His attention was entirely focused on the children in the yard.
At this time, the older child had already mixed the cement slurry, and the other child had cleaned the molds, placed them one by one, and stacked them neatly in the open space, like soldiers in formation.
Then two children went over to carry the reconciled cement mortar in a bucket, and poured the slurry into the mold one by one, while the other two children were holding trowels, kneeling on the ground, pouring one, and they would smear one and pour the other.
Apply one...
After all the molds were poured, several children suddenly ran over and picked up the molded cement bricks on the ground one by one. Li Zheng noticed that each of these children was only as tall as about three cement bricks.
They held the bricks one by one and used all their strength to carry them to the drying ground in the open space outside the yard. Those who were not strong enough had to hold them up with their bellies to prevent the bricks from slipping to the ground.
Zhang Jian said: "Where have all the adults here gone?"
Yang DaV reminded him: "Adults? Are you talking about young people?"
Zhang Jian glanced sideways at Yang DaV and nodded: "Yes."
Yang DaV said: "In areas that have been war-torn for years, young people have only two choices - either join the government army or join the rebels. What do you think?"
Zhang Jian was silent.
Yang DaV said: "Of course, there are a few who can clearly see what they need and whose families have the ability to prevent them from getting involved in the war. Those who go to study, but most of them go to neighboring countries to study and will not stay here. Can
Those left here are either women and children who cannot escape, or old people who cannot run away, like Bulma and his grandfather. There are also some middle-aged people——"
He pointed inside the room.
"Just like Hamfata, surviving in the cracks."
Zhang Jian used to be very good at making excuses, but this time he unexpectedly didn't refute a single word. He just sighed softly and said nothing.
Li Zheng looked at everything in front of him and was filled with emotions.
What are the differences between children here and children in China?
Except skin color.
They are all people.
It's just that people's circumstances and encounters are divided into heaven and hell because of their different environments.
Children in China are already crying and feeling like they are the worst in the world after just a few extra classes, but what about the children here?
If it could be changed, Li Zheng felt that the children here would not hesitate to change places with the children in China, but what about the children in China?
There is no need to study here, it is very free, let alone making up lessons.
Will they choose to switch here?
Li Zheng suddenly felt that he was lucky.
Really lucky.
If that disaster had happened here, I would have no chance of surviving.
There is no 0.0001% chance.
When Li Zheng and the others were in a state of excitement outside the house, Wang Translator inside the house could not suppress his emotions either. He pointed to the outside of the house and said to Hamfatah: "Come on, come on, explain it to me, come and convince me.
Let me buy the bricks here willingly."
Hamfata was indeed very calm. He called Translator Wang to sit on the floor in front of the table, and then asked him: "Did you see those children under the eaves just now? I'm talking about that -"
He pointed outside the house.
Translator Wang looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough he saw two little girls, about four or five years old, under the wall.
The two little girls each held a baby, and there were several babies in baskets next to them.
In fact, Translator Wang saw this situation when he came in.
He thought he was the child of the brick factory owner.
"What? Why did you let me see this?" he asked Hamfata, trying to clear up the doubts in his mind.
Hamfata said: "Major Wang, first of all, I want to tell you that in J City, you cannot find a factory that does not use children to work. I can assure you that if you can find it, I can take you there.
If you go around the city, I will take you to whichever house you point to. As long as there is a house that does not use the child labor you mentioned, I will buy their bricks from you."
"Also, you may think that the children here are miserable, right?"
he asked again.
Translator Wang nodded: "Isn't it? People of their age should be in school."
"Many of them work part-time." Hamfatah looked at Translator Wang with a contemptuous look: "I must say that you are a kind-hearted soldier, but I also want to say that you know nothing about us here.
, your compassion is the same as that of those European humanitarian organizations who come here to do good deeds. It is very touching, but it has no effect."
Translator Wang frowned again.
Hamfata continued: "You think these children are miserable, but in fact they are not miserable at all. Compared with children of their own age, they are very lucky because the boss here is willing to hire them. He
——”
He pointed his hand at the boss next to him.
"I won't lie, he is my cousin. Of course I brought you here to take care of my cousin. It's just that my cousin gives these children 1,000 to 2,000 francs a day, and also provides them with three meals.
The money can provide food and clothing for their younger brothers and sisters. If this job recruits people, can you believe that if you post a recruitment paper at the door, there will be a group of children lining up here tomorrow?"
"Oh, by the way, I just said those two little girls under the roof, do you think they are my cousin's children? No! They are the younger brothers and sisters of these dolls. They came here with them, and they were also eaten by my cousin.
. I dare not say how kind and great my cousin is, but you can find a second factory in J City that provides better treatment than my cousin and can take in their younger brothers and sisters and show it to me.
Without saying a word, I told my cousin to disband the factory immediately and go work there."
Translator Wang never expected that he would be rendered speechless by the bald, obese and somewhat wretched-looking middle-aged man in front of him.
indeed.
He suddenly felt that his previous anger was so frivolous and cheap.
After staying in the country for a long time, he subconsciously used the country's moral values, legal concepts, and standards to measure this place.
Unfortunately, this is country J.
When survival becomes a problem, all laws are nonsense, and survival is the greatest human right.
"Then...why not hire adults?" Wang Translator asked.
Hamfata smiled: "Adults? The salary paid by KML is 5,000 West French per day. Young people who can hold a gun will either join the government army or join the rebels and armed groups. Those who have some backbone will do this like me.
For small business, you can either go to mining areas or factories with higher incomes. This kind of small workshop can only give you this salary. Those who are capable will look down on it, and those who are not capable will not get it. Who will do it if the children don't do it? Not to mention the wages here
"When young people have a day off"
Translator Wang was speechless again.
Hamfata sighed and said: "A brick here only sells for 450 Western Fa. In addition to raw materials, each brick can only earn less than 50 Western Fa. Moreover, there are not many customers who can afford cement bricks. The sales volume is
It's not big, it can only be maintained by hiring some cheap child labor. This is the reality. This is not your motherland, this is country L. I haven't studied as much as you, but I'm not stupid, I'm not bad either, I know what it means.
Kindness, in my opinion, is the greatest kindness, giving these children a salary and letting them fill their bellies, rather than caring about their age."
Ten minutes later, Translator Wang walked out of the room.
Fatty Wei said: "Looking at his expression, Translator Wang seems to have been convinced?"
He was very surprised.
Why was Translator Wang convinced by Hamfata within ten minutes?
Before leaving, Translator Wang had already left the door. Suddenly he turned back and searched in his pocket for a long time, but found nothing.
Finally, he asked Li Zheng: "Have you brought any food?"
Li Zheng nodded: "Yes."
When they go out on missions, they always put a little food on them. Firstly, it can be used in emergencies in special situations. Secondly, they know that they often encounter children begging for food.
So, Li Zheng took out his personal food.
Translator Wang took it, walked to the two little girls taking care of the baby, handed them the food, then turned and left.
Hamfata followed behind, stopped when he passed by Li Zheng, and said to Li Zheng: "Well, your major is a good man."
Then he sighed again: "But good people can't save Africa."