"Brother, I found a five-pound food stamp!"

With a cry of surprise, beside a mountain of garbage, a thin figure was revealed, a little girl who was only five or six years old raised a food stamp in her hand, and her dark little face was full of smiles.

In this era when the Jihua economic food stamps have not yet withdrawn from people's lives, a five-city pound of food stamps can be exchanged for two hot baked cakes sprinkled with sesame seeds, which is enough for two children to have a full meal.

"Jia Jia, when my brother saves enough money, I will send you to school, Lao Wang's son said, as long as you can pay the tuition!" Seven or eight meters away from the little girl, a boy's head emerged from the garbage heap.

Although the boy had a large head and a small body, and his face looked malnourished, his eyes were very bright, and he looked to be eleven or twelve years old.

"Brother, I don't want to go to school, they told us to pick up the rags, so I don't want to play with them."

The little girl pursed her lips, pulled her feet out of the garbage heap, came to the boy with one foot deep and one foot shallow, put the food stamp into the army-green satchel that the big boy was carrying diagonally, and patted it with her little hand, and then said: "What is the haode in school, I want to be with my brother, brother, don't you also go to school?" ”

"My brother wants to go to school!"

Although the boy is not very old, he is very doting on his sister, he reached out and touched the little girl's head, and said: "Silly girl, how can you do it if you don't go to school, can you still pick up rags for a lifetime?" ”

"Isn't it good to pick up a lifetime of rags?"

The little girl's eyes were puzzled, in her heart, as long as she could be with her brother, it was the happiest thing, and the hardships of life and the white eyes suffered in ordinary days could not erase the child's innocence.

"Okay, let's be a rag king in the future."

Seeing that there was already a fog in his sister's eyes, the boy hurriedly stopped the topic, he couldn't tell his sister what the truth of going to college to get ahead, even if he said it, the little girl couldn't understand it, because even the boy himself hadn't figured it out.

Although he didn't talk about going to school, the boy still thought in his heart that as long as he had another 18 yuan, he would be able to send his sister to school.

The boy inquired about it last year, and at the railway primary school one kilometer away from where they lived, the total annual tuition fee was 76 yuan, and he had saved 58 yuan, and he was only 18 yuan short of paying the tuition fee for his sister to enroll.

As for the cost of books of 30 yuan, it can be saved.

Since many families have several children, the textbooks used by the eldest can be used by the second child with a book cover, so the general school does not require the purchase of books.

The boy had already collected all the textbooks from the first to sixth grades of primary school from the scrapyard and wrapped them in calendar paper, which looked like new.

"Jia Jia, let's go, brother will go and change the baked cakes for you to eat!"

As the sky grew darker, the boy looked at the harvest in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

Today, in the early 90s, luxury and waste have little to do with people's lives, and every household is reluctant to throw away even used toothpaste skins.

Therefore, picking up rags has created countless multimillionaire businesses in the future, and now it is undoubtedly a sunrise industry, most of the employees are still in a state of food and clothing, and the harvest of the brothers and sisters can be imagined.

Picking up the small bundle of scrap rusty wire, which could still be sold for some money, the boy took his sister's hand and walked out of the garbage heap.

The garbage heap is on the edge of a railway, and the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the two brothers and sisters, pulling out two figures, one long and one short, although it looks so thin, but it gives people a very warm feeling.

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"Uncle Hu, this is a five-pound food stamp, give me two baked cakes!"

More than half an hour later, the boy, who had already disposed of the wire to the scrap yard, and his sister appeared in front of a baked cake stall more than 100 meters away from the railway primary school.

The dirty little hands of the two children have already been washed, and although the clothes on their bodies are shabby and shabby, after the hands and faces are cleaned, there is a world of difference from the previous appearance of picking up tatters.

Especially the little girl, with a vegetable-colored little face, she is very delicate, and she can vaguely see that she must be a beauty embryo when she grows up, but the future beauty is paying attention to the fragrant baked cakes at the moment.

"Xiaofeng, you Uncle Hu can still afford a few baked cakes, you can keep the food stamps yourself!"

The maker was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and when he saw the brother and sister in front of him, he hurriedly took down two hot biscuits sprinkled with sesame salt from the wall in the stove, blew them with his hands, and put them in front of the girl.

"Brother?" The girl glanced at her brother, who had grown up with the boy since she was a child, and knew that she was not allowed to take other people's things without his brother's permission.

"Be careful, don't burn!"

