Chapter 4: Deaf child

Cheng Hao lived for 28 years in his life, and spent most of his time with the boxing team. His daily routine is to train and continue training. His life is not good, but they are not without entertainment.
They also go online, watch TV, read novels and so on. Although he has not been exposed to many of these contacts, he also knows something about "golden fingers".
However, he is not sure if he actually has cheat fingers. He only has one feeling at this moment—hungry, and only wants to do one thing—to eat.
The teenager glanced at the plate with sandwiches and milk. "I asked Danny to give you something you didn't eat?"
"I ate it." Cheng Hao was a little embarrassed. "I have a big appetite."
This is no longer an appetite ... The teenager's face was shocked. He glanced at Cheng Hao, took out a milk powder jar from the corner of the bed, and poured out some cereal.
He poured the cereal into an iron lunch box, mixed it with a little water, and fed it to Cheng Hao spoon by spoon.
The water he added was not hot water, but cold water. The oatmeal did not soften at all. The oatmeal was the cheapest one ...
Cheng Hao felt like he was chewing wood dregs.
But he was too hungry.
Full of wood dregs in a lunch box, no, he actually ate all the cereal.
He felt that he had regained more energy, and his weakness and pain had disappeared a lot, and then ... he was hungrier.
There are many oatmeal in the canned milk powder ...
Cheng Hao's eyes fell on that can: "Can you give me some more?"
The teenager hesitated, poured out the remaining oatmeal in the can, added some water, and fed it to Cheng Hao. While feeding, he looked at Cheng Hao's stomach with surprise.
Cheng Hao was actually very surprised.
The sandwich, milk, and fried chicken at the beginning were all the same. The large bread was not the light and hungry bread he had eaten in the country. On the contrary, it was very heavy and it was enough for the family to eat.
Not to mention later oatmeal.
Domestic weight-loss people, two or three spoons of oatmeal can make a meal after soaking, and just now the teenager poured him a full box of oatmeal.
This lunch box is quite big. He had a lot of food in his lifetime, and the cereal in this lunch box must be full.
But now, all this was eaten by him, and he still felt hungry.
Cheng Hao ate another spoonful of oatmeal and stretched out his hand, "Give me the lunch box. I will eat it myself."
The teenager gave Cheng Hao both the lunch box and spoon.
Cheng Hao took the lunch box and spoon and ate fast, while he was eating, a harsh voice suddenly sounded: "Ahhhhh!"
Cheng Hao turned his head and noticed that it was the mixed-race child who made the sound.
The child's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open, making some harsh, hoarse sounds, and his eyes fell on the lunch box that Cheng Hao was holding.
Cheng Hao could not speak to the child before, and knew that the child had a physical defect. When he later heard someone outside say "little dumb", he was more sure of this.
And now seeing him like this ... Cheng Hao knows that the child in front of him should be a congenital or acquired deaf person. He couldn't speak without being able to hear the voice, and was regarded as dumb, but his vocal cords were actually no problem, so he could make a sound when he was angry or emotional.
As for why it is emotional ...
Cheng Hao stopped eating cereal.
He suddenly thought that the sandwiches and milk were not even used. The fried chicken was originally the food that the boy brought to the child, and he was eaten by him.
Not only that, he also ate bread, and his cereal was almost finished by him ...
At this time, the food in the United States is relatively rich compared with other countries. The poor have many channels to obtain free food. However, due to various considerations by the government, the food cannot be kept for a long time.
Foods that have been stored for a short period of time will be eaten by the poor after they receive them. Most of the foods that can be stored for a long time will be sold.
If these two brothers live with their parents and their parents have work, there will be another source of food, but in this garage, there are no traces of life for people other than them.
The two of them, even if they have parents, certainly do not live with their parents, so most of them live on relief.
Myself ... probably finished all the food in their house.
Cheng Hao looked at the rest of him, but one-third of the cereal in the lunch box felt that he was going to face the two children without a face.
"I've had enough." Cheng Hao put down the spoon and stopped eating. He didn't know if the two would eat his remaining cereal, but he must not eat it now.
"It's okay, you can eat it, and still have it." The young man said, he rummaged around and took out a can: "I still have a can of tuna."
"I really have enough." Cheng Hao said. He could see that this boy had some food hidden at home, but it certainly wasn't much. Maybe this can was already their last food, and he couldn't eat up everything else.
When Cheng Hao stopped eating, the teenager opened the can and carefully dug out half a can of tuna with a spoon and put it in a lunch box.
No, in fact, it ca n’t be considered tuna ... most of the soya canned from this so-called canned tuna.
This is a can of large soya beans and a handful of tuna.
