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The faint moonlight enveloped this ruin-like old building, and this piece of undeveloped land looked so old and ancient.

All that remains of this building is the mottled frame of reinforced concrete and the ground full of garbage and dust. The windows without glass are empty, allowing the cold wind to howl at night.It's already early winter weather.

Xiao Que lives on the second floor of this long-abandoned building, sharing the site with a group of scruffy bearded homeless men.

He also didn't know how old he was. When the homeless father picked him up, he guessed that he was about three or four years old. After that, the two of them lived together for 20 years. Until last year, the old man was too old and couldn't eat enough food. One night, the old man left alone this building that had only a skeleton like him but persisted for decades, and went back to his hometown.

Since then, Que Que can only live by himself. He has no household registration, no documents, can't go anywhere, can't read, can't do anything, and he doesn't know how to write his name.

It's just that everyone always called him "little cripple, little cripple", and he knew the pronunciation of the name because his legs couldn't always walk smoothly.

When Que Que was a child, he asked his father why everyone called him that, and his father told him that his name was "Bu Que", and he lacked nothing, but his nickname was "Que Que, Xiao Que".And Xiao Que always believed it was true.

Although Quaker doesn't know anything, his father taught him how to pick up waste.They never beg, and follow what their father taught them every day, picking up things that others don't want, but he needs.

After Dad left, Que Que inherited Dad's seat and still has a place in this building.Although it is dirty and ugly, there are often drug deals or violent incidents, but the berths here are in short supply, and the homeless who can enter and live here are local "old people", better than the beggars who are often evicted in the sewer or under the overpass much.

In any case, your personal belongings can be protected here. Boss Hong will not let people rob you of your belongings. He also provides you with a safe place to stay. You don’t have to worry about waking up overnight with your internal organs disappearing inexplicably.Just need to make some tribute.

The people here accept the protection of Boss Hong, and sometimes they can pick up some good things first, and sometimes the boss succeeds in the transaction, and will give them rice, one grain at a time.Quaque loves the smell of rice cooked in an iron box, it is so sweet that it makes people drool.

The lack of qualifications can pick up a lot of good things, such as a rusty watch with a broken dial, and the hour hand points to two o'clock, it is time to get up.

In fact, it's not a regular bed, the cotton wool he picked up, the sponge on the sofa discarded by others, the blackened cotton in the old quilt, he has accumulated these all year round, and stuffed them all into the damaged air mattress.

The mattress with such a small defect is getting thicker and thicker. A frame is built around the mattress, and the bed frame is covered with a hard cloth to block the wind. There is no warmer and more comfortable place than this.

Queque got out of the quilt. This quilt was picked up last year. It is made of a whole quilt. Although there are a few patches on it, the cotton inside is moldy and smelly, but this is the best He washed a quilt in the summer, and it was refreshed after drying.

There is still warmth in the body, Quaque hurriedly put on his clothes.It's always cold to sleep by myself, but fortunately a little apprentice came.The little apprentice's body was very warm, like a small heater, and he was sleeping soundly, unaffected by the roaring wind outside.

Queque had a garbage cart left by his father. He put two large plastic buckets away and limped on the potholed path.

Every once in a while, there are new people in the old building, and some people leave silently.Queqian's little apprentice was brought in when he was a newcomer.The normal children were sold by Mr. Hong long ago, and the disabled ones would be separated by others and taken to the street for begging.

Que Que's little apprentice is very special. He looks very healthy. He doesn't cry or make trouble. He is very quiet. He doesn't respond when others talk to him, and he can't answer questions. He doesn't care about all the sounds and changes around him. Except for food.Such a child can't ask for money, but only wastes food. Everyone calls him an idiot.

Xiao Que doesn't beg, he only picks up scraps, although he can't beg for money, he can grab things.

So Xiao Que hugged him, limped slowly back to his bunk, and put him inside.Xiao Que took out an iron box, which contained all kinds of fresh or mildew-free biscuits that he had accumulated for half a year to eat in the winter. He grabbed a handful and put them in Chiche's hand.

