The Shanghai Concession was a time when there were many refugees. In addition to the shelters, there are many homeless streets. Ye Wuguang and the more than 30 children in the care of several teenagers were lucky, and they were all taken in by the shelter. In refugee shelters, only two meals a day are generally provided, and as rice becomes scarce and the price of rice increases, the daily meal becomes thinner. Therefore, the first thing that Ye Wuguang and a few teenagers did after earning money was to go to the rice shop to buy rice. Then feed these children, whose fate is not as good as theirs.

For such an older child, eating only rice cannot meet the needs of the body, and meat and vegetables are actually indispensable, but it is difficult to get them.

Qing Xiaoyi couldn't go out to earn money, so she managed the accounts of the eight teenagers. Everyone doesn't earn much money, and only by gathering in one place and making overall arrangements can they live better. In terms of price comparison in details, and the detection of news, the eight teenagers tied together are not as good as Qing Xiaoyi.

Qing Xiaoyi can clearly know which one sells rice grain today, what time it opens, what the price of rice grain is, and what are the advantages and disadvantages compared with other rice stores. And where is there a store that sells food that is cheaper and easier to fill your stomach than rice? At the same time, she also knew that the thirty-six children in her charge had each name, birthplace, skills, petty hobbies and tempers, and appetites and meals. And so on, no matter how big or small.

Qing Xiaoyi would use this detailed information to calculate and conjure up more food than eight teenagers could buy with money. She would buy three or five catties of potatoes or sweet potatoes with one pound of polished rice, or two bags of cheap domestic flour with the money of one bag of polished rice. Although these foods are not as delicious as polished rice, they are good enough to fill their stomachs.

With such a constant flow of calculations, these children can barely feed and feed each day, but they will not have to worry about not having three meals. But it is precisely because of such hard work that Qing Xiaoyi has the determination to go to the dance hall to be a dancer.

In the early morning of this day, Qing Xiaoyi was taking a few older children to "sweep rice". For these fatherless and motherless refugee children, "rice sweeping" should be regarded as an activity that is beneficial to the healthy development and growth of physical and mental health. The specific content of the activity is to sweep up the rice grains that have been spilled on the ground by the people in front of the rice shop because of the scramble with brooms and dustpans.

Of course, if someone squeezes out their wallet or shoes, they will be swept away by these children. After all, food is only the first level of need, people need to live, they need to be clothed, they need to have a relatively comfortable place to live, they need to have some savings, and they need to have money to buy medicine and cure when they are sick.

Everything needs resources, everything is resources.

All the resources swept up by the children will be handed over to Qing Xiaoyi, who will be managed by Qing Xiaoyi. And Qing Xiaoyi will try her best to estimate the opening time of each rice shop and the number of people who rush to buy rice. Divide the children into groups and go to different rice shops to "sweep the rice". With such exercise, you can earn a lot of money every day.

Later generations have calculated that the physical weight of a grain of rice is about 0.02 grams, and a catty of rice is 500 grams, which is about 25,000 grains of rice. And one pound of rice can make nearly two catties of rice after washing and adding water.

Most of the bags used to hold rice in Shanghai rice shops are made of linen. The fiber is coarse, and under the crowding of people rushing to buy rice and grain and the weight of the rice itself, it is a common thing to leave dozens of grains of rice. And the number of people who buy rice grain in Shanghai is more than tens of thousands a day!

The income obtained by these children from "sweeping rice" every day is two or three catties of white rice! Three or two days' savings are one meal! For children who can't work, that's a great income!

It's just that this day's rice sweeping is different from the past, Qing Xiaoyi not only has to organize children to pick up rice and grain, but also needs to meet someone!

Although Qing Xiaoyi was mentally prepared to go to the dance hall to be a dancer, but remembering the hateful expression when Lu Zhengrong and Song Huajun, the two bastards, sneakily stuffed that person's itinerary into the crack of her door last night, Qing Xiaoyi couldn't help but blush.

And my brother didn't stop it. Qing Xiaoyi has always admired her brother's vision of looking at people, what kind of person is she who can be valued so much by her brother?

Just thinking about it, Xiao Sanzi ran over and said to Qing Xiaoyi: "Sister Xiaoyi, go and take a look!" Ah Hua was bullied! "The third son is the eldest boy among the thirty-six children, and the Ah Hua he said is only about seven years old.

It is not uncommon for these refugee children to be bullied, although most of them are relatively gentle and tolerant of young children anyway. And some ruffians and hooligans don't have that kind thought, but there are eight people in the night, and these people are not too presumptuous.

Qing Xiaoyi thought that it was these people making trouble again, but when the third son arrived, he saw a young man dressed in a robe made of Yin Dan Shilin cloth, holding a telephone pole and vomiting in the dark. The filth that was spit out was falling on the dustpan that Ah Hua used to sweep rice, and the seven-year-old little Ah Hua looked at the dirt on the dustpan and cried bitterly. Several children who swept the rice together surrounded the hangover young man with angry eyes, but they didn't dare to step forward because they were afraid of the young man's strong figure. just whispered to comfort Ah Hua.

