Chapter 110: Children in the Shantytown
There were signs standing on the roadside with rows one and two written on them. Xiang Yu looked at the number on the key and found that the room she rented was in row sixteen.
Sweat slid into the corners of his eyes. Xiang Yu reached out to wipe it away. The part of his back where the backpack was was already wet with sweat.
It was wet and stuck to my body. There were nearly a hundred tin houses in a row, and the ground was dirty. The ground was full of dust when I stepped on it.
My shoes were covered with dust. There were very few men in the entire shantytown, as most of them had gone to work.
Only some old people, women and children were left.
The child sat on the stone bench in front of the door, looking at Xiang Yu who was walking on the path, "Sister..." the child followed closely behind Xiang Yu.
His right hand was always stretched out, asking Xiang Yu for something.
Some children also ran out of the room and ran towards Xiang Yu, stretching out their dirty hands and blocking Xiang Yu.
"Sister..." Every time a survivor came to the shantytown, as long as they had a backpack, they would always come forward to ask for things.
The backpack behind him was pulled by someone, and Xiang Yu pushed away the child who was blocking him.
If you feel sorry for these children and feed them, you are just digging your own grave.
Although there is a security team in the shelter, they have never taken any action against robberies in the shanty towns.
These kids are used to robbing passers-by, so they just need to be a little soft-hearted and give these new survivors some food.
The backpack will definitely be snatched away by them, and you won’t be able to do anything about it.
They relied on their young age and knew that what they did was wrong, but as long as they could have enough food to eat, robbery was nothing, as long as they didn't kill anyone in the shelter.
The security team has no reason to punish them.
Each of them was like a little elf, surrounding Xiang Yu and begging for food. When they saw that Xiang Yu refused to give them anything, they wanted to take it themselves.
Anyway, they are just children, and these adults will not do anything to them no matter what.
Inside the house, their mother stood at the window, watching her children's actions, with no intention of coming out to stop them.
After all, if the children take things back, they can get a share.
As long as no one is killed in the shelter, the security team will not intervene. Several pairs of dirty hands have already touched Xiang Yu's backpack straps.
They pulled Xiang Yu's shoulder straps tightly, and their meaning was obvious: they wanted Xiang Yu to leave the backpack behind.
At this moment, there were four or five children blocking her way. They looked at her with their dark eyes, as if they would not let her leave unless she gave them the green light.
Xiang Yu suddenly smiled, "You really want it," and the children looked at Xiang Yu without any change in their eyes.
One of them even took out a dagger. They saw that Yu was a girl walking alone and wanted to rob her.
Xiang Yu looked at the middle-aged women standing in front of the window and loosened his grip on the backpack.
The rule in the shelter is that you can't kill people, but it doesn't say you can't hit people. Besides, these kids really deserve a beating.
He raised his foot and kicked the child who was blocking in front of him, and the child flew three meters away. This was when Xiang Yu was holding back.
The child holding the dagger was stunned for a moment, then the hand holding the dagger swung up instantly and stabbed towards Xiang Yu's calf.
Xiang Yu's eyes turned cold instantly. He slapped his wrist holding the dagger and picked up the dagger from the ground.
Xiang Yu stabbed into the back of his hand. A scream was heard, and then all the women who were watching the show in the house came out.
They had encountered ruthless people before, and when they saw that Xiang Yu was not easy to deal with, they all called their children back.
Only the child was still wailing. The dagger on the back of his hand had been stuck into the ground. He looked at Xiang Yu with hatred in his eyes.
No wonder he is so cruel, it turns out there is no one to discipline him.
Xiang Yu turned and left. When she opened the door of Room 23, she turned her head to look at the child who was staring at her.
He had already pulled out the dagger from the back of his hand and stood in the shadow of two iron houses, licking the blood on the back of his hand.
He stared at Xiang Yu, and when he saw Xiang Yu looking at him, he smiled, then turned around and ran away.
The space inside the tin house is very small. There is a pile of dry grass in the corner, which is the place to sleep.
A window more than one meter wide, with no curtains, just a waterproof cloth, which makes a rustling sound when the wind blows.
A small white pot was placed next to the pile of dry grass, which was used for going to the toilet.
Xiang Yu took out the sofa bed from the space, did not move anything in the room, and placed the sofa bed in another corner.
I took out two more ice cubes and the room felt a little cooler.
After blocking the window with something, Xiang Yu fell asleep on the sofa bed.
In order to enter City A, she had not had much rest on the road.
After waking up at four in the afternoon, I drank some ice water to sober myself up, then put the sofa bed and ice cubes into the space.
After eating something, I went out. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the workers who had gone to work were also returning home one after another.
The shantytowns are bustling.
The tin house was too narrow and too hot. A dozen men, holding steamed buns in their hands, sat on the ground in the shadow of the tin house. When they saw Xiang Yu passing by, they started whistling.
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