The sun is coming

Chapter 73 New Chapter

Shang Zhe didn't know when he fell asleep, but he only remembered that he was sweating all over the phone.He seemed to vaguely remember that Yuan Dajun talked to him about his studies later, and he also talked about the weather in Xi'an, saying that it was much more comfortable than Guangzhou.Finally, I should have said, I love you.

When I woke up the next day, the microphone was thrown aside, and there was a beeping busy tone, and there was still a fishy smell under the thin quilt.Shang Zhe remembered that he obeyed Yuan Dajun's words and wiped the liquid on his chest at two o'clock last night, and his face had a fever.Shang Zhe lay lazily on the bed, squinting his eyes to see through the bright curtains, and suddenly thumped the bed hard, thinking to himself, when did Yuan Dajun become so good at playing?

Su Shangzhe got up to take a shower, and the time was just right when he rushed to the police station.There was a young police officer in reception, and Shangwu saw the little girl in an office.The little girl seemed to have a good memory. Seeing Shang Zhe staring for a while, she slid off the female police officer's lap and walked to Shang Zhe's side, and held up a piece of sugar-coated twisted twist with saliva in her hand to ask him to eat.Shang Zhe bent down, opened his mouth wide, let out an "ah", pretended to chew a few times and said, "So sweet? It's delicious!"

The little girl bared her teeth and smiled, looking up at him.Shang Zhe had no choice but to hug the child.For some reason, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief before leaning into his arms, which made Shang Zhe feel very uncomfortable.

"The little girl has a very good memory, and she remembers where she is from very clearly. Well, she even remembers the handsome uncle on the train." The female police officer poured a glass of water for Shang Zhe and continued: "The child's family should be there soon. Here you go, Su..."

"Just call me by name."

"Hehe, you can play with Xiaocao for a while."

Shang Zhe was stunned for a moment, "It's a strange name."

"The surname is wrong. If it's called Xiacao, it must be foreign." The female police officer stuck out her tongue playfully, "Xiaocao can understand me, Xiaocao's name is the best."

Shang Zhe looked down at the child in his arms.It was much cleaner than when I saw it on the train, Shang Zhe asked, "How big is the grass?"

The little girl stretched out her hand, slowly retracted her thumb and ring finger, counted from one to three and said, "Three years old."

Shang Zhe didn't ask any more questions, but felt that the parents of the child might not be so dedicated.It must be careless to say that the child was lost.In addition, the three-year-old child is really thin and small. He originally thought it was about two years old.

After waiting, the child's family did not come until noon.Xiaocao is very clingy to Shang Zhe, maybe the one who first liberated her from the dangerous situation was very close to him.Shang Zhe held him and had lunch with the police officers, and then drove to the residence of the so-called parents of the child.

The anti-theft door was locked, but the door inside was ajar. A police officer patted the door outside for a long time, but no one came out.Wang Cao didn't seem to have deep feelings for this place, she just took a look at it when the policeman knocked on the door, then quietly nestled in Su Shangzhe's arms, turned over and over to look at the bag of steamed buns in her hand, and sniffed it at her nose smell.

The old lady from the next door opened the door and scolded through the anti-theft door: "It's so noisy, that woman died at home." After seeing clearly that it was a few people in uniforms, she curled her lips and said, "Finally, it's been investigated, and quickly arrested. "

The police officers in front didn't know what they used, but they opened the anti-theft door.When Shang Zhe stepped into this [-]-square-meter hut, a musty smell hit his face.The place is small, and it is not easy to miss some things.A woman was lying on the dirty sofa, wearing suspender pajamas, revealing black briefs, and a syringe was thrown on the ground.

There was a lunch box on the floor that had been soaked in noodles. It had not been washed after use, and the soup was still in it. It was bubbling because of the hot weather, and it looked disgusting.The female police officer who followed behind swallowed hard, looking a little nauseated.

