Part of the plot of this story is based on the documentary of the women's dormitory, except for the names of the people, if the plot of the story is similar, it is not a coincidence.

It's not all the poor people who live here, Otto looked at this harsh environment and consciously wanted to answer the poor, but when the words came to his mouth, he forcibly changed his words for some reason: It's some people whose family conditions are not very good, right?

Looks like you're still a little bit of an eyer. The curly-haired aunt glanced at him with strange eyes, and then nodded, yes, the people who live here are poor, but they are all poorer people than you imagined, marginal people who are even more marginal than you imagined.

Otto was puzzled: he was poorer than I had imagined

Although there was confusion and incomprehension in his tone, due to his life experience, he still disagreed with it in his tone, and even secretly said in his heart: How poor can you be? Can you be more low-level than a homeless man who rummages through garbage cans on the road and sleeps in the park?

In his perception of the low-level personnel, it is probably limited to the superficial extent of digging through the garbage cans to pick up garbage during the day and sleeping in the park at night.

The curly-haired aunt was keenly aware of his attitude, smiled and didn't care, but pointed to a bunk in the corner of the room with her cigarette and talked about a seemingly unrelated topic: the person who lived in that bed was called Yu Mei'e, who moved here for the first time at the age of two, and she had lived in this dormitory for almost thirteen years.

She is a rural person and has a younger brother. When she was a child, her family thought that it was useless for the girl to go to school and a waste of money, so they asked her to drop out of school to help the family and save the money for her brother to go to school. When she grew up a little longer and was old enough to get married, she married her to a man who was almost 20 years older than her in the same village at a good price, and used the bride price money to pay her brother's tuition, helping her brother change his fate.

She has worked with the man who is almost old enough to be her old son for most of her life, and her husband is also a bastard, often beating and scolding her, not only smoking and drinking. Prostitution. Gambling everything, and idleness all day long, no work, no discipline, all rely on her to support the family, and when she was in her forties, she actually thought she was old and drove her out of the house.

The curly-haired aunt spat hard when she said this, and scolded emotionally, Otto saw this and hurriedly comforted her, and after seeing that her mood had stabilized slightly, she asked curiously: What about later? What if she gets kicked out?

She glanced faintly at Otto and sneered, as if to laugh at his ignorance: Later? What can I do? Homeless, she had to wander around, relying on odd jobs every day to make ends meet, and later she found this dormitory, where she lived for thirteen years.

The dark room, the turbid and rotten and moldy air, lived in this damp and cold environment for more than ten years

How could she live in this environment Otto looked around at the harsh environment around her, and before she finished speaking, she realized the reason why she lived here.

Because it's cheap. The curly-haired aunt dusted off her cigarette ash and took over the conversation, there are doors and walls here, it is safer and warmer than sleeping under the overpass and sleeping in the park, and they can find a bed to sleep in for one night with only money, as long as they pick up some old bedding that others have lost, they can settle down here.

Just imagine, how can a woman who has never gone to school, has no skills, and only has a handful of strength in her body survive after being kicked out of her home?

If you are young and have a little strength, you may be able to move bricks on the construction site and do some hard work, but what about when you are old? Just like Hu De'e, how can a ten-year-old or even older person survive? The answer is here, she, or rather, their curly-haired aunt paused at this point, and drew a circle with her hand to signal the people who used to live in this dormitory, go out to do odd jobs during the day, do the dirty work that others are not willing to do, and return here at night to pay for accommodation, eat some flower rolls and rub some tap water to deal with even a meal, and if you have a little more money, you may pick up some leftover or thrown away vegetable leaves in the vegetable market, pinch off the moth-eaten and rotten parts, and then borrow someone else's stove to fry some yellowed vegetable leaves

The curly-haired aunt recounted the experiences of every tenant here, and her every word was like a hammer slamming into Otto's heart, leaving him speechless.

Hu De'e, who has suffered for most of her life, is still being squeezed by her children even when she is old, and most of the money she usually earns is taken away by her sons. Several times she thought about going home to help her son,

As a result, not long after returning home, she was kicked out of the house by her son and daughter-in-law, and finally returned to this collective dormitory and found a job as a nurse, taking care of the elderly and sick who were not much older than her.

Once, she also resented the injustice of fate, hated her own miserable life, and she obviously didn't do anything hurtful, why did she fall to such a point.

