart was also warm, and he politely refused the boss's kindness, and said: "Uncle, we are not beggars, my sister is still sick, she can't eat steamed buns, can you ask for a bowl of rice porridge, I will pay, you are afraid of soiling the tables and chairs, we will eat on the side of the road, don't go in......"

As he spoke, he took out a five-cent sheet and handed it to the boss.

The boss took the five cents, hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, you guys wait......"

The boss brought two bowls of rice porridge, and Zheng Zhishang handed the night to the little girl. Maybe she was too hungry, and the little girl took it and grabbed it directly with her hands. This frightened Zheng Zhishang, so he hurriedly brought more rice porridge and said, "It's hot......"

Seeing that the little girl was pitiful, Zheng Zhishang couldn't be ruthless, and educated her, so he could only put down his bowl of rice porridge, fed the little girl with a spoon, and kept caring carefully: "Be careful of scalding, eat slowly, no one will rob you of ......"

Zheng Zhishang didn't let the little girl eat this bowl of porridge into her stomach, she hadn't eaten for too long, and she suddenly ate it, which was not good for her health, not to mention that this little girl was still sick, and she couldn't be careless. Looking at the little girl, she looked pitifully at Zheng Zhishang and most of the rice porridge in the bowl.

I could only smile and say: "Okay, you can't eat too much, go to the doctor first, and after you see the doctor, I'll buy you something to eat......"