He came from the system to save childhood

In front of a fragile heart, the kindness of the outside world is particularly unbearable.

The grievances can never stop.

"Oh, what's wrong, dear? You're crying like a kitten. Are you wronged?"

The grandma with pigtails and wearing a skirt is really gentle. She wipes away the little kid's tears carefully and lets the little kid know that not all people in the world are bad.

The grandmother stopped only after the little boy calmed down. She let the little boy sit on the sofa and went to the inner room.

After a while, I saw the grandma smilingly taking out a bottle of strawberry milk and shaking it in front of the little kid.

"You'll feel better if you drink something sweet. Talk to grandma. Are you feeling wronged?"

"Thank you grandma."

The little boy took the milk but did not tell his grandmother about his grievances. In fact, he felt much better after crying. He had too many grievances and he did not want to tell them out and affect his grandmother's mood.

"Grandma, can you sell that big bag of bottles?"

Grandma walked towards the big bag that the kid was pointing at, and when she opened it, she saw that it was full of plastic bottles. However, the kid didn't know that these plastic bottles could be crushed to hold more.

He just filled the whole big bag.

"Did the good boy go to school?"

"Up."

The little cub answered obediently.

"Why do you do these things at school?"

The little cub lowered his eyes and pinched his palms awkwardly, making a buzzing sound.

"Because I don't want to make my mother so tired."

As long as his mother has money, she will be happy, so he can also make money to make his mother happy.

Grandma didn't persuade the kid not to do these things. She just sat quietly in front of the kid and handed him ten yuan. Of course, these plastic bottles were not worth ten yuan, but the kid didn't know that.

"This is the money you earn from selling scrap. You can come to sell scrap in the future, but I only allow you to come during your free time, and you must leave me a contact number."

The kid was happy to receive the money, but became depressed again when he heard how to contact someone.

He didn't know his mother's phone number, and he didn't want her to know about it. It seemed that the little guy wanted to refuse, but his grandmother was firm this time.

"It's a happy decision. You can only sell your scraps to grandma if you give her your contact information. Do you understand?"

The little boy blinked, but couldn't persuade his grandmother, so he could only nod helplessly.

"Okay, dear boy, it's two o'clock, go to school quickly. Next time, remember to crush the plastic bottle so that you can hold more. Grandma also wants the paper shell."

Having achieved her goal, grandma sent the kid off with a smile. Before leaving, she stuffed the kid with a few chocolates, the packaging of which was also pink, and also gave him some other things.

On the way back to school, the little boy met a watermelon seller. A middle-aged man in shorts was lazily lying on a recliner. The little boy took a look at the cut watermelons on display.

It’s red and very tempting.

"Uncle, how much is this watermelon?"

The boss said lazily, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "Can you count, kid? This one is about twenty dollars."

Twenty dollars...

The little guy pursed his lips and hung his head. He didn’t have enough money... But it didn’t matter. He could continue to pick up waste in the afternoon. But what should he do about the phone?

After entering the school through a hole behind the woods, the little boy just walked out of the woods and saw Chen Yang, who seemed to be looking for something in a hurry, but what he was looking for had nothing to do with him.

The little boy turned around and wanted to leave, but Chen Yang grabbed his hat again. The little boy thought silently that he would never wear clothes with a hat in the future.

"No, where have you been? I've been looking for you all afternoon!"

He almost thought that the little kid was dragged to the grove and bullied again, so he went to the grove specifically, but found nothing. He also didn't see the little kid in the classroom or school.

At that moment, his heart almost stopped. Thinking about what would happen to that fragile woman if the little boy disappeared at school, Chen Yang didn't dare to think about it.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the little cub standing safely.

The little boy looked at Chen Yang somewhat guiltily. He was not very good at lying, so he stammered that he had been in the toilet. Chen Yang did not think too much about it. After all, there were security guards at the school gate, and the little boy could not have gone out.

"That's good."

The little cub looked away and said awkwardly: "You...what's your phone number?"

"Hmm? Mine? 132..., is it for your mother?"

"Um……"

The tips of the little boy's ears were already red as if they were about to bleed because of telling a lie, but Chen Yang didn't notice it. It was a hot day, and he was running around the school looking for the little boy, and his face was flushed with heat.

The little boy repeated it several times in his mind, and after getting the phone number, he ran away in shame. He actually lied. He is really a bad boy from now on...

In the afternoon, the little cub was still isolated, but because of the candy given by grandma, it didn't seem so hard to bear and his mouth felt sweet.

After school, the little boy carried a big bag to pick up plastic bottles. His mother would not get off work until very late, so he had a lot of time. He was just in the first grade and the teacher did not assign him any homework.

There are obviously more plastic bottles in the afternoon than at noon. Many people throw the drinks they buy from the canteen into the trash after finishing them after get off work or school.

The little guy avoided the area near the school to pick up bottles. He could use the gloves his grandmother gave him at noon to rummage through the bottles in the trash can without getting his hands dirty.

The gloves given by the grandmother seemed to have been knitted by her before. They were originally prepared for her granddaughter, but the delivery went wrong and the child died, and she died too.

It fits the baby very well when he wears it. There is a cute little grass woven on it. It gives him more energy to work. There are most bottles in the trash can, and grandma said she wants some cardboard too.

The little ones were not spared, and they were all crushed and put into a big bag. There were still many people watching the little ones on the road. After all, they were so young and yet they came out to pick up garbage, so naturally passers-by would have a lot of associations.

But this association is a good one, because some kind-hearted people will take the initiative to hand cardboard boxes and plastic bottles to the kids.

In the afternoon, the little guy went to the scrap yard again.

Grandma seemed to have changed her clothes in the afternoon. She was wearing a red dress and was laughing at the little kid.

Grandma is very fashionable and often goes online to follow the footsteps of young people. She just thinks that the little kid who comes back with a big dirty bag now looks like the popular emoticons on the Internet.

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"Grandma, how much can these be exchanged for?"

"Hey, dear boy, don't think about how much money you have. Come to grandma and I'll wipe your little face. It's as black as a little cat."

Grandma's hands were still gentle, melting away the little boy's unhappiness of the day. If only life could always be like this, but unfortunately, everything was just the calm before the storm.