"Du Xiaobao's parents are gone, he is an orphan," Meng Jie said, "his father is a soldier here, was sent yesterday to perform the task was sacrificed, when the officer in the team was called Chen Bo."

Meng Jie put out the information he knew, staring at Cheng Liying's eyes full of expectations, which was the last information he could provide.

“Who are you children?”Cheng Liying rummaged for the name Meng Jiegang mentioned, and suddenly looked up and asked.

"We are soldiers, just like our children's fathers."Meng Jie said that Wu Zhe also nodded, "We don't want him to become an orphan."

Cheng Liying nodded, the look was a little awe, Meng Jie's words made her have some touch in her heart.Once, she was also affected by some "good men are not soldiers, good iron does not nail", there are some prejudices against the soldiers.But when disaster struck, when she was saved from the threat of death by someone she had once held prejudice by her own prejudiced, her views changed from then on.

Who is the most lovely person, of course, those who defend our dignity with their lives and protect our homes with their lives.

The two people standing in front of Cheng Liying's eyes became taller, Cheng Liying first found Chen Bo's information based on the information provided by them, and then through his staffing in the army, he found the information of the only soldier surnamed Du in his team.

"Chen Bo is the squad leader, and there is only one soldier named Du in his class."Cheng Liying said, "Du Yaming's house is in Master Qian's tea house, you have been walking along the main road outside, you see the row of houses in front of the tea garden, his room number is 1213."

“Well, thank you so much,” Monge said excitedly.Finally found the location of Du Xiaobao's family, the two people's anxious mood also calmed down a little.

"Wait, wait," Cheng Liying shouted, "when you take care of this child, you can come to me if you can come to me if you have any difficulties, although I may not be able to help, but I also want to do him a part."

"Well," Meng Jie nodded, and suddenly added a lot of favor to the clerk of the People's Committee.

The two went out of the door of the People's Committee and looked straight to the direction of Cheng Liying's statement.The location of the People's Committee is at the foot of the mountain on the southern side of the Lijicun Mountain, and the neighborhood is a piece of private houses, before the disaster, these are the houses of local tea farmers, many of which are rented as a temporary residence for people who come here to travel.

This house is surrounded by chicken cage mountain and chicken cage mountain, the north and west of the residential area facing the mountains, only the east is a large tea garden, after the disaster, these tea gardens have been converted into farmland.

A main road directly connected the first and last of this residence together, Meng Jie and Wu Zhe found the tea house, and finally looked at the brand number "1213" on the door of a small courtyard.The small building is only one and a half-height floors, and the roof is gray mud, there is no yard in front of the building, only an orange tree is planted.

A large green trash can was placed next to the path on the side of the house, and several long bamboo poles were erected in the corner for drying clothes.

The doors of the house were still wooden, and the mottled marks on them were full of the smell of the years.Meng Jie came to the door, saw the door closed, a little nervous.He knocked on the door, found no one in response, and tried to push the door.

The door was not locked, and after Meng Jie pushed it, it "creaked" and opened.There was no light in the room, and it was empty and cold.

Meng Jie and Wu Zhe walked inside and saw a small figure lying on the bed in the bedroom.

He ran over and found that he was sleeping in a bed with a child, "This should be Du Xiaobao."

Wu Zhe turned on the light at the door, and Meng Jie gently patted the child's arm, "Little treasure, Xiao Bao."

"Dad, I'm so hungry," murmured the sleeping child, Meng Jie, who saw the tears in the corner of his eye, and his heart could not help but be sour.

"There seems to be nothing in the room," Wu Zhe looked around the room, except for the cold empty bowl on the stove, and found no food.

Du Xiaobao woke up and saw two strangers suddenly in the room, and the eight-year-old child could not help but be afraid.

"Uncle is not a bad person, we are friends of your father Du Yaming," Meng Jie said, allowing Du Xiaobaoton to relax.

“Where is my father?”Du Xiaobao asked.

"Your father, he . . . ." Meng Jie did not know how to open his mouth, or whether Wu Zhe caught his words, "your father hit the monster in another place, he let us come back to take care of you first."

Du Xiaobao nodded and said to Wu Zhe, "Uncle, I am so hungry."

“Is there no food at home?”Wu Zhe asked.

Du Xiaobao shook his head, "In the middle of the night yesterday, my father left me some tickets before going out to let me buy something to eat, I went to the cafeteria in the morning to buy steamed steamed, the remaining tickets were snatched by Lu Tianyi, and he also put my buns on a few feet."

Du Xiaobao said with aggrieved mouth, the corner of the eye is slightly red.

“How many buns did you eat yesterday?”Meng Jie rolled his eyes, his heart was closed.