Cao'er swept his eyes on the sofa, looked around, kicked his legs and slipped off Shang Zhe, ran to pick up a car and held it in his hand, ran back and squatted at Shang Zhe's feet Play.Shang Zhe frowned fiercely, and the police officer in front said, "He's still alive."

The woman with loose hair on the bed laughed "hahaha", her body seemed to be rusted, and her movements were very slow.She parted the hair from her face, looked at the group of people with a pale face and smiled, "Are you here? Let's go together."

The person on the bed writhed and hummed the unintelligible tune.Shang Zhe bent down and ran the child up, turned around and went out.

After a while, the policeman inside detained the woman and came out. He seemed to have regained consciousness, and when he saw Shang Zhe, he said, "Hey, are you looking for me?"

Shang Zhe shook his head, "Why don't you go back?"

"Where are you going?" Wang Rong turned her head to look at the child, and stretched out her hand. Cao'er hid behind her.

"What are you hiding? Why are you running back again!"

Cao'er hugged Shang Zhe's neck tightly, looked at her cautiously, her nostrils fluttered, and she wanted to cry.Wang Rong yawned, Cao'er mumbled and cried, "Mom."

"Your mother is dead." Wang Rong reached out to pick up the child, and the female police officer knocked her hand off, "What are you doing? First go to the police station to record a statement. For your behavior, you will be imprisoned for two years. .”

The policeman pushed Wang Rong out, and the female policeman took a step behind and said, "Do you know her?"

"Well, when I was in elementary school, my classmate."

The policewoman opened her mouth in surprise, and said after a while, "The traffickers also said that they sold the child by claiming to be the child's mother."

"Wang Rong?"

"That's right. We investigated this. Wang Rong said that she threw the child at the door of a house named Gaowei before. It should be her former lover."

"What about the child now?"

"We have to interrogate Gao Wei. If he is the father of the child, he is obliged to raise the child to adulthood."

"Wang Rong can no longer have custody right now. If the child's father is willing to take care of him, he won't let his wife sell the child." Shang Zhe walked downstairs, his head aching, "How to arrange the child now? "

"Let's foster in a children's welfare home."

Cao'er is very smart, probably because she knew that her mother would not want her, so she obediently let Shang Zhe hug her, and even sneaked over to kiss him on the cheek.Shang Zhe smiled, feeling a little inexplicably sore in his heart.All the way to the place, Cao'er asked, "Uncle, are you still visiting me?"

"Ang." Shang Zhe didn't even know if his promise could be fulfilled.This is Wang Rong's child, a classmate of her own. She became someone else's mistress and thought about using the child to cheat money. Finally, she threw the child away and started taking drugs.Despite their poor past, not everyone will go down such a dirty road.Some things are not worthy of sympathy at all.

Shang Zhe couldn't help but ask, "How's it going in the children's welfare home?"

"Eat? The children's welfare home here is pretty good." The female police officer glanced at Wang Rong, who was making a statement next door, "We'll make a decision later, and it doesn't have to be sent to the welfare home, or does she have any relatives here?" It is also possible here. In this case, you can actually be released on bail..."

Shang Zhe shook his head and prepared to leave, Cao'er waved to him obediently, "Goodbye, uncle."

Shang Zhe also waved his hand, not daring to touch her head.It's better not to have some small involvements, otherwise what will we do in the future?

There is still some relationship between the hospital and the orphanage. Almost every year, parents or family members from other places or locals throw disabled or normal children to the hospital during the treatment time.If these children cannot find their families, they will eventually be sent to orphanages.

Shang Zhe was not feeling very well this week, Wang Xiaojuan noticed it, and came over to ask him when he had finished his belly surgery, "What happened?"

"Have you ever been to an orphanage?"

Wang Xiaojuan said with a clear look, "Is it for this? There is no other way. There are still a lot of children inside. Even if there are social donations, how can they all be used on the children. No matter how caring the staff are, they are not the parents of the children. Don't feel bad, children are also very adaptable, and if they are better, they may still be adopted by good families."