The boy touched his sister's head, looked at the owner of the biscuits, and said, "Uncle Hu, I don't buy rice and noodles, I don't need this food stamp, you can accept it, I picked it up!" ”

Although there was a burst of sesame aroma from the end of his nose, and the boy's Adam's apple was also rolling up and down, he still stubbornly put the food stamps in his hand on the board, and there was a big pair of jiashi who didn't want to burn cakes if they didn't accept it.

"You kid, what's wrong with Uncle Hu cooking cakes for the two of you?"

Lao Hu smiled bitterly, but he had known this child for four or five years, and he knew that if he didn't collect food stamps, the boy would really take his sister away.

And he also believed that the food stamp must have been picked up by the boy, because he had never seen the little boy reach out for anything else in more than five years.

Shaking his head, Lao Hu took out a piece of oiled paper, took out a baked cake from the wall of the stove, put it together with the two, handed it to the boy, and said: "Qin Feng, Uncle Hu can't take advantage of you, five catties of food stamps and three baked cakes, you take ......"

"Xiexie Uncle Hu!"

The boy named Qin Feng did not refuse, but took the oil paper, tore off half of the baked cake and handed it to his sister, watching his sister gobble it up, and then his tight little face showed a smile.

"It's really hard for this kid!"

After Qin Feng's brothers and sisters left, Lao Hu sighed, if it weren't for the fact that he had three children at home and his family background was also very ordinary, I am afraid that he would have taken this sensible brother and sister to his home long ago.

The Qin Feng siblings came to this urban-rural junction on the outskirts of Cangzhou five years ago, when Qin Feng was only seven years old, and his sister was only three years old.

The siblings seem to have gotten off a train that passed by, but no one knows where they came from.

Although Qin Feng is very young, his self-esteem is very strong, relying on picking up garbage and picking up rags, he actually brought up his three-year-old sister alone, and he doesn't steal or rob, the adults who live around here always have an inexplicable good impression of this mature child.

Of course, the Qin Feng brothers and sisters, who are often used as models by adults to educate their children, are not very popular among the children in this area, and when they send waste products to the scrap collection station, they are always followed by a group of children who call them garbage kings.

"Rhubarb, your dinner is here."

After walking for more than 20 minutes, Qin Feng took his sister back to the "home" where they lived, and a big yellow dog with a bald tail greeted him silently, rubbing the bodies of the brother and sister with his big head, looking extremely happy.

Qin Feng poured the bag of pig water in his hand into the basin outside the door, and then opened the door with his sister and entered the house.

There is only one house next to the train tracks, which has been excluded from the maintenance section due to the diversion of trains, which only has one train per day.

As a result, even the house, which was originally used by maintenance workers to rest, has become dilapidated, but fortunately, it is a brick structure, but it will not leak from the four walls, otherwise the two children really can't survive the northern winter.

And fortunately, in the early nineties, Cangzhou, where the population flow was relatively small, had not yet appeared in the future, otherwise the Qin Feng brothers and sisters would not have been able to live in this cheap house.

"Jiajia, don't drink raw water, it will cause diarrhea, brother will pour you boiling water to drink."

After returning to his "home", Qin Feng saw that his sister was about to go to the water pipe to fill the train to drink water, so he hurriedly stopped her, picked up an iron kettle from the foot of the house and poured the tank of water for Qin Jia, who was already yelling and thirsty.

"Brother, the baked cakes are so delicious!"

The little girl licked her lips and licked a sesame seed left on it into her mouth, her eyes staring at her brother's green cloth satchel, she knew that there was also a baked cake in it.

"You do your homework well, and my brother will come back to check in the evening, and if everything is right, I will reward you with a baked cake to eat."

Qin Feng took the enamel jar in his sister's hand, drank the rest of the water in his stomach with a "goo dong goo dong", wiped his mouth, and took out two textbooks and a stack of letterhead paper written on one side from the table drawer where one leg was missing and was padded with bricks, and put them on the table.

Although she has to pick up garbage and pick up trash every day, Qin Feng has taught her to read and write since her sister was five years old, and now Qin Jia, who is eight years old, is almost at the level of the third or fourth grade of primary school.

As for Qin Feng himself, when his family had not yet suffered changes, he was taught a lot of words by his father, plus he was talented and intelligent, he had already studied all the junior high school courses thoroughly by relying on self-study over the years, if he didn't want his sister to have more contact with her peers, Qin Feng would not have had to let her go to school at all.

"I know, brother, you should come back early!" Qin Jia shook her brother's arm coquettishly, and then obediently sat down in front of the desk where a leg was missing.

"Don't run around, go straight to bed when you're sleepy."

Qin Feng smiled, turned around and walked out of the house, at this time the sky outside had already completely darkened, and the wasteland surrounded by grass was filled with the chirping of all kinds of insects.

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