Danny couldn't hear any sound. He didn't know that someone had caused trouble for Lin Yu before, nor did he know that someone had banged on the door not long ago.
After eating, he sat obediently on the bed and fiddled with the pull rings of some cans, putting them on his fingers and taking them off again.
Cheng Hao glanced at him and comforted Lin Yuxun: "Don't worry, it's okay, I can fix the door and I will fix it tomorrow." The structure of the door was very simple, he should be able to try to fix it.
Lin Yuxun's expression was still grim, but there was a glimmer in his eyes: "Thank you."
"I should be the one to say thank you. If you hadn't saved me, I would probably be dead." Cheng Hao said.
"I didn't do anything..." Lin Yuxun said, "I don't have money to take you to the hospital."
"I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital." Cheng Hao said. He had been to the United States when he participated in a boxing competition and knew how terrible the medical expenses in the United States were without medical insurance.
Although it is 1880, forty years before his time, seeing a doctor here is definitely not cheap.
And... according to Cheng Jinhao's memory, there was no hospital in the slum community at all.
Lin Yuxun was obviously a bit introverted. He glanced at Cheng Hao and didn't respond. He sat there blankly for a while before saying, "I'll go do the laundry."
As he spoke, he picked up Cheng Hao's dirty clothes and his own clothes and went outside. Soon, the sound of water was heard outside.
Cheng Hao wanted to say thank you, but he felt that just saying "thank you" was not enough, and he was also tired... He didn't say much, but just closed his eyes again.
He was not feeling well at the moment. He was very weak and very, very hungry.
The fishy smell of canned tuna became tempting... Cheng Hao restrained himself from thinking too much and started thinking about other things.
For example, how should I live next?
In his current situation, he can continue to go to school, but if he does, he will have no income and will not be able to make a living - people need food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even if there are welfare benefits here to guarantee "food", he cannot be without money to rent a house and buy clothes.
So, he had to find a way to make money.
But making money is not that easy.
If you want to find a job, you need at least a high school diploma, and preferably a driver's license, but he... or should I say Cheng Jinhao, has nothing.
He is still young.
Even a restaurant wouldn't hire a minor like him who has nothing as a waiter.
If there really were a restaurant with such low standards for hiring waiters, he probably wouldn't be able to compete with those who were born and raised here.
Why are people in slum communities so poor? Isn't it because many of them are unemployed? While there are those who would rather be homeless than work, there are also many who are willing to fight for a job opportunity.
Therefore, he simply couldn't find a job that didn't require any technical skills.
As for jobs that require technical skills... he has no skills at all. He has been boxing in his previous life, and he only knows how to box.
Of course, he has one advantage over others - he understands Chinese.
But these days, Americans are definitely not interested in learning Chinese.
Even if some of them wanted to learn, he couldn't find them. The upscale community here would not allow someone like him to get close.
Cheng Hao suddenly realized... that he was completely useless.
It was impossible for him to rob and steal money like Cheng Jinhao, so the only thing he could do was to queue up at the relief center.
Thinking of Cheng Jinhao, Cheng Hao thought of Cheng Jinhao's family.
He also had another option, which was to contact Cheng Jinhao's family.
But he couldn't do that... he wanted to live.
Cheng Jinhao was sent to the United States and stabbed. It was obvious that someone wanted to harm him. Contacting Cheng Jinhao's family under such circumstances would be simply walking into a trap and seeking one's life.
Cheng Hao thought about a lot of things, and finally he was exhausted and slowly fell asleep.
Cheng Hao didn't know how long he had slept. He was woken up by the sound of slamming the rolling door.
When he woke up, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.
The mixed-race child beside him was still sleeping soundly, completely unaffected by the knocking on the door. Lin Yuxun was not in the bedroom.
Along with the banging sound of the rolling door, the voice of the middle-aged man who had driven those black people away yesterday rang out from outside: "Damn it! Little bastard, you broke my door, you have to compensate me for it!"
"Sorry..." Lin Yuxun's voice was weak.
"Open the door!" the man's voice said again.
"I... I'm sorry..." Lin Yuxun's voice was almost inaudible amidst the sound of the rolling door shaking.
