"Orange girl, why don't you ever go to training?" Five or six have already slept, after all, they are still children, and they are in the stage of growing their bodies, and they will start to need to sleep when the nutrition can keep up.

"Not everyone can go in for training, only those who have decided to train can go in." The orange girl had just carried Xiao Wuliu into the room to sleep, and now she was squatting next to Sun Xiran, accompanying her to bask in the sun and chat.

Sun Xiran likes this little girl very much: well-behaved and sensible, civilized and loving, respectful of the old and love for the young, hard-working and skillful, and most importantly, this little girl has a heart that understands and tolerates her.

"Where's the bitter bamboo? Why did this little girl disappear every day after lunchtime? This phenomenon has been going on for more than a month, even Sun Xiran feels curious, it is really too regular.

The muscles under the orange girl's left eye twitched slightly, and her expression was a little weird: "Grandma Sun, it's better not to ask." With that, she pursed her lips and quickly pouted to the lower left.

As soon as he said this, Sun Xiran became even more curious. In fact, with Sun Xiran's character, no one cares, after all, these people are robots, robots from the robot planet that have nothing to do with their own eight poles. However, these little girls have lived together for so long, and this is the first time that Sun Xiran has been able to live a peaceful life. A few little girls, although they have their own small problems, but no one is perfect, and a few little girls are very good.

The orange girl frowned slightly and thought about it for a while, feeling that it didn't matter even if she told Sun Xiran, because the entire Dudao Mansion knew about these things.

After thinking about the wording, the orange girl lowered her voice: "Grandma Sun, aren't you curious about why Kuzhu has never done anything, but has always been able to work in this mansion?" ”

As soon as she said this, Sun Xiran thought about it, it was really strange: "You said that there are many people who want to become the maids around Dudaoliu, but other little girls will at least work hard, and if they are not careful, they will lose their current job - the management of servants in your house is still quite strict." Last time, I heard Ye Zi say that a male maid was fired by a housekeeper who strictly followed the rules when he was three minutes late in delivering beauty soup to the lady in the house. Come to think of it, it's not easy for you kids. They were all raised by their mother's biological parents, but the jobs they found were to serve people. Not only to serve people, but also to be on guard at all times. Pity God. Alas, poor child. Sun Xiran thought about the sadness of the work of this pleasing girl in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh again, "Alas, poor girl, I hope you can find a better family when the time comes, marry and enjoy the happiness." It's far away, and when people are older, they just talk for a long time, and they don't know what to say. Don't be disgusted. Alas. Sun Xiran didn't see it, and when she said that she hoped that the orange girl would find a good family, the orange girl's strange expression was fleeting.

"Grandma Sun, you're in great health. I've heard that the life of you earthlings has always been very short, and it's not bad to live to be in your eighties. Although your later technology is very high, you are able to artificially determine the length of a person's life. However, you are abandoned, and it is not easy for you to survive, let alone live to be in your eighties. "The orange girl's mouth will always amuse Sun Xiran.

"Just your little girl's sweet mouth." Although Sun Xiran knew that the orange girl was coaxing herself, she still felt that it sounded good, "Don't you know, in our place, not only have to fight with fate, but also with people, if you are not careful, you will die in the hands of people who are back to back to keep warm." Thinking about that time, Sun Xiran was sad, how many good children died in the hands of the person who gave his back to the other party to protect him a second ago.

"Grandma Sun, tell me about it." The orange girl especially likes to listen to Sun Xiran talk about these things, which she has never heard or seen.

"Remember, one day, suddenly a little kid saw a mouse. You know, the mouse has lost all its fur, its eyes are green, and it's not very thin. But, everybody's so happy. You know, that's meat to everyone? It's the size of a little finger, but it's meat. Sun Xiran's eyes shrank slightly, and he fell into the memory, completely ignoring the orange girl's somewhat uncomfortable expression.

"You know, the dozen or so people who were still hugging each other just now are fighting each other, and their heads are still bleeding. That time, in the end, only me, Xiao Wu Liu, and two or three people who were dying. I hugged Little Five or Six tightly and pressed his head to prevent him from seeing such a bloody picture. I'm hungry for that mouse, too, but how can I, an old woman with a small child, be the opponent of those people? Although I am old, my mind knows very well that whoever gets that mouse will be killed by someone else. It's a pity that before I got the mouse, I almost died. Sun Xiran couldn't help but sigh, "Later, among the few people who survived, the one who could barely climb struggled to climb to the dead mouse." In fact, his eyes were covered with blood from his head, and they were very swollen. But he found the mouse with his squinted eyes. He didn't even wipe it, he stuffed it directly into his mouth, and the bite was a clattering fragrance, and the rat blood was black, mixed with his own blood, not only him, but the other few people we saw felt so fragrant and greedy. Speaking of this, Sun Xiran sighed again and shook his head, "But, do you know? Before he could swallow it, he died. ”

The orange girl had retched several times, but she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of interrupting Sun Xiran's memories. For these cruel and dark things, for these stories about human nature, the orange girl forced herself to accept and understand: "Why? Her voice was devoid of its previous vitality and dry.