Qing Xiaoyi could see at a glance that this young man was not intentional, but just passing by here by chance. At this time, those who can have money to drink in Shanghai are probably all rich. Qing Xiaoyi knew that she couldn't afford to provoke her, so she could only comfort Ah Hua a few words.

At this moment, the young man raised his face, and Qing Xiaoyi's heart jumped!

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This young man was the rest of his life, drinking with Sassoon and Katres last night, and was drowsy by two old wine worms, so he rested in the villa, and woke up early this morning. I was ready to go back to the pigeon coop to pack up my clothes, and pick up the little dog and move to the villa.

It's just that I didn't expect that the wind in Shanghai in the early morning was quite cool, and when it was blown by the wind, the wine came up again. Yu Sheng hugged the telephone pole in a daze, and found that there was a dustpan under the telephone pole, and there were a few broken grains of rice in the dustpan. I didn't have time to think about it for the rest of my life, and my stomach churned, and I vomited.

When he vomited, there was still a little girl's cry and a young woman's low voice of consolation, but how could this voice and tone be exactly the same as Ye Qingyu?

Suddenly, Yu Sheng came to his senses and saw clearly the several children and Qing Xiaoyi around him, as well as the dustpans they were holding in their hands and the different numbers of broken rice grains in the dustpans. I know that I may have taken away the food rations of these refugee children today.

And the woman who made the voice was not the same as Ye Qingyu. Sorry and embarrassed, he took out two pieces of silver and a few fiat coins and handed them to Ah Hua staggeringly.

Yu Sheng touched Ah Hua's messy hair and said, "Little girl, I'm sorry!" This money is paid to you, you go buy a few bags of white rice, don't cry, okay? ”

Ah Hua was crying, and when she heard Yu Sheng say this, she was startled when she saw the huge human head and the glittering color of silver on the silver ocean. The crying stopped. It's not that this little girl is greedy for money, but that such a fortune is too great for her, a refugee child.

The third son was clever and transparent, and he was busy taking the silver ocean and fiat currency from the rest of his life and stuffing them into Ah Hua's arms. Then push Ah Hua to Qing Xiaoyi. Qing Xiaoyi hurriedly said to a few children: "Thank you, sir!" ”

The rest of his life was sober for a while, and the wine was long and gushing up again. I didn't hear a few children's thanks, but I looked at Qing Xiaoyi.

Qing Xiaoyi's intonation and voice were very similar to Ye Qingyu, and at this time, in the eyes of the rest of his life in a daze, he became the embodiment of Ye Qingyu. The rest of his life mourned in his heart, recalling the heart-rending pain and powerlessness of Ye Qingyu when he died in his arms. I feel that this is the only person who has been disappointed in this life.

In the early morning of Shanghai, when there were not many pedestrians, he sang to Qing Xiaoyi, whose face was secretly blushing.

"The oath is a fantasy of smoke and clouds, and it takes a lot of thoughts, and the love is as hot as fire, how can it burn a lifetime? Continuation is not easy! ”

"Negative love is my name, wrong to pay a thousand lovesickness! Love is like water passing to the east, infatuated in vain, I hope that day has never been met! I just hope to rely on each other, and I will see all the regrets in the world! Growing old and fragrant, the love fire has not diminished and the human face has mutated! ”

"Pray for a reunion on that day, and tell of a thousand loves! Pray that I will not fail again, obsessively concerned! People are kept by love, praying that they will no longer live up to me, infatuated with attention, asking when will they meet again? ”

This is the ending song of the later movie "Rouge Buckle", which was interpreted by Anita Mui, which is particularly graceful and moving, reminiscing about lovesickness. The rest of his life originally carried the memories of two lives, and his lover died in his arms, and this song was sung like a song like crying, like crying! Qing Xiaoyi originally listened to the song for the rest of her life, and her face was still a little blushing.

But after hearing it, seeing Yu Sheng singing until her cheeks flowed into tears, Qing Xiaoyi's eyes brightened, and she understood that the pain and sorrow of Yu Sheng was not false, it was the true meaning that she couldn't ask for as a woman. He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the rest of his life, which was full of wine, and carefully rubbed his face for the rest of his life. Let the little third son carry the rest of his life back with a few boys.

Although there are not many people in Shanghai in the early morning, it is by no means less! And when Yu Sheng promoted "Yue Fei Jing Loyal to the Country" and disputed with the Japanese, it was so big that it happened that a few people knew Yu Sheng. One of them was a tabloid reporter.

A few hours after the rest of his life was carried away by Qing Xiaoyi, a tabloid newspaper was sold on the beach.

"Extra, extra! "Loyal to the Country" Yu Dacai is trapped by love, and his singing voice is moving! Extra, extra! Confessed to the woman on the street for the rest of her life, and a new song has been released! ”

And Yu Dacai was still asleep, not knowing that after he had gone crazy, he had knocked on a woman's heart and went to the beach......