Cheng Hao felt that he was in much better condition than yesterday. He got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, and saw Lin Yuxun trying to open the door.
Lin Yuxun was wearing a washed-out shirt with an ill-fitting woolen vest covered in small pompoms on the outside. He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his head, but he still couldn't open the door.
The rolling door has been deformed.
The rolling door lock is connected to each side with an iron rod as thick as a finger. When locking, the key is turned and the iron rod extends a little to both sides and inserts into the hole of the iron door frame next to it. Even if it is locked, to unlock it, you need to turn the key to retract the iron rod.
But now, because someone smashed the door before, the iron rod was bent, and the door naturally could not be opened.
"I shouldn't have let you live in this house! Not only can you not pay the rent, but you also like to cause trouble!" The middle-aged man's voice sounded outside again. As he spoke, he cursed and asked Lin Yuxun to open the door.
"The door is stuck and won't open, but don't worry, I'll fix it later," Cheng Hao said in English. The broken door had nothing to do with them, and even less to do with the landlord, so he was willing to find a way to fix it.
Unfortunately, as soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man who was supposed to be the landlord became even angrier: "Who is this? You little bastard, I told you not to bring anyone back! If you bring anyone back, you need to increase the rent!"
As he spoke, he started to curse, and his curses were very unpleasant.
Cheng Hao had never been scolded before, so he didn't know how to deal with this situation. Fortunately, the voice of the woman who scolded those black people last night rang out: "Honey, stop scolding. It won't make the door better... Just ask them to fix it!"
"Does that poor fellow have the money to fix my door?"
"If he has no money, kick him out." The woman said, "Don't be angry, dear. I made you onion soup. Come and eat."
The sound gradually faded away, and it was finally quiet here.
At this time, Lin Yuxun looked at Cheng Hao: "If this door needs to be repaired, the iron bars need to be bent back... I can't do it." The structure of the rolling door is very simple, and it is even more clear when looking at it from inside the door. He can still understand it.
"I'll do it." Cheng Hao said.
"You are injured..." Lin Yuxun hesitated.
"I'm fine." Cheng Hao said. He must exert his strength now, otherwise none of them would be able to get out - Lin Yuxun was too thin and looked weak.
As he said this, Cheng Hao came to the door, observed it for a moment, and then pried it open with force...
The iron rod was not thick, and he actually straightened it, but his wound seemed to have broken open again.
Fortunately, after a night's rest, he has recovered much better, and even if the wound breaks, he will not faint.
Cheng Hao sat on the stool next to him and said to Lin Yuxun, "Try to open the door.
Lin Yuxun nodded and tried to open the door.
The lock could be opened, but the door was deformed and could not be pulled up to a certain extent. In the end, the door could only be about one meter off the ground.
If you want to get out, you have to bend down and crawl out.
But at least I can get out.
Cheng Hao said, "Let's do this for now. I'll figure out the rest later."
"Okay." Lin Yuxun said.
"Do you have anything to do today?" Cheng Hao asked again.
Lin Yuxun said, "I'm going to school."
Cheng Hao thought for a moment and said, "I'll take you to school." Those black men might come and cause trouble for Lin Yuxun again, so it would be better for him to take Lin Yuxun to school.
Lin Yuxun was stunned: "You are injured."
"I told you, I'm fine," Cheng Hao said. Given the situation, he definitely had to go out and take a look... After sending Lin Yuxun to school, he would look for a relief center here and queue up for relief.
Lin Yuxun wanted to refuse, but Cheng Hao insisted, so he said, "Then let's go."
"Wait, eat something first." Cheng Hao said. Lin Yuxun didn't eat anything last night and probably didn't eat anything this morning either.
Lin Yuxun's face turned red. "There's no food at home... But don't worry, the school has free breakfast. Wait for me at the school gate and I can get some out for you."
Cheng Hao had already suspected that Lin Yuxun might not have any more food, and after confirming it, he felt even more embarrassed: "You don't have to take it out... I'll go in and eat it myself."
The schools in the poor communities were not well managed. When Cheng Jinhao left his original residence and wandered around, he would go to school to eat when he was hungry. He could do the same.
He was too hungry to care even if it was embarrassing.
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