Chapter 39 (1/2)

A few people stop in front of a dilapidated gate building. There are all kinds of chaotic patterns painted on the gate building. Most of the walls have fallen off. Even if they don't fall off, they are hanging on them. The breeze blows and shakes with the wind. It seems to show the miserable and painful struggle of people in the slum.

Xia Dongyang also has some feelings. He has been to too many places. He has seen many big scenes and miserable scenes, but he did not expect that life in the slums was so cruel.

There are some young people passing by occasionally on the street, but they look no different from those old people. But in those young people, they are still dead.

What Xia Dongyang saw was all those insensitive people. In their eyes there is no life, no hope, no ambition or fighting spirit.

Ambition is a derogatory term, but in many cases, it is a person's motivation. If people have no ambition, they are no different from animals.

From the woods outside the city, the teenagers picked up bundles of hay or firewood for their families.

When he was their age, Xia Dongyang's son was eating Kentucky Fried Chicken, playing games, or running around with his friends. He never knew what the pressure of life was and what the difficulty of survival was.

Xia Dongyang was walking in the muddy path of the slum. The muddy ground was not because of the rain, but because the residents on both sides of the road dumped domestic waste water on the road.

There are no sewage ditches or sewers here. The domestic wastewater produced by people's bathing and cooking will be poured on the road. Moreover, many children, as long as they have the desire to urinate, will directly take off their pants at the door of their home and sprinkle the yellow urine full of coquettishness on the path of their home.

”The environment here is extremely bad. It's hardly a place for people to live. However, in order to get help from Aojia, I have to endure any difficulties.” Xia Dongyang made up his mind.

Fang Tianxing immediately bid farewell to Xia Dongyang and left the slum. Xia Dongyang's father is the boss of a multinational company. He grew up in a carefree environment and is determined to live a beautiful life. He wants to carry forward the industries left by the previous generation, which means that he has surpassed his ancestors.

It is said that Xia Dongyang lives in a board room here, which is rain proof and windproof, and can rest. He is still satisfied. But as the day gradually dark down, Xia Dongyang occasionally out of the board room ventilation, cold wind hit, he instinctively hit a few shivers. Looking at the warm and bright lights in the distance, Xia Dongyang has some feelings in his heart.

Xia Dongyang looks at the board room he lives in now, cold and humid, and thinks about the people sitting around the dining table under the soft light at the moment, which makes Xia Dongyang feel a lot.