Snack eats like a mouse, sits quietly, and eats all the biscuits in no time.Xiao Que grabbed another handful and gave it to him, just like his father took care of him, learning to take care of him.

The water pipes in the old building had been cut off long ago, and no water could flow out.Lack of need to go to the public water area three kilometers away to fetch water, where drinking water is provided for passers-by or tourists all year round.

The water is clean, clear, slightly cool, and the most important thing is that it is free, you can drink as much as you want, and no one will care.But that can't keep occupying it with two large buckets in broad daylight. We can only fill up the water at night and bring it back, otherwise we won't have any water for a whole day.

Ordinary people may have to walk for three kilometers for half an hour. The one-way trip takes more than an hour. When he returns with the water, the sun rises. It is exactly five o'clock and he can start his day's work.

Xiao Que kept one bucket of water for his own use, and gave the other bucket to the protector here.People in the building rarely use water except for drinking.

Xiao Que always likes to wash and wash. Apart from not washing his face, he wants to wash everything every day, and he also wants to clean his body before going to sleep.

He pays attention to hygiene even in this filthy place, and his beds are always clean, so there is almost no disease in the old building that has been plagued by diseases all year round.

This is what his father taught him, so Xiao Que also developed this habit.

Xiao Que here is the only one who is not too laborious to fetch water every day, so providing water every day is one of his tributes living here. Xiao Que also takes part of the money from selling waste products, but it is less than others.

The place where Boss Hong lives is the only room with a glass door.After Xiao Que gave the bucket to Boss Hong's men, he could leave. When he limped away, he saw Dahu, the son picked up by Boss Hong, and he also had an older brother or younger brother Dalong.They go by first names, never brother or younger brother.

"Xiao Que" Du Hu pulled Xiao Que over, grabbed his arm, and walked quickly with the other hand grabbing his waist.

"Brother Big Tiger" Xiao Que called out in a low voice, Dad was fine when he was young, in recent years they were able to live here because of Big Tiger's care.

Duo pulled Xiao Que to the corner, the sun that had just risen in early winter could not dispel all the darkness, "You have raised a child, do you have enough food, can you be full?" Duo's warm big hand directly stretched into the There is a small gap in the trousers, and there is bare skin inside the single-layer trousers.Before it snows, Xiao Que won't wear a few more, because he won't be able to survive when it's too cold.

"Enough to eat, Big Tiger Brother." Xiao Que didn't dare to move, put his arms on Big Tiger's chest, lowered his head and answered hummingly.Ren Dahu's groping movements.

The poorest people lived in this building, those who fled, and those who did illegal business, but there were no women.Boss Hong put the women in another place and used them to make money.

Xiao Que understood this kind of thing when he was very young. He often saw two dirty men pressed together in the building.When the old man was young, he always protected Xiao Que to avoid such things, until he was old, and changed to Xiao Que to protect the old man.

Dahu and Boss Hong are doing business outside. When he has money, he has women. When he runs out of money, he can only come to the old building to find men.

Dahu took out his hand, kissed Xiao Que's eyes twice, took out a bag of rice from the corner of the wall, filled Xiao Que's two pockets, "Go."

The pockets were sewn by Xiao Que himself, and they were specially used to put the small things he picked up. The stitches were very dense, and not a single drop of rice leaked, "Thank you Brother Big Tiger." Xiao Que thanked in a low voice and limped away.

Xiao Que went back to put the rice away, he was already awake after eating, his eyes were open and he was motionless.

Xiao Que eats, washes his face, and urinates, and the child stands obediently at Xiao Que's mercy.After that, Xiao Que took off the cloth used to block the wind, surrounded the snacks twice, and put him in the trolley with him.He found his own iron lunch box in the iron barrel that had been burning in the building, and the two of them ate brown rice porridge with the dried vegetables that Xiao Que had dried.

Xiao Que pushed the cart and started to pick up waste. Not far from here is the garbage recycling yard, and at night he went to sell the things he picked up there for money.

When Xiao Que left, there was a man limping out from the corner carrying rice.Xiao Que knew that that person would raise several younger brothers, and without him, these younger brothers would all be sold.