I ran for president with scumbag money

"The number you dialed was not answered..."

Leon cut off the phone.

I don't know how many times, Charles' phone can't get through, and Binny's phone...since the last time, it has been turned off.

He squeezed his chin with one hand, thinking whether he should call the police if this goes on.

Call the police... ah.

Leon raised his head, looked at the gray sky, and pulled the windbreaker on his body - it was being blown out of shape by the wind.

The box people have gone to work, and they need to spend a lot of time to earn a little salary to support their daily life, and their leisure is only in the middle of the night.

When there was a ray of dawn in the sky, when they remembered that they still had jobs, not to mention that the candidates were at home, even the apparition of Jesus could not stop them from going to work cards.

"Sorry, I'm late." Edith approached slowly, he wanted to hurry up, but no matter how hard he tried, his steps were not much faster than usual.There was a small wry smile on the corner of his mouth, as if mocking his own futility.

"It's okay." Leon came back to his senses and said, "Let's go."

Edith handed him the mask, it was just a little disguise as they had to run around today.

"Oscar gave you the address?"

"Yes, I asked him."

"Oh..." Leon didn't quite understand the reason, "As long as you ask, he never refuses?"

"I didn't hear 'no,'" Edith replied flatly, "and he promised to drive us."

"..."

kinda...

Although it was not the first time he felt this from Edith, at this moment, Leon still suddenly felt that the person in front of him was not quite as gentle as he seemed, and also had some dark-bellied qualities.

Speaking of it, it's just that the original owner didn't find out. In the original book, Edith was also a supporting character who died with the Hawke family with just one sentence.

Because of this, Leon wanted to know why Edith proposed to investigate the incident five years ago.

After all, according to the characterization of the novel, it is impossible to pursue Nathan Hawke with criminal law.

In the novel, it is too easy for a powerful person to secretly kill a civilian. Even if the incident is revealed, there must be a "plot" to make up for it, allowing him to escape punishment and continue to love the protagonist.

Leon followed behind Edith, putting on a mask.

"Masks are totally useless," Binny thought.

The air full of dust hit his face, it was already the second day, and he still couldn't get used to it.

There is only one mask, which is attached to the mouth and nose. Although it has been washed, there are still black soot on it. Many old workers don’t wear it at all.

40.00% of the workers are coal-inhaled lung disease patients, and 60.00% are hearing-impaired, and coal ash is stuffed into their mouths during shift lunches underground.

Coal is dug here, coal is eaten, coal is drunk, and even coal is breathed.

He got the coal shovel before Roy did.

"Binney, what's the matter?" The young man with a pair of heterochromatic pupils looked at him strangely.

"It's okay, I'll come, you go and move things."

Binny didn't point out what he saw yesterday. Roy's knuckles were injured and he was not suitable for digging. He just helped to share, but he didn't want to get any gratitude.

I don't know if Roy guessed it. He clenched his fists, and the gloves on his hands were stained black with soot: "Thank you."

Later, he remembered something, became more lively, and told Binny: "Today is a day for receiving letters and spending."

No wonder the surrounding area is so lively.

Binny straightened up and looked around. The face of the lifeless miners was somewhat happy. They were talking in low voices while they were working.

"You have family too?"

"My family has been miners for generations," Lowe said, smiling. "I grew up in the mines, 'If you work hard, you will get rich,' my dad said."

"Hmmm..." is what the supervisor often emphasizes.Binny thought, lowered his eyes, and smashed the shovel on the ground, and the soot and black snow adsorbed on it drifted away.

"But I don't think he's right." Roy said with a downcast face, "If we keep doing this, we'll just die."

Binny didn't respond, just stopped what he was doing.

Roy seemed to be talking to himself: "My father died in a mining accident, and my grandfather died of stage III silicosis. Before he died, he couldn't even cough up saliva. I feel that I am in a bad state recently..."

He confided to Binny: "My ears are full of noise, rumbling, and if this continues, I'm afraid I will go deaf, just like those uncles." After a pause, he said, "Silicosis and severe hearing loss, They are all diseases that will accompany miners for a lifetime."

"Can't you resign?" Binny asked, "Stop being a miner."

Roy opened his eyes round, like a cat: "Can I not do it?"

"Okay," Binny said.

"I don't know, Dad said he signed the contract with the company for me." Luo Yi frowned, as if he had never thought about the choice of "not doing", "I have to do it for many years before leaving, otherwise the family will lose a lot of money .”

Binny thought for a while and said, "That depends on what kind of contract they signed. Besides, your father has passed away... Do you have a contract in hand? I can help you look."

Roy recalled with a troubled expression.

The steward approached menacingly, and they were forbidden to talk, to continue the work that made their hands weak.

At noon, when Binny got the soot-stained box lunch, Roy reappeared in front of him.

"I remember, my contract is in my brother's hands." He said to Binny, "If I get the contract back, can you help me look at it?"

"I think so." Binny fumbled a plastic fork from under the lunch box.

"That's amazing, you know how to read?" Roy said admiringly, "I can only write my own name."

