第二章 (第3/5页)


    Iwipe，youwhoah

    Sloped，IheardIlaughed，butIdidn‘twanttolaugh，smileisthebodyandmyheartisverytired，Ilookforwardtoseeaboutsixchildrenkneelinginfrontoftherow，thebigtenyearsold，smallfiveorsixyearsold，areonthegroundtokowtow，wecriedtogether，pleasetheoldladywithalet‘sgo.

    Bodyturnedtolookatoldmama，Isawmom‘sfacesomeblack，greatauntChenholdingthecallXiaoMeichildlookedatoldmamaalsodon‘tknowwhatwrong.

    Thebody‘sheadturnedtotherightofsisterbreathed，andeldersisterarewegoingtorescuetheirgeneral，itisalsonotoutofthegatesopenschoolsoon.

    Kiddostaredmyoneeye，fromanotherdomesticworkersbackwithayellowcanvasbag，walkedovertothechildren，opentheinsideofthesteamedcorn-breadamongthem，theclothmurmuredashepoints，wewillgotodangerousplaces，whatdidyouhavesomethingwentlookingforadultsinthehome，wecan‘twithyou.

    Thatgroupofbearchildren，tookthesteamedcorn-breadshoveledthemouth，eattwohillsonbothsidesofdrum，alittlebitoftheirchokedstraightkiddobusycriedauntlicomeandgetsomewater.

    Ihurriedlyfromgreatauntlitookthewaterovertohelp，notfarbehindthecrowdmoreandmore.

    ChargeyoutogotoyouwhenitisdarkagainwhenIcomebacktothetown，youwouldnotlistentothem，earlyinthemorningmymotherreceivedyourpigeons，saythatyoufindmostKoreangenerals，leteveryonewithfoodnow，kiddosidetookthewater，helpthatbearchildrenfeedwateralmostchokedtodeath，andsaidtome，someblamewords.

    Ifinallyfoundaclue，Iwhenitisthisbodytoenterthecity，oldmamaisbeforehewassenttofindthenameisKorea‘sgeneralwhereabouts，thereasonIknowthethingsonthecarriageisbecauseofthebodybeforeflyingpigeonpassbook.

    Butit‘sagroupofoldpracticesissmall，soacarmeterscangotodo

    Wordskiddoagainstthegroupofrefugees(I‘msorryIdidn‘tmeantodiscrimination，justthinktheyaretoosmart，oldmamatakethechild，namedXiaoMei，thentoagroupofchildren)atthetime，Ifeeltimewasslow，kiddosoundlikecomingfromthesky，likewithspecialeffects，thisisdon‘tisaclose-up

    Hadn‘tpullthecar，Ihavebackuptheoldmama，draggingkiddorunningaway，sowithoutdelayisimpossible.

    Butthatgroupofbearchildrensteamedcorn-breadswallowing，holdinghandstoarriveinfrontofmymom，itseemsthatitisbowdowntothecollective，strivesforthegalerieslafayettereceiveddrama.

    No，Iexchangedglancesandkiddo，I‘mfrombehindahorseoldservanttookhisrations，oldservantbusywanttostopme，panicstrucksaidmaster，masteryoudon‘tfeeddownagain，thisismissyouandfood，soweourselveswillgohungry.

    Iaddedbaggageopenlook，incrediblyisgroundintoapowderrefinedgrainsbun，Chenauntsbackit‘smother‘srations，therejuststeamedcorn-bread，andIandkiddoisrefinedgrainsbun，Iwasmovedtomom.

    Butseemomafaceofurgencyandabearhelplesslylookingatthegroupofchildren.

    Itookoutawhitebunstothatgroupofchildrenwavedthebear，whatdoyouseethatbearthechildrendidn‘tspeaksuchaslines，willseeI‘dtakearicesteamedbun，immediatelyfryer.

    Don‘tkneel，shoutoncerantocomeo