Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 411 Bread and the Law

Li Zheng couldn't answer this question.

All his attention was on the children in the yard.

At this time, the older child had already mixed the grout, and the other child had cleaned the molds, arranged them one by one, and placed them neatly in the open space, like soldiers in an array.

Then two children went over to bring the reconciled cement mortar with a bucket, and poured the mortar into the mold one by one, while the other two children held the plaster boards, kneeling on the ground, pouring one, and they poured one, poured one, wipe one...

After all the molding was completed, several children suddenly ran over, one by one, and picked up the molded cement bricks on the ground—Li Zheng noticed that each of these children was only as tall as three cement bricks.

They hugged the bricks one by one, and sent them to the drying field in the open space outside the yard with all their strength. If they were not strong enough, they had to support them with their stomachs to prevent the bricks from slipping to the ground.

Zhang Jian said, "Where are all the adults here?"

Yang Da V reminded him: "Adults? Are you talking about young people?"

Zhang Jian glanced sideways at Yang Da V, nodded: "En."

Yang Da V said: "In areas where there have been years of war, young people have only two choices - either join the government army or join the rebel army, what do you think?"

Zhang Jian was silent.

Yang Da V said: "Of course, there are also a few who can clearly see what they need, and their families have the ability to prevent them from getting involved in the war. Those who have gone to study, but most of them went to neighboring countries to study and will not stay here. Can Those who stay here are either women and children who cannot escape, or old people who can’t run, like Boulma and his grandfather. There are also some middle-aged people—”

He pointed to the room.

"Survive in the cracks like Hamfatah."

Zhang Jian used to be very good at talking, but this time he unexpectedly didn't refute a word, just sighed softly, and didn't say anything when he arrived.

Looking at all this in front of him, Li Zheng was filled with emotion.

What is the difference between children here and children in China?
In addition to skin color.

All are people.

It's just that people are divided into heaven and hell because of their different environments.

The children in China already cry and feel that they are the worst in the world after making up a few extra lessons, but what about the children here?
If it is possible to change, Li Zheng feels that the children here will not hesitate to change places with the domestic children, but what about the domestic children?
There is no need to study here, it is very free, let alone supplementary lessons.

Will they choose to switch here?

Li Zheng suddenly felt lucky.

Really lucky kind.

If the disaster that happened back then had happened here, I definitely would have no chance of surviving.

Not even a 0.0001% chance.

When Li Zheng and the others were emotionally agitated outside the room, Translator Wang inside the room was also emotionally uncontrollable, pointing to the outside of the room and saying to Hamfa Tower: "Come on, come and explain to me, you can convince me, Let me willingly buy the bricks here."

Hamfata was indeed very calm. He greeted Wang Translator to sit on the floor in front of the table, and then asked him: "Did you see those children under the eaves just now? I'm talking about the one—"

He pointed out the house.

Translator Wang looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw two little girls about four or five years old under the wall.

Each of the two little girls was holding a baby, and there were several babies in the baskets next to them.

In fact, Wang Translator saw this situation when he entered the door.

He thought it was a child of the owner of the brick factory.

"What? Why did you let me watch this?" He asked Hamfarta, trying to clear up his doubts.

Hamfata said: "Major Wang, first of all, I want to tell you that in City J, you cannot find a factory that does not use children to work. I can assure you that if you can find it, I can take you there. Turn around the city, whichever house you point to, I will take you into it, as long as there is a house that does not use the child labor you mentioned, I will buy their bricks with you."

"Also, you may think that the children here are miserable, don't you?"

he asked again.

Translator Wang nodded: "Isn't it? They should be in school at their age."

"Many of them work part-time." Hamfata looked at Wang Translator with a contemptuous look: "I must say that you are a kind-hearted soldier, but I also want to say that you know nothing about us , your compassion is as touching as that of those European humanitarian organizations who come here to do good, but it is useless."

Translator Wang frowned again.

Hamfata went on to say: "You think these children are miserable, but in fact they are not miserable at all. Compared with children of their age, they are very lucky, because the boss here is willing to hire them. -"

He pointed at the boss next to him.

"I'm not lying, he is my cousin. Of course, I brought you here to take care of my cousin. It's just that my cousin gives these children 1000 to 2000 sifa every day, and they also cover their three meals. The sum of money can provide food and clothing for their younger brothers and sisters. If this job is said to recruit people, do you believe that if you post a recruitment paper at the door, there will be a group of children queuing up here tomorrow?"

"Oh, by the way, I just said that the two little girls under the eaves, do you think they are my cousin's children? No! They are the younger brother and younger sister of these dolls, they came here with them, and my cousin fed them Yes. I dare not say how kind and great my cousin is, but you can find a second factory in J City that treats my cousin better than my cousin and can accommodate their younger brothers and sisters here, and show me, Without further ado, I told my cousin to disband the factory immediately and go work there."

Translator Wang never expected that he would be rendered speechless by this bald, obese and obscene middle-aged man in front of him.

indeed.

He suddenly felt that his previous anger was so frivolous and cheap.

After staying in the country for a long time, he subconsciously used the domestic moral values ​​and legal concepts and standards to measure here.

Unfortunately, this is country J.

When survival becomes a problem, all laws are nonsense, and survival is the greatest human right.

"Then...why don't you hire adults?" Translator Wang asked.

Hamfata smiled: "Adults? The wages paid by KML are 5000 sifa per day. Young people who can hold guns either go to the government army or go to the rebels and armed groups. If you have a bit of backbone, do it like me. For small businesses, you can either go to a mining area or a factory with higher income. This kind of small workshop can only pay this salary. Those with skills look down on them, and those without skills can’t get them. Who will do it if the children don’t work? As soon as the young people come to rest day"

Translator Wang was speechless again.

Hamfata sighed and said, “One brick here only sells for 450 West Farah. Except for the raw materials, each brick can only earn less than 50 West Farah. Moreover, there are not many customers who can afford cement bricks. It's not big, and it can only be maintained by hiring some cheap child labor. This is the reality. This is not your motherland, but this is country L. I don't study as much as you, but I'm not stupid, and I'm not bad. I know what it means Kindness, in my opinion, giving these children a salary to fill their stomachs is the greatest kindness, rather than caring about their age."

Ten minutes later, Translator Wang came out of the room.

Fatty Wei said, "Looking at his expression, Wang Translator seems to be persuaded?"

He was very surprised.

Why was Translator Wang persuaded by Hamfa Tower within 10 minutes?
Before Wang Translator left, he had already gone out, but suddenly he turned back and fumbled in his pocket for a long time, but found nothing.

Finally, I asked Li Zheng: "Have you brought any food?"

Li Zheng nodded: "Yes."

They always put a little food on their bodies when they go out to perform tasks. Firstly, it can be used in emergency situations, and secondly, they know that they often encounter children begging for food.

So, Li Zheng took out his individual food.

Translator Wang took it, walked up to the two little girls who were taking care of the baby, handed the food to them, then turned and left.

Hamfata followed behind and stopped when passing by Li Zheng, and said to Li Zheng, "Well, your major is a good man."

Then he sighed again: "But good people can't save Africa."

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