Cen Huaian didn't say anything at first, but secretly looked at Chu Xia's expression. He felt that his mother seemed to know everything.
He hummed and pursed his lips tightly. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong, but he still felt uneasy.
So the big eyes kept looking at Chuxia.
Chuxia sighed and suddenly felt that she had a long way to go.
"Keep picking them up."
Chu Xia did not ask Cen Huaian to go back. Since he likes to be self-reliant, this is a good thing.
But telling a lie and running away secretly without telling the adults is not an easy matter.
She took a breath, then got up to find the people who helped look for the child, thanked the neighbors, and told them that the child had been found.
These are all favors and must be repaid.
Chuxia returned to the garbage dump behind the paper mill and saw Cen Huaian picking up waste paper into his torn sack with his little hands very quickly. Some people thought he was in the way and pushed him.
Chu Xia immediately walked over and pushed the short woman away, her face fierce: "There are so many places and you don't pick it up! An adult bullies a child! Do you have any shame!"
The man also bullied the weak and feared the strong. He looked up at Chuxia and saw that she was wearing a nice and clean shirt and pants. She was obviously a factory employee. She had a fierce look on her face and was holding a wooden stick. He felt timid and swallowed his words, muttered something and went away.
"Mother."
Cen Huaian looked at her.
Chu Xia was picking up the garbage with a stick while bending over to cut paper. When she heard Cen Huaian's voice, she said unhappily, "What are you yelling for? Pick it up quickly!"
Cen Huaian didn’t know what he felt in his heart, but he felt extremely warm, just like the roasted sweet potatoes that Bangge gave him in winter, warm and sweet.
"Yeah!" He responded loudly and lowered his head to quickly pick up the waste paper.
Don't underestimate the job of picking up junk. It's very tiring to bend over for a long time.
Chuxia was not as strong as the kids like Cen Huaian, so she would pick up the trash for a while and then take a rest.
When she was taking a break, she saw a boy of eight or nine years old talking to Cen Huaian.
The boy didn't look like a child at all. Chu Xia felt that he was similar to Cen Huaian whom she saw when she just came here. There was a fierceness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his eyes were alert and ready to snatch food at any time.
He should be the leader of this group of rag-picking kids.
Later, when she continued to pick up trash, she saw that the children all obeyed the orders of this eight or nine-year-old child, and Chuxia knew that she was right.
It was not until the sun set and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the garbage dump that Chu Xia said to Cen Huaian: "It's time to go home, let's go."
Cen Huaian could no longer carry the torn sack, and Chu Xia couldn't lift it either, so the two of them dragged it to the boy of eight or nine years old.
"Brother Bang, this is what I picked up today."
Bango tied the sack neatly and said, "Okay, let's stick to the old rules."
Chuxia looked at Bangge. He had a smile on his face, but his smile also had a wild and unruly taste. In this era, this kid would most likely become a hero in the future.
It all depends on whether he walks the right path or not. In the 1980s and 1990s, there was only a fine line between good and evil.
There are many who have gone astray. After all, once the beast of desire is released from the fence, how many people can bring it back