I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 725 The Battle Between Heaven and Man
Happy?

Li Xingxing looked up at the passing vehicles.

The weather was warm, and the children's clothes were ragged and not thick, but they did have bright smiles on their faces. They were of different ages, and they chattered without knowing what to say.

Although he is young, he does not have an innocent look.

They already understood the concept of hunger very well.

However, there are no very old or very young children in the car, usually between five and ten years old.

If it is an abandoned baby who has been abandoned in the past two years, it should be one, two or three years old.

She was a little puzzled at first, but she soon realized that although babies had a high mortality rate, they needed less rations and put less pressure on Shanghai, so the older children were sent away.

They are children abandoned by their parents.

Three or four cars passed by, but Li Xingxing didn't see a boy in the car.

What does it mean?
It shows that from ancient times to the present, in the absence of illness and premature death, the probability of boys surviving is much higher than that of girls, and the latter are deprived of the qualification to live after birth.

Just like Li Xingxing himself.

Just like Mrs. Chen's daughter who was born before Chen Xiangyang.

The last car drove past, the road was smooth, and the pedestrians who had originally avoided walking on it.

Teacher Hong Bin asked Xia Xingxing and Li Xingxing: "Where are you two going?"

"Go to the store to buy something, how about you, Mr. Hong?" Li Xingxing asked him in turn.

Hong Bin replied, "Go to Xinhua Bookstore."

So they parted ways.

On the way to the overseas Chinese store, Li Xingxing muttered: "I don't want to donate."

Her copyright fee has not been overheated yet!

To buy eight boxes of handicrafts.

Xia Mingxing clenched his fist against the corner of his lips and said, "No one forces you to donate."

Li Xingxing looked depressed: "But the orphan is so pitiful."

They were abandoned when they were born, and sent to Shanghai from the disaster area, but Shanghai could not afford to support them, and under the arrangement of the state, they were sent to places where there was food, like rootless duckweed floating in the water.

On the other hand, I was lucky enough to meet my grandpa, survive, learn a lot of skills, and still have a space.

Relying on the legacy of my grandfather, I eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day.

Xia Mingxing rubbed her brows: "Isn't the country making proper arrangements? Shanghai is a populous city and an industrial city. Before there is no donation of imported food, the food supply will be in danger of being out of stock at any time. The current situation is much better. The [-] tons of grain donated by the Ouyang family will arrive at the dock soon."

Li Xingxing complained: "It's so slow! If you hurry up, the food reserves are sufficient, can these orphans stay in Shanghai? Don't they have to go to the prairie?"

Xia Mingxing shook his head and said, "Not necessarily."

"Why?" Li Xingxing asked him puzzled.

He said: "The disaster situation has not been alleviated. Last autumn and winter there were severe floods in many places, and there was no harvest. Therefore, there are still disaster-stricken areas that continue to send orphans to Shanghai. The children's welfare homes in Shanghai simply cannot accommodate so many orphans. The rations of every citizen are counted, and statistics must be carried out every month, so we cannot bear the pressure.”

Li Xingxing felt extremely uncomfortable: "How many welfare homes for children are there in Shanghai?"

"I haven't counted it, I don't know." Xia Mingxing really didn't care about the situation, "What? Do you want to donate to them? That's [-] U.S. dollars."

Li Xingxing cried and said: "I don't want to donate!"

I really don't want to donate!
She, she, she is a salted fish. It is not easy to earn money by yourself. Although Zhao Haiyun and Lan Yu combined gave her a little over 100 million, but it was given by them, not earned by herself.

(End of this chapter)