Binny's hands paused, and when he spoke again, he comforted in a gentle tone: "Literacy is not difficult. You can find a job in the university in the future, and learn while working."

"You mean I can go to school too?" Roy asked with a smile.

Binny quickly calculated the current tuition fee, accommodation fee, book fee, donation fee... so expensive, no wonder so many students will...

He suddenly thought of Alan, his heart sank, and he said simply: "Yes, just don't go to a messy place, a school where you can learn knowledge is the most suitable."

Roy seemed to understand, nodded, and sat there with his chin resting on his hands, without moving the lunch box. After thinking for a while, he seriously said to Binny: "I think about it, I want to study medicine, go to a big school , I want to be a doctor after graduation, specializing in the treatment of silicosis and deafness."

medical school?

Binny has a lot to say, such as how difficult it is to get into medical school, how much knowledge you need to learn to become a doctor, how much the tuition costs, how many relationships you have to manage after entering the job, and it is impossible to be accepted without connections. Sent to the hospital, it is only possible in a community service clinic...

But at this moment, he just bit the fork and said vaguely: "Yes."

"Really?" Roy widened his eyes again and said suspiciously, "Don't lie to me, they say it costs a lot of money to be a doctor."

It turns out that the child is not ignorant of the outside world.

"There are still people who want to be president." Binny narrowed his eyes and said to him, "You're only twenty, and it's not impossible to live to be a hundred years old."

"Tell me about the university, have you been there?" Roy pestered him and asked excitedly.

"The front is C State State University."

Oscar slammed the brakes, and Leon woke up from his drowsiness. Edith wrapped her coat tightly and got out of the car before she woke up.

The sky began to drizzle.

"Why do you want to come to university?" Leon asked in confusion.

"Jessica will be speaking at C State University today," Edith said.

"speech?"

Leon got out of the car, with a puzzled expression on his face, this is not like what a heroine who married into a rich family in a novel would do.

In Leon's mind, Jessica Hawke was able to ride three boats between Netaen, Edith, and Barr, and never turned over from the beginning to the end. This is the standard version of the heroine of Mary Sue.

...Is this what she is going to talk about today?

"Hehe." Leon laughed dryly twice.

That's ridiculous, no matter how grotesque this world is, it's impossible to be so exaggerated.

The three entered through the main entrance of the state university, walked through the aisle lined with cherry blossom trees on both sides, and then, as expected... got lost on the university campus.

"One day I will figure out why the corridors on the university campus are so winding." Oscar, who led the way, refused to admit that it was his fault, and still angrily condemned the unscientific planning of the campus.

"Ask someone." Leon stopped and looked around, "Oh, for example, the lady over there, hello..."

Just as he was about to walk over, Oscar grabbed his sleeve, and the strength of the opponent's hand even made his shoulders tilt.

"what happened?"

"Don't go there."

The two spoke at the same time.

Leon turned his head to look at Oscar, only to find that he was staring at the woman in front of him, with veins popping out on his forehead.

To make Oscar react so violently, it's a lady again...

Leon thought of a possibility and was startled:

Why?It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

Could this be the so-called Narrow Encounter Road?

The lady didn't notice them, and quickly left the road. From the beginning to the end, Oscar stared at her coldly, and Leon had no doubt that there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Let's go." Edith said softly, pushing them from behind, "It seems that we are not far from the lecture hall."

Oscar didn't care, but Leon turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "You..."

The lecture hall is in a teaching building, and a large poster with the theme of "Life: Fountain of Glory" is pasted outside the building.

The hall was overcrowded, and three people tiptoed in through the back door without disturbing anyone. They were all intently watching the podium.

A young lady was standing on the podium, and Leon recognized it at a glance. She was the woman in Baer's photo. At this moment, she was calmly talking to the students:

"...Students, I have stated this point of view before. Now that the pressure of life is intensifying and social competition is becoming increasingly fierce, how should we ensure the dignity of life? Is it refusal to marry? Is it anti-birth?

"It was once said that the law of the universe is originally the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, and human society is no exception. Therefore, we should let those who should live survive and let those who cannot survive die by themselves! That is, the only way to eradicate poverty The solution is to solve the problem at its root: first solve the poor, then talk about progress'.

"According to them, we should let the mentally retarded, the disabled, the weak in society be weeded out, euthanized, or left to fend for themselves in a dark corner...

"Students, I think this is a ridiculous statement. First of all, none of us can guarantee that we will never stand in the position of 'underdog'.

"But, think about it another way? If we can determine the genes and the environment in which our children grow up, we can redesign the future. This is the 'open reproductive freedom' I have always advocated..."

No matter how he thought about it, Leon felt that the tone was familiar. He seemed to have heard these remarks somewhere, and then he remembered that when he and Edith met for the first time, the other party played an audio on the phone. The arguments in the audio and Jessica's speech is basically "different results but same song".

"Ms. Hawke," a boy soon raised his hand and asked sharply, "We all know that your so-called liberalization of reproductive freedom is to advocate that women give birth to children for the rich. I would like to ask, are we ordinary people not worthy of it?" offspring?"

