Chapter 3 Reduced to picking up trash?

"Hurry up!"

It was a hot summer day, and Qin Hailang was already sweating profusely before he walked far, and even the breeze was hot.

He has been rummaging through boxes and cabinets along the way, and so far he has picked up 20 plastic bottles from more than a dozen trash cans along the way. He is 20 years old, a very young guy. Passers-by looked at him with suspicion when they saw him picking up garbage at such a young age with a few snakeskin bags.

Obviously the passers-by were puzzled as to why Qin Hailang chose to pick up trash!

He ignored the strange goals of these passers-by. He was now immersed in the work of rummaging through the trash cans for plastic bottles.

It didn't take long for Qin Hailang to arrive at a nearby large shopping mall. The small square outside the shopping mall contained as many as seven or eight trash cans.

Among the crowd, he was rummaging through the trash can with a snakeskin bag, creating a beautiful scenery here!

Generally, those who pick up garbage are aunts and uncles in their sixties or seventies, or they are homeless people. But it is really rare for young people like Qin Hailang, who looks like a college student, to dig through trash cans.

Only people who have no ability to work or support themselves will pick up garbage.

"Haha... I found four more plastic bottles." Qin Hailang walked to a trash can and saw four plastic bottles lying quietly inside. They accumulate together with banana peels, rotten paper towels, plastic bags and other garbage.

He didn't care whether the trash can was dirty or not, he just reached in and took out four plastic bottles, quickly unscrewed the bottle caps and twisted them hard. He flattened the entire plastic bottles and threw them into the snakeskin bag. Only in this way can snakeskin bags hold more plastic bottles.

"35, 36..."

"We are still far away from 2,000, come on!" Qin Hailang wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran to the next trash can. Time is money, and he has to race against time.

At this time, a little girl with a porcelain doll not far away looked at Qin Hailang who was rummaging through the trash can and said in a sweet voice: "Mom, what is that big brother rummaging through the trash can? Is there any candy in the trash can? ?”

"Why is there candy in the trash can, silly boy, there is only garbage in the trash can. That big brother must not have worked hard and studied well before. You see, he can only make a living by picking up garbage now. So don't imitate him, you must work hard You know, you will be a girl in the office from now on!" the little girl's mother touched her head and taught.

"Oh, Mom, I know, I must study hard."

"..."

A busy hour passed like this.

"Already 150, the harvest is not small, but I have rummaged through the trash cans in the nearby streets. It seems that I have to go somewhere further." Qin Hailang's clothes were soaked with sweat at this moment.

The high temperature of 36 degrees made him sweat profusely. If he continued to be exposed to the sun like this, he might suffer from heatstroke.

Now he truly experienced that sentence, it was noon on the day of hoeing, sweat dripped from the hoeing, and he turned his face to the loess and his back to the sky. Although it doesn’t mean picking up trash, the principle is the same. He deeply realizes that making money is not easy.

As more and more plastic bottles are picked up, the snakeskin bag becomes heavier and heavier, and I have to carry it to rummage through boxes and cabinets. Anyway, Qin Hailang would trot over wherever he saw a trash can. It looked like he was trying his best to pick up trash.

Yes, he didn't dare to stop, he didn't dare to slow down. He is afraid of not having enough time!

He didn't dare to walk, he could only run!

The purpose is to find more plastic bottles.

In the morning, Qin Hailang's figure appeared in trash cans all over the ten-kilometer radius. He was tall and thin, holding a large bag of plastic bottles in snakeskin bags in his hand. He was running, and he was constantly looking for trash cans. , looking for plastic bottles.

One morning passed, and he found a total of more than 500 plastic bottles. This achievement made him very happy.

But his whole body was tanned and he felt dizzy, probably because he had been in the sun for too long.

I hurried home, poured all the more than 500 plastic bottles into the living room, ate a few bowls of porridge in a hurry, put on my hat, picked up a few bottles of boiling water in plastic bottles, and went out quickly.

I have just picked up more than 500 plastic bottles now, which is still more than 1,500 away from 2,000!

In the afternoon, the sun became more intense and the temperature became even higher. The asphalt road and cement radiated heat waves under the sun's exposure all morning. You can sweat profusely no matter where you stand without moving.

"The wind is really hot and the floor is hot." Qin Hailang said with emotion.

"Hey, there is a water park in front. I believe there must be a lot of plastic bottles in the trash can at the door."

You know, it's hot now and the water park is overcrowded. The weather is hot and the population is densely populated, so there must be many people drinking mineral water and drinks. There must be a lot of plastic bottles over there.

Sure enough, when I walked to the entrance of the amusement park, there were seven or eight trash cans of various sizes.

"Let's go!"

Qin Hailang hurried over with half a bag of plastic bottles on his back. He was full of energy now. Although he was very hot and tired, he still persevered.

He continued to rummage through the trash cans, which again attracted a lot of attention from the crowd.

Some of them were pointing fingers at him, probably because they thought he was stupid when they saw him picking up garbage at such a young age.

At this time, Qin Hailang didn't know that a group of acquaintances were watching him not far away.

This group of people was either a group of classmates from his college class. These people came to the class party for fun.

"Hey, the guy picking up trash over there looks familiar, isn't that Qin Hailang?" At this time, a male classmate pointed at Qin Hailang who was rummaging through a trash can more than ten meters away and said.

At this moment, Qin Hailang was a little dusty and his clothes were dirty because he had been picking up trash for the whole morning and noon. If you don't pay attention, you can hardly recognize him. After all, he is carrying a snakeskin bag.

After hearing that it was Qin Hailang, Li Zicong immediately became interested. He leaned over and shouted, "Fuck, it's really Qin Hailang. No wonder he didn't come to the class party. It turns out that he is picking up trash!"

"He really works to earn money for his studies." Zhou Dafu on the side did not forget to make a sarcastic remark.

In fact, the two of them were very happy when they saw Qin Hailang picking up trash.

"Oh, the rich second generation has now fallen to picking up plastic bottles to make money, how miserable."

"Isn't it! Sometimes having money at home is not necessarily good, look at Qin Hailang, his family went bankrupt, and now he is miserable."

Some other classmates also pointed and talked.

Lin Muqing frowned slightly when she saw this. She thought that even if Qin Hailang's family lost their business, they should be able to live a comfortable life. Now she saw Qin Hailang picking up garbage and realized that his life was difficult.

It was so difficult that he had to pick up garbage for a living.

She now understood why he didn't come to the class party. He didn't come after the whole class, because he really couldn't afford even a hundred yuan! For him, a hundred yuan was a week's or even longer living expenses.