The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The summer morning light always arrives impatiently. It is not even 5 o'clock yet, but the sky is already pale. In the deserted corner of the park, there is a rustling sound. Su Mo has already opened his eyes, and the light gently falls on the small figure lying on the bench.

The cub was covered in dust, and seemed to have long been accustomed to the environment it was in. The blood on its face had dried and clumps and then fell off, leaving only a swollen scar across its little face.

The weather in summer is unpredictable. Yesterday, the stars were shining, but this morning, the wind blew. The little cub, wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt, also felt a little chilly. His messy hair fluttered in the wind. He held tightly to his big bag of coins and walked along the path towards the park exit.

"Baby, where are you going?" 8517 saw the little cub wake up and flew around him excitedly. However, Su Mo said nothing, just buried his head and walked forward firmly.

Before he knew it, 8517 followed the cub to the old building where the drunk man lived yesterday.

"What are you doing here, kid?" 8517 was still frightened by the man from yesterday, and when he arrived at this place, he became nervous. Looking at the dark entrance at the bottom of the building, he was afraid that the hideous man would suddenly appear.

"Don't worry, they won't wake up at this time." The little cub who has lived with the couple for a long time is very familiar with their daily life. Generally, they will not get up before 12 noon. Before they wake up, Su Mo has to prepare breakfast, otherwise, what awaits him will be a severe scolding and beating.

The little cub tiptoed to the shadow of the basement, pulled out a large dark green sack-like plastic bag, and stuffed all the large and small mineral water bottles and worn-out paper shells scattered in the corner into the large plastic bag. This was his treasure, which he had picked up a few days ago and had not yet been sent to Grandpa Hu's recycling station.

The bulging plastic bag was as tall as the cub's short body. Su Mo dragged his large sack carefully, trying his best not to make any noise when it rubbed against the ground. Since he was leaving here, he couldn't leave these things here anymore.

8517 watched helplessly as the little cub, like a little hamster, carefully carried out his treasure collection.

8517 looked worriedly at the plastic bag that was almost covering the cub, and was terrified that if he was not careful, the cub would be crushed to the ground.

Unconsciously, they came to a narrow alley. A shabby wooden board was hung on the wall, with the three characters "Recycling Station" written crookedly on it. A shabby tricycle was parked there. At the gate, a gray-haired old man was sitting on a brown recliner with his eyes closed. A large palm-leaf fan was casually placed under the old man's recliner, and was pressed down by a water cup so that it would not be blown away by the wind.

"Grandpa Hu"

The slight noise made the old man open his cloudy eyes in confusion. After seeing who was coming, his eyes narrowed instantly and he smiled, revealing his missing teeth.

"It's Momo, it's so early today."

The old man stood up from the recliner and took the plastic bag from Su Mo's back.

"Come, let grandpa weigh you." The old man picked up the old-fashioned beam scale from the ground at the foot of the wall, selected a slightly smaller weight, hooked Su Mo's plastic bag with a large iron hook, hung the weight on the beam scale, and began to weigh Su Mo.

Su Mo stared at the high-raised scale beam with eager eyes, with a gleam in his eyes.

When the old man saw the eager look of the little cub, his heart melted.

The little cub stood there quietly, its pair of clear big eyes wide open, with an innocent light flashing in its pupils. It looked like a hungry little animal, extremely lovable.

The old man quietly moved the line hanging the weight back, and Su Mo didn't notice. Before the beam scale fell, the old man put down the plastic bag and finished weighing.

Although the old man's actions were hidden from Su Mo, they were seen clearly by 8517.

"No more, no less, exactly 5 jin. Grandpa will give you 20 yuan, okay?"

The old man's dark, time-stained hands took out a worn wallet from his pocket, took out 20 yuan from it, handed it to Su Mo, and reminded him with concern:

"Hold it tight, don't lose it."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Su Mo happily took the brand new banknote from the old man, carefully put it in his pocket and patted it. He had helped his adoptive parents buy breakfast before, and he knew that 20 yuan could buy a lot of big buns, enough for him to eat for a long time. Thinking of the delicious buns, Su Mo couldn't help swallowing his saliva. From yesterday to now, he hadn't eaten a single grain of rice, and his stomach also made a gurgling protest.

After collecting the money, he stood aside obediently, waiting for the old man to dump the paper and bottles in his bag into the garbage mountain that had been sorted out. Compared with the neatly stacked paper and large sacks of garbage, Su Mo's little stuff was really pitiful, a small pile, forming a sharp contrast.

The old man returned the bag to Su Mo, and couldn't help but frowned when he saw Su Mo's obviously ill-fitting clothes and his thin body swaying in the wind.

"Momo, wait for Grandpa for a moment." The old man seemed to remember something, turned his head, opened the curtain, and disappeared at the door. Su Mo looked at the door in confusion, wondering why Grandpa Hu called him. After a while, the old man came out of the room carrying a worn-out schoolbag.

"This is what Grandpa received from a family yesterday. There are some children's clothes. Grandpa checked them and they are not damaged, but they are too small for their children to wear. Grandpa just happened to think of you, so he sorted them out for you. You can take them back and wear them."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Su Mo looked at those clothes. Apart from being a little old, they were indeed not damaged. They were hundreds of times better than the one he was wearing.

"Let's go, let's go," the old man waved at Su Mo.

He knew Su Mo. The child was well-behaved and sensible, and never cried or made a fuss. But the parents were completely heartless. But the man was overbearing, and the neighbors could only sigh when they mentioned the child. They didn't intervene casually, but just helped when they met.

Watching Su Mo's leaving figure, the old man couldn't help but sigh. How could such a sensible child end up with such a pair of parents? It's really a sin!

Su Mo left without knowing that the old man was feeling sorry for his experience.

He looked at the sky. He was running out of time. The requirements for sanitation workers in the old city were relatively loose. They usually started cleaning the roadside trash cans after breakfast. He wanted to take advantage of this gap time to quickly look through the trash cans to see if there were any useful bottles and cardboard boxes.

Su Mo dragged a large plastic bag and looked through the trash cans he passed by. There was a day's worth of garbage in there. The unpleasant smell lingered around him, but Su Mo's expression did not change at all. He was still searching intently.

At the same time, a black car that was out of tune with the surrounding environment drove into the old city in a low-key manner. After passing Su Mo on the roadside, it suddenly stopped on the roadside.