Chapter 227: The Clouds Clear and the Moon Shines

"The devil's base camp?" Zhang Susu asked curiously.

"Yes, everyone sees us as poisonous scorpions. Whether looking for a job, going to school, or doing anything else, hearing that we are from District 3 is like a flood and a beast."

"I am very lucky. Although I was born here, my parents both died when I was 18. Yes, the fact that I have both parents is lucky for me."

Uncle Tom smiled bitterly. The car couldn't move anymore, so he parked it on the side of the road and turned off the meter.

Mi Xia and Zhang Susu didn't say anything. This man who looked rough on the outside actually had such a soft side on the inside.

Uncle Tom continued, "I was lucky enough to be placed in an orphanage, where I stood out from many children who had lost their parents like me. I was soon adopted by my foster parents, who loved me very much... very much, but unfortunately..."

At this point, Uncle Tom choked up a little. He wiped his eyes and said sorry.

Mi Xia and Zhang Susu quickly signaled that it was okay.

"In District 3, there are only two kinds of people. One kind doesn't even have children. They don't want their offspring to live the same life they do now. The other kind is just the opposite. They try their best to have children, hoping that one day one of their children will be successful and lead the family out of suffering."

At this point, Uncle Tom smiled bitterly, "But how can we raise so many children? People in District 3 can't find jobs and can only live on government relief, but relief is not paid on time, so where can we get food? That's what I just said about the waterway. Those children can only pick up things in the waterway to exchange for food, or even pick up food to eat."

"Picking up food to eat in the waterway?" Zhang Susu couldn't understand this behavior.

Uncle Tom cleared his throat and continued, "Do you know how many people starve to death in District 3 every year? Although each family has several children on average, the total population has been declining. There were 15,000 people in District 3 many years ago. Do you know how many there are now? Only 3,000! Maybe in a few years, District 3 will be a historical term."

"Sorry, I've said too much. It's time for us to leave. Where are you going?" Uncle Tom rubbed his face, forced a smile and said to Mi Xia and Zhang Susu.

"Hansi University." Mi Xia said softly.

The atmosphere along the way was very depressing, no one spoke, and the car drove silently to the entrance of Hanian University.

Mi Xia handed over a hundred-yuan bill and said, "Come on, look at the sky. I believe that one day, the dark clouds in District 3 will dissipate and the moon will shine when the clouds clear."

Uncle Tom did not take the money, but got out of the car and bowed to Mi Xia and Zhang Susu, saying: "I'm sorry, I talked too much today and disturbed you. Thank you for listening. I won't charge for the fare. If you need a car for anything in the future, please call me anytime. Old Tom will be there whenever you call."

Mi Xia hurriedly declined, but Uncle Tom refused to take the money no matter what. Mi Xia had to secretly throw the money into the car so that Uncle Tom could see it when he drove.

Mi Xia took Zhang Susu and walked into the campus. They looked at the green trees in front of them and saw brightly dressed college students walking on the road. They walked together in groups of three or two, talking and laughing. It seemed like they were in two different worlds from the 굛 District 3 they had just seen.

"Mi Xia, do you think what we just saw and heard was true?" Zhang Susu took a long time to come back to her senses.

"Susu, this is how the world is. I told you to see the reality of capitalist countries, but you have experienced two extremes. On one side is the prosperous Broadway, and on the other side is District 3 struggling on the brink of life and death..."

"The merchant girl knows not the hatred for her country, and still sings the song of the back garden across the river." Zhang Susu couldn't help but think of this poem...

Later that day, Christian saw Thomas giving flowers to Mi Xia for the first time. She was so angry that she was about to explode, angry that Thomas didn't do the same to her.

꺗She was angry that Mi Xia was ungrateful. The man that Christian liked was rejected by Mi Xia. She was so angry when she thought about it.

Christian glared at Mi Xia fiercely, then turned around and went home. She wanted to go home to find her father and see what Thomas meant.

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"Dad, can you go to Thomas's house and ask for me again? A few days ago I asked you to go and ask, and you said it's not good for girls to be too proactive. Now several days have passed, so it should be okay, right?" Christian said coquettishly. She really liked Thomas.

"Okay, okay, I'll go now." Christian's father, Anthony, touched Christian and said.

"Dad, I'll go with you." Christian said, holding Anthony's arm.

"You are not allowed to go. Just wait for me here." Anthony said seriously.

"Why, Dad, I'm going." Christian shook Anthony's arm.

"You're a girl. If we women go to the men's side, we'll be looked down upon. Why are you rushing over to follow us?!"

Anthony dotes on Christian very much, but he would never agree to such a thing, no matter how much Christian begged him.

"Dad, I really want to go, please let me go..."

"I said no, it means no, stay here honestly and don't go anywhere." Anthony said cruelly.

"Okay, okay, then I'll wait for your news here. It must be good news, okay?" Christian looked at Anthony with his big eyes, and his heart melted.

"Okay, wait for me to bring you good news." Anthony touched Christian's hair and then strode out.

Ever since Anthony left, Christian couldn't sit still and kept pacing around her father's office.

Christian really likes Thomas. On the one hand, the two grew up together, so their relationship is special. On the other hand, Thomas is so handsome and has not grown crooked at all.

Just like that, Christian walked around the office for more than two hours before Anthony came back with a gloomy face.

Christian, who had been walking around excitedly, saw her father coming back and ran to Anthony with a happy smile on her face.

"What about dad? Thomas' dad?" As long as Thomas' parents agreed to the marriage, it would not work even if Thomas liked Mi Xia so much.

"No." Anthony said in a low voice. He was very angry now. Although his family was much worse than Thomas's, it was still a wealthy family in the eyes of others.

Thomas's family rejected his proposals again and again. Did they look down on his family? He just couldn't understand. His daughter was fair-skinned and beautiful, and had been trained to be a talented woman since childhood. Why didn't they like her?