Perhaps in the eyes of children, being able to hold hands with mom and dad is happiness!
But kid, do you know where the road ahead is?
Without your mansion, your sports car, without the exquisite food, exquisite art, and toys for you to play with, you can't even see the future.
Ruoxi looked at this child, and the pain in her heart began to spread.
Xiaoye, I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have brought you to me in the first place, or you shouldn't have appeared in this world at all. This might be the real happiness for you.
Ruoxi and the others rented a house in a seemingly prosperous downtown area.
The buildings are towering, overlooking the entire crowd, like cold nails. But Ruoxi's home is not there, but in the gap in the building.
Their pure land is so majestic.
The house is very small, not even as big as the previous toilet. There is a very simple bed inside, and there is no room for anything else.
This is a house in old Beijing. The walls are made of bricks and are covered with blackened leaves.
There was a damp and fishy smell in the air, like the smell of bird droppings. Ruoxi wondered, was this place being used as a toilet?
But despite such a harsh environment, Ruoxi is very satisfied.
After all, in this materialistic city full of filth and indifference, having such a place that is big enough to stay can be called happiness.
The sun was shining, but it could no longer shine into this cold alley. Looking up, I could only see a dark and bright strip of light upstairs.
It should be considered a gift. At least I can see a ray of sunshine when I look up and know that the sun still exists.
There are high-rise buildings, and Ruoxi's home is in the middle.
Looking at the high-rise buildings on both sides, I really felt ironic. At that time, I also felt that heaven and hell were not very far away.
The only five thousand they had, they spent several thousand on renting a house, and the remaining money was in Liancheng's hands.
Ruoxi took some change and asked Liancheng and Xiaoye to stay at home for a while while she went shopping.
This time when she went out, Ruoxi didn't call a taxi. People who weren't rich could only walk.
When passing by a famous women's clothing store, the salesperson waved to Ruoxi enthusiastically, with a smile on his face.
Yes, it’s strange to be unhappy when you see someone giving money to you. But that was only in the past. With the money I have now, I’m afraid I can’t even buy a button.
Ruoxi walked through the bustling Shiqu, ignoring the women's clothing and jewelry that Ruoxi had once chosen casually, and walked forward expressionlessly.
Many times, when a person turns a corner, he is completely unrecognizable.
How ironic!
There is actually a wall between the rich area and the poor area.
Turning around, Ruoxi walked into the noisy vegetable market.
There were shouts of various accents, and women wearing slippers with their hair disheveled, carrying baskets and bargaining for a tomato, said in an unknown dialect: "I'll give you eighty cents. Do you want to give it away? Or just leave."
Got it!"
There was also a body next to him who was chopping meat with a kitchen knife. He started to shout in a rough voice: "Come here and take a look. Pork is twenty yuan a pound. Fresh large pieces of pork are only 20 yuan. Where can I cut it?"
Which, nose and ears, it’s up to you, girl, you can come or not. It will taste delicious when you go back and make soup!”
Ruoxi looked at the decomposed pork, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She wondered if people could eat it, would it also be decomposed? It was divided into heads, feet, nose, chin, and face. She felt sick in her heart, and Ruoxi hurriedly