"Oh dear, why are you crying?" Xiao Meng asked in surprise when he saw Ah Si holding a bowl, turning his back to wipe away his tears.
There were a few pieces of fatty meat and a few pieces of lean meat in Ah Si's bowl. That was what he had just put on his plate. The boy was rather reserved and always kept his head down, too embarrassed to pick up any food.
To his surprise, Ah Si cried after he did this, and Xiao Meng even wondered if he had done something wrong.
"I've never eaten meat like this before, not even as a child. I never knew meat tasted like this," Ah Si said, choking back tears.
These few homeless beggars had at most eaten meat buns given to them by kind people, and that was enough to make them reminisce about for days.
Even if you manage to catch a sparrow and find a few eggs, without oil and salt, the roasted food won't taste as good.
He cried from being moved, and he also cried from the delicious food.
The other children's eyes also welled up with tears.
Eating meat, taking big bites, that feeling is so wonderful, it's like my soul is ascending. Now that I've tasted it, even if I were to die right now, it would be worth it.
The rough men of the Qiao family didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only awkwardly comfort them that things would get better in the future.
But deep down they all knew that Ah Da and the others were just helping out here by chance, getting a good meal and some wages, which made things a little easier for them. What about the future?
They couldn't guarantee them that they would always have work to do here or that they would always be fed.
Thinking about it, I feel helpless about life. Without parents, there is no one to rely on, like duckweed floating on water.
“If you keep doing this, be careful we eat all the meat and then you won’t get any,” Boss Qiao laughed.
The children were amused by him, and realizing that it wouldn't look good to wipe their eyes while eating, they wiped their eyes and buried themselves in their food.
As Qiao Lian'er ate, she thought that it would be good if these children could find a place to stay. She still needed some manpower in the county town to inquire about various things or keep an eye on the situation. A-Da and the others were just right.
After a good meal and replenishing the ingredients, Qiao Lian'er took A Da and the others to go shopping.
You can buy pots, pans, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar; it doesn't actually cost much.
"Sister Lian'er, don't you have these things at home?" A-Da asked, seeing that they had brought so many pots and pans, and wanted to buy more.
"These are for you," Lian'er said.
The children asked in surprise, "Buy it for us?"
"Okay, from now on you can live in that abandoned courtyard. Buy some vegetables and cook for yourselves. That way you'll save money. Now that you've changed into clean clothes, remember to shower and wash your hair every day. If you don't want to work at our stall, you can do odd jobs. It doesn't matter if the pay is less, as long as you can earn some money."
She didn't want these children to continue begging when the stall wasn't being used. The insults and beatings they suffered while begging for a long time would cause them to feel inferior and sensitive, affecting their personality development and potentially leading them astray when they grew up.
Earning money with your own hands, starting from childhood, even if you can only do manual labor when you grow up, you can still support yourself and don't have to beg on the street.
The children fell silent. Sister Lian'er was not only making things a little better for them in the short term, but also making long-term plans for their future.
The emotions I felt were beyond words.
"Sister Lian'er, if you need anything in the future, just let me know," Ah Da promised.
The other children echoed in unison, "We'll all listen to Sister Lian'er."
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