As construction workers, we all carried changed clothes.
We found the public toilet and changed out of this ragged clothes.
The little girl came out shyly.
She had gathered her black hair, washed the dirt on her face, and wore a school uniform that fit her well.
In fact, in my impression, the school uniform of Z Country was the most useless clothing in the world.
There were a thousand common and colorful natives.
The maker was a poor apprentice product.
I didn't believe that someone would wear a school uniform, which made me feel amazing.
But, today, I'm going to be beaten up.
Her figure was small and delicate, and her face was slightly red.
It wasn't clear whether it was because of the cold, or because of my burning gaze, she was a bit shy.
No matter what, her whole body was brimming with the healthy look of being completely out of touch with the city's delicate girls.
Even though her skinny figure gave off a weak and calm feeling, her eyes were still sparkling, emphasizing her master's strength and stubbornness.
It was truly hard to imagine that this was the little girl who had been working hard at the construction site.
She stared at me with a strange look on her face.
Obviously, she didn't know that I was absent-minded because I was frightened by her temperament.
She quietly walked over and gently pulled my sleeve.
This small action inadvertently narrowed the distance between my two "comrades" who had gone through life and death with me.
I took a tumble and looked at her well-behaved and pitiful face.
I couldn't help feeling a surge of pity for her.
In the cold afternoon of the winter, she was dressed particularly thin, and her body could only slightly shivering to resist the intrusion of the cold.
I took off my jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
She whispered, "Thank you." I just shook my head with a smile.
Seeing that she suddenly became warmer and her body no longer trembled, I finally smiled with satisfaction.
"Can you tell me your story?" The little girl was not good at talking, and I already knew that.
So I asked myself a topic and asked her softly.
She had obviously been devoted to me, and her moving big eyes were clearly filled with tears.
"Hm!" She nodded heavily and coyly said, "But please don't tell my mother these things.
If she knows, she will definitely be very sad." "Oh?" I sighed in my heart.
She must have some unspeakable secrets, so she nodded first and agreed, encouraging her to go on.
"My name is Ai Yu." The voice seemed to come from the horizon, and it seemed to come out of my heart.
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart, a feeling of strange yet familiar feeling.
It was so contradictory that it crashed into my heart.
"What's wrong with you?" She saw that I was not right, so she asked me with concern.
I took a deep breath and came to my senses.
I smiled and apologized to her first before saying, "I'm fine.
I'm just a little familiar with your name.
It seems that I've known a man named Ai Yu before." "Oh." Although she really wanted to care about others, she really didn't know how to care about it.
Her bright big eyes were obviously very nervous about the pain I just had, but she faltered and couldn't say any words of comfort.
In the end, she could only continue to say her own things, "I am 17,years old, in the second year of high school, my family is very poor, and my studies are very poor, so I had to come out to find a job behind my mother's back." "What about your father?" I interrupted her and asked.
"I don't have a father!" She seemed to be suddenly provoked, and Wen Xian's eyes were quickly occupied by anger and haze.
My heart ached, and I was stunned for a moment.
She seemed to feel that her words were a little rushed.
She lowered her head and suppressed her depressed expression.
After a long time, she looked up, biting her red lips with her white teeth.
She blinked her big innocent eyes in great regret and apologized embarrassedly.
I liked her good disguise very much and could consider the interests of others at the same time.
I smiled and waved my hand and said, "It doesn't matter, you can continue." "My mother was working as a cleaning worker at a welfare company.
Last month, when she was cleaning up the trash, she was hit by an irresponsible rubbish driver.
Her left leg was seriously broken and she lost the ability to walk, so she can't work now.
But the temporary workers are not his employees, and the medical expenses paid by the cleaning company are too little.
In order to help my mother avoid the danger of amputation, I didn't hesitate to spend all the money of my family, and even borrowed a lot of money from kind neighbors.
These moms all don't know!
She was afraid of affecting my studies and insisted on leaving the hospital, so she went to a small stall on the street.
And I have to pay the tuition at school, and I have to cope with the creditors' requests.
In order to overcome this difficulty, I thought of working." What a tough girl!
I couldn't help but praise her inwardly.
She spoke in a calm voice.
After all, it would be extremely painful to experience pain and suffering from a new start.
However, she clearly had her own optimism and method.
There weren't many people that I admired, but she!
Her age and experiences could be recorded as a perfect era theme drama!
Or the story of Cinderella.
Alas!
Unfortunately, I am not a rich and powerful prince.
Who would come to save me if he wanted to?
"Have you never gone to school?" Her age was when she needed to absorb knowledge.
In my personal opinion, no matter what, she should not pull down her studies.
She nodded injuredly and said, "I also want to go to school, but I have pulled a lot of courses, and now I can't understand at all.
I have no money to go to the tutoring class." She paused, and then continued, "I don't want to waste time at school, so I quietly checked out.
My mother still doesn't know, if she knows, she must be very sad.
Brother, I beg you not to tell her, okay?" She suddenly sobbed and begged me, tears dropping like a broken line.
She didn't care about suffering and exhaustion, but she was worried that her mother would be sad, so she couldn't help crying.
My heart seemed to be touched.
I took out a pack of tissues from my pocket, pulled out one and handed it to her.
She dried her tears and her expression became innocent.
She sniffed the paper towel with her small nose and asked in a delicate voice, "What kind of paper is this?
It smells fragrant." How come she didn't even know a tissue?
I smiled and told her, "This is a tissue.
