Chapter 291: Whose Order?

"Oh, Santo, my son, I heard you right, were you expelled from school?" Inside the house, the black mother's voice was filled with shock.

"Mother, those damn racist old white men expelled me, but actually, I can't stand the school that discriminates against me everywhere." Santo said with some indignation.

"But Santo, your father and your two older brothers work hard every day so that you can study hard and get into college!" The mother burst into tears.

"Mother, it's okay, I've found a job, and the other party has advanced my salary of 20,000 US dollars." Santo looked out warily, then pulled out two stacks of dollars from his shabby shirt and said in a low voice.

"Santo, where did you get all these dollars?" The mother was surprised and said, "You must not have done anything illegal, those police are not good to us blacks!" ”

"Mother, don't worry, I earned this money legally, and I definitely didn't do anything illegal." Santo said smugly.

Naturally, this money was obtained by Santo framing Thor for cheating, and he didn't expect that he could actually encounter such a good thing, just framing a person to cheat, he could get 20,000 US dollars, and he could also get a job with an annual income of not less than 30,000 US dollars. As soon as the other party made this suggestion, Santo accepted it without hesitation.

"Oh, Santo, when your father and brothers come back, I'll talk to him about you! You know how to give for your family, my child! Mother said with tears in her eyes.

"Wait a minute, Mother, it seems that someone is coming, you put the money away first."

……

Santo's house was very simple, with no door, just a cloth covering it. The cold wind blew, and Li Ji saw the scene inside through the cracks in the wind. Looking at the appearance of the four walls of the house, there is really no need for the door.

There were only five people in the family, a middle-aged black woman with a headscarf, presumably the mother of the family. A young man in a shabby gray shirt, Li Ji's instincts told him that that person was the person he was looking for. The other three are all little children, lying on the messy bedboard, three of them, you squeeze me, I squeeze you.

It's already winter and it snowed yesterday. Although it was sunny today, it was already evening, and it was still very cold, and it was hard for Li Ji to imagine that there were still people wearing thin shirts in this weather.

Li Ji held his breath and walked to the door of the house. Lifting the rag that served as the door of the room, he looked inside, just in time to meet the young man in the room, Santo.

"You're a student in Class C of Midtown High School, I'm in Class A of Senior High School, I have something to look for you, can I come in?" Li Ji asked.

"No! Damn white people are not welcome in our house! Santo said angrily.

Li Ji felt a little embarrassed, he was obviously Chinese, how could he be treated as a white person, this person is colorless and face blind.

"I'm not white, I'm Chinese, but maybe I'm a little whiter." Li Ji said.

"Chinese are not welcome in my family either, those damn Chinese Americans are taking away our black jobs!" Santo said angrily.

Santo said this, Li Ji was a little unhappy, the status of Chinese Americans in the United States is lower than that of blacks, and the reason why they can have jobs is only because Chinese Americans are good enough.

"Anyway, I have something to look for you, if you don't let me in, you can come out." Li Ji's tone became less friendly.

"Santo." Santo's mother spoke worriedly.

"It's okay, Mother, I'll go out and chase that guy!" Santo walked out of the door, glanced to the right, and then looked at Li Ji: "Let's go over there and talk!" ”

The garbage mountain on the right is much denser than on the left, and Li Ji originally wanted to go to the open space on the left to talk, but it seemed that the black man in front of him wanted to go to the right, and Li Ji could only follow.

"You should know what I'm here for." Li Ji asked as he walked.

"How do I know what you're doing here, you damn Chinese?" Santo's tone was slightly evasive, and he seemed to be a little lacking in confidence. When Li Ji reported the name of his class, he understood the purpose of Li Ji's coming.

"I don't like to ask too much, the environment here makes me very uncomfortable, so I'll just get straight to the point, who instructed you to frame Thor?"