Night scavengers: they are not humble and respectable.
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59 years old, Ms. Zhou looks at her son during the day and picks up the mineral water bottle at the spring city square in the evening. Reporter Zhang Gang took the newspaper reporter Cao Xi
6:30 in the evening, the sun was ready to retract its light, the early autumn sky began to dim. The figure of these people appeared on the Quancheng Square: they were somewhat young, with a woven bag, and picked from the trash cans; some of their hair were white, with a large plastic bag or cloth bag, wandering between the trash cans.
they are the scavengers under the night. In the night, people can't see their expression. In the eyes of most people, it is just a haste of the back, passing, and they, but with rough hands, for themselves, for the family to support a day.
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come out to pick up a shortage because of family -
only for 8 days to help feed his own
8 at night, and the lotus fountain on the Quancheng Square is dancing with the melodious music. Yu Guoxue, a scavenger, sat beside a garbage bin near the fountain. He was prepared to wait for a rabbit. He had dozens of plastic bottles in a bag next to him. "You can't walk around this evening. You can pick up a lot of bottles when you sit here." Laugh at the national school. He was 47 years old, Zhangqiu people, left leg amputation. According to Yu theory, a car accident at the age of 6 prevented him from leaving crutches. After his parents passed away, he once lived with his younger sister's family. "My sister has been married and can't stay at her house all the time." Yu Guoxue seriously said, "I can feed myself by picking up bottles like this." In the early July, the national school left his sister's home, dressed only in this dress, leaned on his crutches, and walked from Zhangqiu to Ji'nan step by step. This way, he spent 8 days.
during the conversation, several citizens came to prepare to throw the bottle of drink into the trash can, and saw him in the Guoxue, and handed him the bottle. In one of the bottles, half a bottle of coke was left, and the bottle cap was unscrewed at Guoxue.
every morning, in the early morning, the national school will go to a waste collection site on the road to sell bottles, a bottle of 7 cents, he moves slowly, and only six or seven yuan a day's income. "Enough for me to eat." Yu Guoxue is satisfied.
in order to save money, eat only one noon meal in Chinese traditional culture, and the dinner will be eaten very late. "It's basically cold skin every night." The doctrine of the state. After 11 p.m., when the people in the square gradually dispersed, they would return to his temporary residence, a bank business hall, to sleep on the floor. "Actually sleeping at night is not practical. Sometimes someone stole my bottle. I have to watch it." The doctrine of the state.
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the empty nest old man entered the city - -
one night to pick out a grandson's ice cream
the picker on the Quancheng Square, not all the tramps. Next to a trash can nearest to the bridge across the square of Heng Long square, there was a big yellow plastic bag, not far away, sitting in a white old lady. The old lady was simply and clean, holding a big fan with a big fan.
the old lady surnamed Zhou has just arrived from Jiyang to Ji'nan. "Sons and daughters in law are working. I will help to see grandchildren and granddaughters." She said.
the son of Zhou, the old son of Zhou, rented a small set of houses in the Baotu Spring district. His son was a construction worker. He ran with the project and went home for more than a month. "On that day, I heard their husband and wife chatting, saying that my son had never given money to the work he had done last time, and his daughter-in-law didn't earn much money, so I wanted to pick up some bottles and exchange some money." Zhou sighed a sigh of relief.
during the day, she watches children at home and comes out to pick up bottles at night. "My son didn't know that I picked up the bottle here, and I told my daughter-in-law to go out and stroll around." Mr. Zhou said. "You have to stand next to the trash bin so that the garbage thrower can throw the bottle directly into the bag." A warm - hearted citizen told her. "She has just been here for a few days and is not too shy to speak with passers-by." The citizen said to the reporter. "I can pick up about 3 dollars a night, but I can't make a lot of money, but at the very least I can give my grandson the money to make an ice cream every day. It will be a lot, and the days will be better." Mr. Zhou said.
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leave home, wanderers -
6 years after divorce, no daughter
more than 6 in the evening. A more than 30 year old young man, naked and carrying a sack, walked into the takeover point and poured out all the bottles in the sack. "Count it, not much today." The man said. After counting, the man took 8 yuan and carried his sacks out of the purchase point.
the reporter came up with him, but his vigilance seemed to be very heavy, only to say that he had been a porter at a furniture factory in Wu's fort, and worked for more than ten hours a day, but the money was poor, and then he simply did not do it.
"I can earn at least a dozen pieces a day. I'll be on the roadside now. This sack is all my family. I don't have to spend any money on a few broken clothes." The man said. "What about your family?" the reporter asked. He had a moment's silence before he said, "I divorced my daughter-in-law a few years ago, and then I left home to work here."
the man said he had a daughter. He should be 10 years old now, but he has not seen her for 6 years. "I guess she has forgotten my dad. I owe too much to her. " Men have deep desolation at the bottom of their eyes.
reporter
they live by their hands to feed their own
night scavengers. They live in the shadow behind the dazzling light.
they are the first practitioners of garbage sorting in urban life. They retrieve the discarded wealth in garbage. They live at the bottom of the city, but still stubbornly add valuable weights to their lives.
their hearts were weak and strong, and experienced wind and rain, but they did not give up their lives. They live on their own, and though their lives are hard, they still use their own hands to support themselves and their families.
compared with some unearned groups, they are not humble and respectable.