Du Xiaobao nodded, “Uncle, do you have any food?”

"You wait, I'll go and buy you food," Meng Jie said, rushing out of the outside with his head and not going back, and the voice came in from the door, "Old Wu, take care of him, and wait for me to come back."

“Baby, who’s the one who stole your stuff?”Wu Zhe asked him.

"He's a few years older than me, I can't beat him, and he has someone else to help," Du Xiaobao said. "My father used to tell me to hide from him, and I don't know why."

Meng Jie stopped a person in the street outside and asked, “Where is there to sell food here?”

Passers-by looked at Meng Jie with doubtful eyes, and then pointed to the north, "You go to the fair there, and see where all the things are sold."

"Thank you," Meng Jie said after a word of thanks and ran in the direction of the passer-by just now.He crossed the road outside the tea house and came to the residential area on the Shandong side of the chicken cage.The area here is not large, a road will be divided into two pieces of the whole area, the road is on both sides of the road are the survivors built their own stalls, the sale of a variety of things.

Meng Jie was so difficult to find a stall selling steam cake, see the above code of steam cake sales can also, then to the owner in front of the stall asked, "How to sell steamed cake?"

"1 ticket 1 block, sweet and fragrant ~" see the guest door, the boss suddenly came to the spirit, quickly greeted up.

“The ticket?”Meng Jie touched the pocket on his body and found that he had not put money in it for a long time.

"The ticket," said Meng Jie, and the boss did not understand what had happened to him.

“I just got here yesterday, what’s this ticket?”Meng Jie asked.

"Ah, you are new," said the boss, as soon as he heard Meng Jie came to the shelter, knowing that he must not have tickets to buy things, he began to be impatient, "I advise you to go to the People's Committee to find them to arrange a job for you, work here to get tickets, without tickets, you can buy anything."

“Tickets are money, right?” said Meng Jie finally understood what the ticket stood for.

"Yes, it seems that you are an understanding man, too."The boss smiled and turned to go back to the house.

"Wait, I don't have a ticket now, I can't change things with you," Meng Jie saw that he was going, and quickly shouted at him.

“Do you have something?”The boss asked back to Meng Jie, and his eyes had begun to look at Meng Jie constantly.

"Smoke, I have half a pack of cigarettes," Meng Jie pulled out the cigarette in his pocket and handed it over.

“The smoke?"The old man is not rare," the boss shook his head, but his eyes fell on the clip in Meng Jie's coat pocket.

“You can’t change this?”The boss came over and asked in a low voice, and he looked left and right to prevent others from noticing here.

“The bullet?”Meng Jie's eyebrows frowned.He naturally understood the harm of private arms trading, and although the world had collapsed, he did not intend to cross this red line.Because a bullet may involve a human life, the safety problem here naturally has the military to be responsible, civilians with these bullets will certainly not do any good.

Seeing Meng Jie's some hesitation, the boss was planning to further persuade, and suddenly the light in the corner of his eye noticed that several people around him were looking up, and he quickly stopped his words.

Arms trading is also strictly prohibited in shelters, but some things are more and more prohibited.At the end of the day, many people's self-restraint ability is also gradually declining, and more and more people dare to take risks.The more strictly something is forbidden, it will not break its way, it will only raise its price.

However, some people have noticed here, and the boss also knows that the bullet in Meng Jie's pocket has no chance to get his hand, and he has to think about other ideas.

"I see you have nothing else on you, I can still see these boots on your feet, can I change?"The boss looked at the boots on Mengjie's feet, which is a pair of very good quality field army boots, or Meng Jie brought back from the army when he was discharged, as a memorial to the army he has been particularly treasured these boots.When Wu Zhe came to Ningbo to find him together, he specially put on these boots to show up in front of his brothers.

Meng Jie hesitated and sighed, "Change a few cakes."

"Three," said the boss, paying attention to Meng Jie's face, and when he saw that he did not agree to it, he changed his mouth again, "at most five, no more."

"Oh," someone around laughed secretly, and the few people who were doing business next to him saw that the boss was obviously bullying people who had just come here.

Five steamed cakes are enough for one person to eat one or two meals, but these boots on Mengjie's feet are a good thing, and it can be worn for three or five years.

Meng Jie took off his boots and handed them to the boss.

The boss paused for a moment, did not expect Meng Jie promised so cheerful, he quickly took Meng Jie handed over the boots, for fear that he would regret it.

When I got the steam cake, Meng Jie's head did not return to the Du Xiaobao family, and the gravel on the road was tucked on the bottom of the foot, but Meng Jie's heart warmed down.As long as the child can eat a full meal, it is worth it to lose those boots.