Zaozhuang 9 year old boy picking up the last picture of a father can not help crying.
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2015 February 10th news, Zaozhuang, Shandong.
dad, I miss you. On the morning of 9, nine year old Sun Yanbin climbed out of bed and wrote a diary.
just during the winter vacation, this is the season of spoiled in the parents' arms, but this ordinary person's little happiness has not descended on Sun Yan Bin. At the end of 2014, his father was diagnosed with leukemia. The first treatment cost 150 thousand yuan, which made a poor peasant family fall into a vortex of sadness instantly. Xiao Yan Bin, who hasn't much strength, has been riding on a tricycle, picking up trash, earning ten yuan and eight yuan a day, and saving 267.3 yuan in three months. Money is few, but this simple filial piety makes people feel warm.
a day ride 20 miles to
8 at six o'clock in the morning, the sky is bright. Sun Yanbin, who lived in the flagpole village of PI Zhuang Town, Taierzhuang, Zaozhuang, got up early to get up and eat a steamed bun on the carrot strip. He hurried to pick up his tricycle, took the seat and put three nylon bags.
hearing the news, Wang Jiao, the mother of Yan Bin, feels a bit distressed. "Don't go first."
"no, come back and eat later." Xiao Yan Bin responded, pushing the car out of the door.
8 morning, when the reporter saw Xiao Yan Bin, he was picking up waste products in the village east ditch, wearing a military green coat, face round.
"mainly collecting some paper boxes and wine bottles. The plastic piece is 60 Fen Jin, and the bottle is 10 Fen, and now it's down to eight. If you are lucky, you will pick up some small plastic blocks. Little Yan Bin's conversation, less than nine years old children's immature, more mature. Fixed the tricycle. He followed the ridge down the bottom of the ditch and searched the garbage dump with his sickle.
apart from the scattered garbage dumps in the village, Xiao Yan Bin often went to other villages or urban areas to collect waste products, and returned to a village at least more than 20 miles a day.
a car made 10 yuan of waste money.
Xiao Yan Bin's tricycle contained three big bags, together with yesterday's pick up, at noon, just enough to get enough of a car. Passing the door, Xiao Yan didn't drink enough water, and went straight to the small collection village of seven or eight li away from home.
"Yan Bin, here again!" heard the dog barking in the yard, and 67 year old Zhang Ke Yi greeted him. "It's early today. It's full. Come here." Zhang Ke Yi said, while helping Yan Bin push the tricycle.
unloading three bags of waste products, Xiao Yan Bin quickly dragged it onto the platform scale. "There are too many waste cartons, so the price should be cheaper." Zhang Ke Yi calculated, "nine yuan zero three hair, give you ten yuan." Yan Bin carefully took the 10 yuan handed over by Zhang Ke Yi, folded it up and put it in the pocket of his coat.
"during this time, the child was very diligent. At least you can earn 35 yuan, and you can earn ten or twenty yuan when you get more. Children are only nine years old. It's not easy. After 19 years of acquisition, Zhang Ke Yi was the first to see such a small child selling waste products. At first, he was very curious. "After I asked, I realized that his father had been seriously ill. I do not accept children who have little experience, but I can not bear to think that such a filial child is not easy to take care of.
Zhang Ke Yi said that so far, Xiao Yan Bin has been selling more than thirty waste products.
"Dad, I think you"
Xiao Yan Bin's house is basically a rough room, cold is extraordinary. There's nothing in the house, four chairs, a table.
father Sun Yongliang was originally working in Shanghai, earning three thousand dollars a month. Mother usually made a little money by selling fried string, and Sun Yanbin had a seven - month - old sister to feed.
"in mid October 2014, his dad was still on duty and suddenly had a fever." Wang Jiao said, after hemoptysis, lymphadenopathy, and finally diagnosed in Shanghai Qingpu District Zhongshan hospital leukemia.
the house is too broken, and Sun Yongliang's savings accumulated over the past few years are intended to be used for building houses. Can "leukemia" three words, let this poor peasant family instantly be enveloped in despair.
2014 in December, Sun Yongliang was admitted to Qilu Hospital of Shandong University. Only one phase of chemotherapy cost was 150 thousand yuan. Currently, two phase chemotherapy is being accepted. Near the Spring Festival, the neighbors were busy selling new year products, but his family was busy borrowing money everywhere.
"he also knows that the disease is not a minor ailment, and many times it is said to give up treatment. I told him that no matter how difficult it is, I will treat him in the end. If he gives up the treatment, I will accompany him to death. Although the family situation is not good, mention husband's illness, Wang Jiao's tone is unyielding. "Now the whole family is waiting for the right opportunity to do the matching."
Sun Yongliang worked abroad every year, and his father and son met two times a year. "I want my father to get better soon. I want to donate my bone marrow to him, so long as my father is able to get better, I will do anything." When he mentioned his father, Xiao Yan said firmly.
"Daddy don't leave me! I haven't seen you for a long time. I often dreamed of you at night, Dad. I believe you will be fine. I and my mother, Grandpa and grandma all miss you very much!" Wang Jiao told reporters that in the early morning of February 9th, Xiao Yan wakes up without saying a word, at that time, I did not know a few minutes, Xiao Yan wrote this one A diary, the name is "Dad, I miss you".
during the break to the playground, pick up plastic bottles
10 Fen, 50 Fen, one, five... Xiao Yan Bin's money storage tank is a shoebox. These days, he has saved up all the money he made from the waste and stacked it up neatly.
every day Xiao Yan Bin will count and count his family. In his opinion, this money is his father's life saving money. "I hope to earn more money for Dad to see a doctor. I think of him." On the 9 day, there was a gap between lunch and Xiao Yan, who counted it for 267.3 yuan. Thinking of his father, Xiao Yan Bin had a dignified look and red eyes.
"the child's performance is very good, but this period of time, he was not in the state of learning, and he was always distracted in class, and the final exam results had slipped." Li Ru, the head teacher of Xiao Yan Bin, said that in early November 2014, Sun Yanbin began to collect waste products, and he wanted all the waste paper and plastic bottles. Whether it's in the classroom or on the playground, they go around to look around, and then wrap them in plastic bags and take them away.
Li Shifang, the 55 year old former principal of Flagstaff primary school, said, "children are so small that they can be filial piety. Such a big thing is a disaster for ordinary rural families. We also want to organize enthusiastic villagers to donate money to help the family of Yan Bin.
according to Wang Jiao, after she learned that her home situation, many villagers voluntarily donated, more than one hundred, less fifty, "now the village has been raised more than thirty thousand yuan, thank them very much."