And after so many years, she is also relieved to see it, she wants to live now, she can live day by day, and living well is her biggest rebellion against fate. And without any social security, she has already planned the final road of her life, if she really can't work one day, she will finally buy some mouse medicine to give herself a good time, and don't cause trouble to future generations.

In the dormitory, people like Hu De'e are not alone, the old woman whose children are stupid, her husband died early and was kicked out by her husband's relatives, the single mother who lived in this collective dormitory with her three-year-old child, and the old couple in their 60s who still have to come out to pick up some garbage and sell it to make a living

Most of the people who live here can no longer see the future, they can only be trapped here forever, they are more marginal than the conventional sense, more than the bottom of the bottom, they don't earn much money, they don't have social security, they can't wait for social assistance, they can only rely on themselves, and even do their best to live every day.

Time passed unconsciously, and Otto listened quietly to the curly-haired aunt's story of the tenants: why didn't they live here anymore?

As soon as he said this, Otto felt like he had asked a stupid question.

Because this old house is going to be demolished. The aunt took two deep puffs of her cigarette, and her expression was a little solemn: the entire old community had to be demolished to make room for the upcoming new building. Residents don't have much impact, even if the demolition money they get is not enough to buy a new house nearby, the big deal is to move to a place where the housing price is cheaper in the suburbs, far away but there is still a house to live in, and those young people who share a house or rent a house alone are not a big deal to change places to rent, but they

There is nowhere to go.

The curly-haired aunt didn't pick it out, but Otto already knew the answer.

Again and again they begged me not to drive them away, and that they would accept to live here even if the price went up a little more. My aunt put the cigarette butt on the bed and snuffed out the cigarette, but this thing was not something I could control, and in the end I made them die and hurry to find a new place to live is the most important thing, and they also made a fuss about it, but in the end they all moved out.

So where did they go?

Where can the homeless go? What about the streets, parks, bridges, or garbage heaps?

Aunt glanced at Otto faintly: Even if I tell you, what can you do?

He was a little speechless when asked, and after a long hesitation, he replied: I just want to see if there is anything I can do to help them

Aunt Hum snorted coldly, I don't know if she was laughing, and then shook her head and said: Even if you have the ability to help them, I still advise you to give up as soon as possible, because I don't know where they have moved now

They moved away quietly and didn't reveal their whereabouts to anyone, so no one knows where they went or where they were going, but I think they probably still live in the city

Because they can't get out of the city

The sun is setting, and the winter night always comes early, and the sky in Yandu has completely darkened.

Soon after it got dark, the curly-haired aunt slammed the door and left the neighborhood where there were not many people living there, when a sneaky figure poked its head out of the green belt full of garbage.

Otto didn't leave, he waited until the curly-haired aunt was cleaning up the room and closing the door to leave, and after squatting in the cold wind for more than half an hour, after making sure that the landlord would not return, he sneaked into the dark hallway.

He tried to push the wooden door, and although the door creaked, the marblelock did its job faithfully, so that the door had no intention of being pushed open.

Looks like it's going to have to pick the lock.

Otto thought to himself, but the sliding door and picking the lock was really not a problem for him.

Like this old-fashioned bullet door lock, you only need to find a hard card and stuff it into the crack of the door, and then brush it down a little harder, only to hear a snap, and the door lock is opened easily and quickly, and the wooden door is slowly pushed open with a sluggish creak.

Of course, if the door is locked, there is no way to open the door by this means, and he has to find a key abrasive tool and wrap it in tin foil, and poke and twist it into the lock to open it.

The trouble is a little troublesome, but you don't need any technical content to open this kind of door lock.

Isn't it just that some low-level people can't live anymore and move away? The old guy also made a fuss and said that a lot of people were missing. Forget it, just check it casually and go home, Otto carefully closed and locked the door, although he said this, he turned on his phone, and the flash boy searched carefully in the cramped room.

The room was still so damp and cold, and the air smelled of rotting wood and mold, and soon Otto made a discovery under a bunk bed, and he focused the light of his phone on the foreign object under the bed

This is

Otto found a broken broom and swept it out, only to see what the foreign object hidden under the bed was, it was a worm corpse, it looked a bit like a spider, but it was a little too big, the head was nearly thirty centimeters in size, but now its interior had been completely emptied, and from the cracked abdomen it could be seen that it was covered with something like plant roots, and there was also a grave grass growing where it looked like the head.

It's a, isn't it? Could it be that the old guy said that there is really a supernatural power at work here?