"That rat can survive in that kind of environment, it is also a mutation, and the toxins in the environment are converted into its own nutrients." Sighing, Sun Xiran shook her head, her voice was so low that the orange girl who was close to her couldn't hear clearly, "Actually, which of us who survived can still be regarded as a human being?" ”

"Grandma Sun??????" The orange girl desperately pressed her tumbling stomach while trying to comfort Sun Xiran. However, she found that in the face of reality, any words of comfort were empty and useless.

Sun Xiran sighed deeply, shook his head, and sealed those bad memories in his mind: "It's really old, and the topic is too far away." Didn't you just talk about bitter bamboo? Tell me, what's going on with bitter bamboo? ”

The orange girl also wanted to drive away those bad atmospheres: "She, in fact, comes from the lowest level, that is, the poor class that you earthlings were disgusted at that time. She also comes from a poor family, and she is also abandoned by the planet. Actually, she should be the one who can best understand what you feel. "But, then why does Kuzhu hate Sun Xiran and Wu Liu so much? Actually, Sun Xiran and five or six pairs of bitter bamboo are not bad.

Sun Xiran nodded, she finally understood where Kuzhu's hostility towards herself and Wuliu came from: it was precisely because Sun Xiran and Wuliu were both abandoned human beings, so, when she saw them, Kuzhu would think of her birth that she was unwilling to accept and recognize. And Sun Xiran and Wuliu have now become the masters of Kuzhu, and they need Kuzhu to serve, how can Kuzhu stand it.

"And how did she climb up?" It is probably very difficult for an outcast to enter the circle of high society, just as difficult as changing his birth.

Seeing that there was no one left and right, the orange girl's voice was lowered: "She got to this position today by sleeping with others." Thinking about it, Climbing Sun Xiran misunderstood that he was a person who liked to chew the root of his tongue, and couldn't help but add, "Everyone in the house knows about it, but everyone didn't say it." Who has nothing to do to pull hatred for herself, what's more, maybe one day she climbs up, what should she do? ”

Sun Xiran suddenly realized: It turns out that this is so. Alas, not easy children.

Birth was not something she could choose, but why did she have to bear all the pain? She's still a child, after all.

Suddenly, Sun Xiran thought of a question, and his face was a little red. In fact, Sun Xiran's skin is very dark, and it is impossible to see the red on her face, but she can clearly feel that her cheeks are burning: "Then, you robots?????? Life, how to solve it? It is?????? The men's and women's ?????? That one?????? You know?????? After all, you can simulate it again,?????? You're still robots??????"

Seeing Sun Xiran's embarrassed appearance, the orange girl suddenly understood her question, couldn't help but cover her mouth with her little hand, and smiled happily: "Just like our joys, sorrows, and sorrows, they are all programmed to control." ”

Sun Xiran pretended to be very calm: "But, this ?????? After all, it's a matter of two people??????"

"Every newly produced robot has half of the program in its body, and when it meets someone who happens to it, it exchanges its own program with each other, so as to get the pleasure that the program gives us. Of course, for every exchange, you can only feel it once. It is said that this feeling is very addictive, and you will not know the taste of food and sleep. ”

Sun Xiran nodded and decided to quickly throw away this topic: "Then on your planet, is it possible for people in the bottom society to enter the upper class society, so as to change their fate and change the birth of future generations?" ”

The orange girl's heart suddenly became heavy, her face was indifferent, her eyes were staring at the orchid next to her, but her eyes were sloppy, and her voice was indifferent: "Never." Legend has it that those who come from the bottom of the society and change their fate are just artificial, and they are used to rule the people at the bottom ideologically, and they are willing to be slaves and servants. ”

Sun Xiran looked at such an orange girl and felt very unfamiliar: "Why? In fact, she wanted to ask: You are obviously an optimistic child, why are you so pessimistic and hopeless; You are obviously supposed to be a carefree child, why is it full of vicissitudes. However, she felt strongly that she could not ask.

The orange girl snorted coldly: "Unless, there is a high-class manufacturer who pretends to leave a high-quality electronic brain chip unintentionally, and then there must be a master from the upper class who happens to pass by by by by and pick up this chip with all the high-end materials needed to manufacture and produce robots." Otherwise, those born in the slums will always be poor. Moreover, even if the first two conditions are met, it is not enough, and you have to have a noble person to guide you all the way since you were born. Otherwise, if you lose at the starting line, then it is useless. Destiny? Oh, it's not something that people can escape at all. ”