Shang Zhe frowned and asked, "Will young children be bullied inside?"

"Like kindergarten, the young ones will always be bullied."

Shang Zhe washes his hands slowly under the tap, feeling the need to visit the orphanage, or Wang Rong?He was still a good person, and he should get better.

Shang Zhe went to the orphanage to take a break. On Wednesday, probably because there were no volunteers, the work in the orphanage became less comfortable.Shang Zhe said that he got someone to sign his name and went in. It was ten o'clock in the morning.He walked along a long tree-lined avenue, and was surprised to find that the orphanage was actually very quiet.When passing a three-story building, I saw an aunt who thought she was wearing a mask and latex gloves, pushing a tin cart with three naked children with cerebral palsy inside.The aunt glanced at him, then pushed the car to a place like a bathroom to flush the child, took the water hose to wash off the filth on the child, wiped the car clean twice, and pulled the man again Back to the original place.

"Of?" Auntie spoke with a strong Cantonese accent, and Shang Zhe vaguely figured out what it meant, "All the good kids are going to school, and they won't be picked up until five o'clock."

Shang Zhe nodded and went to an office, saying that he wanted to see where the children lived.The staff was very alert and asked if they were doing news.Shang Zhe told him that something happened to his friend's house and the child was left unattended, so he had no choice but to check the situation in the orphanage.

The eldest sister on duty immediately asked, "A normal child or a mentally handicapped child?"

"Normal, girl."

"Okay." The eldest sister took a pen and said, "You register first."

"Let me see where I live first."

The eldest sister led him inside, talking endlessly, "It would be best if you can help find her relatives. We don't have many here. Look at the upper and lower bunks. Older children are separated from younger ones. If it is normal, it will be sent to school. If it is not bad if there are brain problems, it will be sent to a nearby special school. By the way, how old is the child?"

"Three years old."

"Young age is good, many people want younger ones for adoption."

The place where I live is a bunk bed, which is actually similar to a Datong bunk. There are five beds in a row, and one room can accommodate twenty or thirty people.I don't know if it's because of the recent rain that the house has a bad smell.Shang Zhe reached out and touched the quilt, it was sticky.On the bed was a quilt as thin as a sheet.He has no way of explaining this. The habits of the north and the south are different. He has seen many southerners who only have a bamboo mat in summer.And since he was a child, he wanted the mattress to be soft and soft, so that his body could sink in a little bit, and he wanted to be able to smell the sun.

At eleven o'clock, a group of disabled children were picked up by their aunt from a special school not far away. Shang Zhe saw that they were wearing slippers uniformly, and their school uniforms were loose and dirty.It just rained in the morning, the ground is very wet, and the temperature is not high this day, it should be relatively cool wearing sandals.A group of children pulled each person's clothes, like a series of trained small animals.Auntie led them to the dining hall. The eldest sister said there was still something to do there, so he asked him to look at it first and left.

There is no doubt that as long as the child is not lost, it is basically free-range.When the group of children arrived at the restaurant, they lined up to get food, and the aunt didn't care much after that.The food is neither good nor bad, but the children don't talk about the dishes on the plate. It is said that the rice is eaten casually.There are children eating with their hands, but no one cares.In such a short time, Shang Zhe saw two tall boys snatching the children's food. Maybe it was because of their intellect. When they were robbed of the food, they stood up and looked around the table, seeing whoever dropped the food from the spoon. I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth.

A six or seven-year-old girl with big eyes moved to Shang Zhe's side, looked up at him, and behaved very well.The aunt next to me said: "Uncle didn't bring anything to eat, so hurry up and grab some food."

The little girl stood persistently for a while, and tentatively took Shang Zhe's hand and put it on her head.Shang Zhe rubbed her head, smiled at Auntie and turned to leave.