Chapter 640: A touch of humanity in the chaos

After talking to the bullshit, Ren Xiaosu also went to the kitchen for a turn, and the rice bucket was running out of rice, and Ren Xiaosu also took a special look at the trash can in the kitchen, not even a little oily in the trash can, indicating that these children Living conditions in orphanages are really poor.
Nonsense followed, saying, "Do you know why I didn't have the heart to use Zhang Baogen? Just because he showed the nature of kindness? No, or more than that."
Ren Xiaosu turned back and listened quietly.
I just listened to nonsense and continued, "In fact, Zhang Baogen was a child himself. He didn't really see what the world was like, so he was put into a mental hospital. Fortunately, Qing's kindness in the consortium was a little bit kind. Yes, just observing their condition, it did not hurt them. "
"When Zhang Baogen came here, he was poor and white. Some time ago, a child said that he wanted to eat dumplings. When the child was three years old, he was thrown to the door of the welfare home. Now he is twelve years old and only remembers one kind of celery. The pork-flavored dumplings were the only memories he had of his original home. He didn't even remember what his mother looked like, but he still remembered the taste of the dumplings. "
"Zhang Baogen also had no money, so he went to the vegetable market to pick up the leaves of celery that others had thrown away, and asked to sell him some fat that others don't want, and he didn't know how he did it. The other party really gave him a little "Nonsense said with a smile:" The orphanage was the same as the Chinese New Year that day. Later Zhang Baogen went out to work odd jobs to help others clean the car to make a little money, and then every time they made money, they bought meat and returned to the children. He didn't taste it all. "
"This time, if the amount of cotton needed is not too large, and if there is no frostbite on the child's hands, he will probably not go to death and take risks. Do you know what I value most about him? After he came here, it was true. He wants to cut off the killings in the past and take good care of the children. He also wants to eat meat, but he can be happy watching the children eat. "
Ren Xiaosu said, "Aren't you rich? Why don't you buy things for the children?"
Nonsense looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "Do n’t tell me about this. The child at the altar took so much gold, but it was not given to me at all. He said that I would keep it for you. How can I have any money! I had a little savings at the beginning, but you do n’t know how much this group of children can eat. As the saying goes, half-size kids, I ’m eating dead son, I was forced to eat poorly!

Ren Xiaosu paused: "Are you so poor?"
"What's wrong with poverty?" Nonsense turned black: "Money can't buy happiness!"
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "It's because you have too little money, so you can't buy happiness!"
He turned around and went out. At noon the next day, he returned with more than ten pounds of good pork and dozens of pounds of celery. Zhou Yingxue was still carrying a large bag of flour behind him, and the children in the whole welfare home cheered.
This time, even nonsense followed everyone to make dumplings. Ren Xiaosu used two black knives to perform fancy chopped dumpling fillings for the children, and the children applauded. Ren Xiaosu was very proud.
When the celery pork dumplings came out of the pot, Zhou Yingxue stood by the pot, but the children did not fight, and they lined up properly under the instructions of Zhang Baogen. Everyone held a small bowl, the girl was in front, the boy was in Later, younger ones come first, older ones come later.
When all the children were eating, Zhang Baogen was embarrassed and came over holding the bowl.
Zhou Yingxue gave him a full bowl with a smile, and Zhang Baogen thanked Zhou Yingxue.
After eating, the children were sitting in chairs with bulging stomachs. They had n’t eaten meat for too long, and could n’t stop after eating.
A child laughed at Zhang Baogen: "Uncle Baogen, blow us a bubble!"
Zhang Baogen thought for a while, blowing out a magpie casually.
But they saw the children look disgusted: "Uncle Baogen, how can you smell celery pork in this bubble ..."
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After leaving the orphanage, Zhou Yingxue walked beside Ren Xiaosu and asked, "Master, you are quite human today."
"What is human flavor," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "It's just a moment of goodwill. I can't ask Zhang Baogen to guard the children like this."
"It's better than nothing," Zhou Yingxue said with a skeptical. "In this world, it's very different to have a touch of humanity. But why don't you leave some money for them?"
"Without us, they are very happy," said Ren Xiaosu. "In the beginning, I wanted to leave a million directly, but then I think maybe nonsense is right. The happiness here has nothing to do with money. And Qin Sheng And Zhang Qingxi will solve the funding problem here, and we don't have to do it extra. "
From last night to today, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt a short period of tranquility.
After coming to Los Angeles, his nerves were tense, and he was always alert to the ubiquitous enemies, but this world should not be like this. Suddenly, he looked forward to world peace.
Just when another wave of chaos in Los Angeles subsided, a group of more than 20 people were rushing towards Los Angeles in the distance outside Los Angeles.
The head of the man was covered with red cloth, which was the knight Wu Dingyuan.
Originally, he took the students out of the country according to the plan. As a result, he was only halfway through the trip, and was informed of the Luocheng crisis, so he could only return with the students.
But when passing the Kong's barriers on the road, they only took a short rest, but the vehicles were all destroyed by people with ulterior motives, and they could only travel on foot.
Wu Dingyuan knew that this was someone deliberately delaying his return, but he didn't go to Kong's theory. At this point, the Cavaliers must treat each consortium as an imaginary enemy.
Just 300 kilometers from Luocheng, Wu Dingyuan stopped suddenly, and he looked at the vanilla and the old man playing with sugar painting in front of him.
Vanilla laughed: "Anjing Temple vanilla."
The old man introduced himself as he boiled sugar and said, "Anjing Temple Tang Painting Dragon."
Wu Dingyuan frowned: "Anjing Temple is going to be an enemy of my knight? Have you considered the consequences?"
Vanilla explained with a smile: "This is also why we are here. We have no intention of being an enemy of the knights, nor do we want to create sins in Los Angeles, so we do not enter the barriers, but we hope that Wu Dingyuan will accompany us to chat . "
"If I say no," Wu Dingyuan looked cold. "Then you will threaten me with these students behind me?"
"No, no," Vanilla shook her head. "My vanilla is not such a killer of innocent people. It's just that we both deal with you. You really can't get away."
Wu Dingyuan stood still. He suddenly realized that the people in Luocheng were about to start.