The smell from the can was a bit fishy, ​​but Cheng Hao still wanted to eat when he smelled it ... He could only divert his attention and talk to the boy: "Are you Chinese, too? My name is Cheng Hao, what is your name?"
The boy mixed the soy tuna and oatmeal in the can and handed it to the child. Then he glanced at Cheng Hao, lowered his head, and said in dialect: "My name is Lin Yuxun."
"Which Yu? Which search?" Cheng Hao asked.
Lin Yuxun said, "I'll write it for you." He said, took an old newspaper, and wrote the words "Lin Yuxun" in a blank space with a pencil.
The strokes he wrote were wrong, and the characters were not written well. There should be no special Chinese learning, Cheng Hao said: "Your name is very good and the meaning is good."
"Really?" Lin Yuxun looked at Cheng Hao in surprise.
"Of course!" Cheng Hao affirmed.
While the two were talking, the mixed-race child was eating canned cereal.
Cheng Hao knows that this thing should not taste good, but the child eats it with interest.
Cheng Hao asked, "This is your brother. What's his name?" This mixed-race child is very similar to Lin Yuxun, but he obviously has white blood. It is estimated that Lin Yuxun is half-brother or half-brother.
In poor communities, more than half of the children are single-parent families. Most of them live with their mothers, and often between brothers and sisters are not a father.
"His name is Danny. He doesn't have a Chinese name." Lin Yu seeks, and as soon as he finishes speaking, a lunch box is handed to him.
The oatmeal was mixed with canned food, and Danny ate half of it, leaving the rest half unmoved.
Lin Yuxun glanced and took the lid of the iron lunch box and closed it.
"You don't eat?" Cheng Hao asked. He now regrets it very much. Had it not been for Lin Yuxun to bring him back, he would have died, even if he did have golden fingers. As a result, he had eaten Lin Yuxun's food ...
"I ate at school." Lin Yu looked for.
Cheng Hao recalled what he saw from Cheng Jinhao's memory.
In the United States, children from very low-income families can study for free. Schools also provide free lunches and even breakfasts, but they do n’t eat well. It is a rare food that is rarely eaten in school.
And the school is very early. It usually ends at two or three in the afternoon, so there is no dinner. Lin Yuxun is mostly hungry now.
He doesn't eat, it should be that there is not enough food.
Cheng Hao wants to persuade him to eat, but thinks that maybe the other party has left this food, so it is not easy to persuade him.
Being tangled, Cheng Hao heard the sound of knocking on the rolling shutter outside.
The shutter door is iron and very thin, and it can make a sound of "哐 当 哐 当" with one tap, not to mention that the people outside now are not patting lightly, but smashing hard.
The sound was so loud.
And with the sound of slamming the door, there was a curse. Those who scolded Cheng Hao still had a lot of incomprehensibility, and occasionally they did not understand.
These people scold people, too!
At the same time, their voices were also familiar—the people who had previously bullied Lin Yuxun returned, and they were smashing the door.
After these black people were scared away by him, they were probably frustrated and returned.
Cheng Hao's face was ugly, and he immediately wanted to get up to drive him away, but Lin Yuxun, who was pale, held it down: "Don't worry about them, it will be okay after a while."
As soon as Lin Yuxun's voice fell, a loud noise far surpassing the previous voice suddenly sounded.
The roller shutter door was easy to be damaged. Cheng Hao heard his voice change his face, and was a little worried. Fortunately, at this time, there was a sound of water splashing and a woman's scolding: "A group of mixed balls. Just kill you! "
"Are you crazy? You even poured water on us!" The voice of a black boy sounded.
"Stupid, get off!" The woman's voice sounded, followed by a man's voice: "You guys, have you broken my door? I'll kill you!"
The voices of the black teenagers did not turn back this time. Not only that, but the sound of the door was gone.
Cheng Hao asked, "Who did you just talk to?"
"It's Aunt Beverly and the landlord." Lin Yu asked, and after speaking, he opened the bedroom door and went out.
Cheng Hao wants to follow, but he really wants to do so, not only will he make his wounds slower, but he will waste the food he eats ... He did n’t get out of bed, so he just said, "Be careful, Don't go out. "
According to Cheng Jinhao's memory, the slums at night are very dangerous.
"I won't go out." Lin Yu looked for, he did not go out, and soon returned.
And his face was even uglier than before.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Hao asked.
"It's okay," Lin Yu said, thinking about it and then saying, "The door was smashed by them. I'm afraid it won't open tomorrow."
If this metal door is knocked and deformed by someone, it may not be opened or closed.
For rich people, this is just a trivial matter, but Lin Yuxun obviously has no money ... Can he get a new door and replace it?
And ... the door is broken, how are they going out tomorrow?