It's specially used to wipe the tears of girls." "Ah?" She was puzzled and asked in surprise, "But you're a man.
Why do you bring this?" I chuckled and said, "I once heard a saying, but I forgot who told me.

She said that girls were made of water and you didn't know when she would cry.
So she told me to bring this at all times.
I believed it.
I didn't expect it to be used." She was in a good mood.
Perhaps no one had ever played such a friendly joke on her before.
She couldn't help but laugh and gave me a look, saying, "If I let you benefit from it, you can remember it so clearly, but you've forgotten who it is.
I really don't know if you're a genius or white..." She seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to talk to me like this.
She was probably afraid that I would get angry, so she stopped talking and looked at me cautiously, ready to apologize.
Seeing her change from happy to nervous, I was still in the play, but I was full of joy when I saw such a conservative little girl revealing a bright smile.
Looking at her beautiful big eyes blinking, full of apologies, I couldn't bear to be sad.
She laughed out loud, "In fact, I'm a genius among idiots!!" I deliberately showed my comical arrogance and narcissism on my face.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but laugh again.
After laughing, she seemed to have finally thought of an important question.
"Big brother, I still don't know your name?" I smiled and told her, "My name is Huang Qian.
You can call me big brother Huang or big brother Qian." Perhaps she thought calling him Brother Qian was too close, so she said, "Then I'll call you Brother Huang from now on." "Yes." I smiled and nodded.
"Brother Huang." She greeted him in a lovely and soft voice.
"Then I'll call you Yu Er in the future." I suggested.
"Okay." She was glad that I called her the same name.
"My mother also calls me like that." It seemed that the little girl still had a big attachment to her mother.
"Brother Huang, thank you very much.
You helped me so much, but I made you lose your job." She apologized again.
Of course, I smiled and said, "It doesn't matter.
Actually, I don't want to do it anymore.
You don't know your ability.
With a 300,yuan salary, I can do a lot of things." "I'm telling the truth." On the contrary, she did not believe it and was still full of bad apologies.
She stood at a certain distance from me and gently rubbed the corner of her clothes, not knowing what to say.
"This little girl, it seems that even if I don't show my ability, I will be looked down upon by her." "Yu'er, with this money, you can probably pay your debts back." "Well!" She looked up at me and nodded, "In fact, our family only owes me 3,000,yuan.
Now that I've got a lot of money, I can finally go to school." She was extremely excited.
"Although my study is not good enough, it must be caused by an objective reason.
It seems that going to school has always been her dream!" I couldn't help but sigh.
"Big brother, I want the rest of the money to be used by you.
What do you think?" She was quite sensible, and even when she was happy, she did not forget her lifesaver.
I shook my head slightly and smiled.
"Yu'er, buy some clothes and daily necessities first.
Remember to buy something for your mother to nourish her health.
If you give me money, it means that you look down on me.
I won't be happy." Looking at how relaxed and determined I was, as if I was just pretending to be a big shot, she couldn't take advantage of me, so she could only nod and thank me.
I nodded my head with satisfaction and approached her.
"Yu'er, I have another suggestion.
If you go to the school now, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with the many classes that have been left behind.
How about this?
I'll make up for your lessons after school every day." She looked at me with wide eyes full of surprise.
I laughed and said, "Girl, I guess you won't believe it.
Let's go to your house now.
Today, I allow you to take the textbook as an examination teacher." Ai Yu's mother was a middle-aged woman with white hair at the temples.
She was sitting in a wheelchair, looking calm and kind.
Her life had oppressed her for so many years, and she didn't care much anymore.
Only when she looked at Ai Yu, her face was full of smiles, and her eyes were full of hope, and her wrinkles seemed to have subsided a lot.
Seeing me come in, she asked Ai Yu in surprise.
I introduced myself, "Hello, auntie.
My name is Huang Qian, and I'm Ai Yu's teacher.
Today, I'm here to take care of Ai Yu's lessons.
This is a tonic I've bought for you.
I hope that you'll recover sooner." I handed over a box of ginseng slices that I just bought to her.
It seemed that she had never encountered such a situation.
She didn't know what to do.
I came to give a lesson to her daughter and also brought her a gift.
She was stunned and froze.
Ai Yu was a nice girl, and she was also familiar with me.
She helped to accept the gift and said to her mother coquettishly, "Mom, you still don't let Mr.
Huang in." Ai Yu's mother repeatedly apologized and invited me to her house.
Her home was not small.
There was a courtyard, but it looked a little worn.
It should be a house passed down from her ancestors.
Although there was no decent furniture at home, it was very neat and tidy.
It seemed that Ai Yu's homework had been honed from childhood, and now she had reached the realm of at least "Grandmaster".
At this time, Ai Yu took out the 8,000,yuan and said, "Mom, this is the 8,000,yuan that Mr.
Huang lent us for emergency use." In order to explain the origin of the money, we have to cheat her mother again.
Her mother was stunned.
8,000,yuan was an astronomical figure for poor people in the late 90th period.
She was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
She kept saying, "How can this be?" I didn't think she was in a dilemma, so I said softly, "Aunt, I don't need money now.
Ai Yu is in a hurry to take the college entrance examination.
You really need the money, so don't refuse it." Ai Yu also helped explain to her mother, "Mom, Mr.
Huang is right.
I have to study hard now.
When I find a good job in the future, I can return the money to Mr.
Huang." It was as if happiness had fallen from the heavens.
Aunt Ai blinked her eyes hard to make sure that she was awake and not in a dream.
In any case, she still accepted the money.