"Why do you want to have offspring?" Jessica asked rhetorically, "Please tell me, what was your childhood like? Was there a moment when you wanted to be a rich kid and you thought 'If your parents didn't I'll just be born'? If you choose, would you rather be born into a wealthy family, or grow up in an ordinary family and live a low-quality life? Have you ever thought that with so many people in the world, how long would you die? Billions don't really matter?"

Facing these aggressive questions, the boy's eyes wandered: "Those are..."

"It's okay if you don't dare to say it, I'll tell it for you."

Her expression could be described as kind, and after looking around, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and angry, and asked loudly: "I would like to ask every student here: What is the point of pursuing the quantity of life when the quality of life cannot be guaranteed?! "

"!"

Amazed.

"Look at the people at the bottom of country X, the children born to miners are still miners, the children born to farmers are still farmers, waiters, salesmen...their children can't get rid of their own class at all, they can only continue the pain of the previous generation Destiny, the further you go, the lower the situation.

"We have never eliminated class. I am sorry to tell you that where there are people, there are high and low, and the hierarchy is indelible. Why? It is that we have never considered for the next generation, we have not screened the pros and cons of genes and obeyed our nature!

"Students, the 'legal surrogacy' I'm talking about is not a simple 'surrogacy', but a 'surrogacy' in which the woman decides the identity of the sperm provider. It is a pregnancy that is convenient for survival, a pregnancy that eliminates poverty, and is a Denying the conception of marriage.

"In order to reproduce, we need children. In order to be independent and not be hurt by others, we refuse marriage. In order to prevent the next generation from suffering, we hesitate to have children. These are both contradictions and necessity.

"'Freedom to Conceive' will resolve these contradictions by putting those who can reproduce in charge and women bearing children for those who can.

"I am standing here today not to convince everyone, but to tell some people: We have other choices! To save the next generation from our fate! Just choose a stronger father or mother for them!"

The audience became visibly agitated, and soon, another girl raised her hand to ask: "Ms. Hawke, have you ever thought that if only the blood of the rich and nobles can continue, what will be the impact on ethics and life development? "

"Excuse me, this classmate, will you give birth to a wealthy family?" Jessica looked at the other party and said.

The young student blushed: "I, I am... I am actually an unmarriageist."

"Excuse me, why did you become an unmarriageist?"

"I...uh, life is more stressful, and there are too many scumbags."

"That's it." Jessica nodded sympathetically, "But think about it from another angle, why are there so many scumbags? Because they don't have the ability to take responsibility, and they don't have the ability to deal with the conditions required by a family lock.

"And when you don't need to be responsible for the family, do you still need to care about the pressure of life? Do you still need to care about whether the other party is a scumbag? As long as he is good to your child, your child can grow up in a high-quality environment. .

"You're still free and independent, and having a child doesn't even affect your life.

"On the other hand, I will still emphasize that I just proposed a more 'shortcut' path, and never said such extreme words as 'only', 'must' and 'only', there are so many people in this world , there are unmarriageists like you, and there are people who are willing to choose to continue the ordinary blood, right?"

"..."

"Look, we have already passed the homosexuality bill and accepted non-marriage, so why can't we promote reproductive freedom and surrogacy rights?" Jessica continued, "These are complementary and have no conflict."

"Ms. Hawke, according to your statement, people will only have children and not get married. Have you thought about what changes will be brought to the traditional family?" Someone asked again.

"The traditional family model has long since disappeared!" Jessica said decisively, "According to the traditional family model, people cannot even accept premarital behavior and divorce!

"According to current surveys, the divorce rate in society has long been as high as 70.00%. Many people get divorced after three to five years of marriage. The father or mother lives alone with the children, and many people have affairs/failures within marriage.

"This is not only a slap in the face of the 'traditional family', but also brings a lot of humiliation and pain to the children. Instead of this, why should we use the 'traditional family' as a fig leaf? It is better to let go of marriage and childbearing rights and give individual freedom."

"Excuse me, what about social responsibility?"

"What is the sense of responsibility? The sense of responsibility is not to cause trouble to society, not to trouble others. Choosing to manage our offspring from the beginning of genes is the greatest responsibility we have to society."

Oscar got a headache when he heard it, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Leon sitting on the chair indifferently, propping his cheek with one hand in boredom.

He couldn't help but elbowed Leon: "You sounded very interesting."

"No, I vaguely found a template for this set of remarks."

"What template?"

"Hiller, the Fountain of Life Project." Leon said expressionlessly.

The difference is that in Leon's world, the "Fountain of Life" refers to a lunatic who uses military force to force "preferential birth".

In this world, however, a large group of people, faced with a cruel social environment and life pressure, absurdly and spontaneously agree to "birth preference".

This group of people represented by Jessica may not know who "Hiller" is or what the "Fountain of Life" is. reproduce, and sterilize the inferior."

"Could it be that marriage has unfortunately evolved into an anti-social element?"

"I think she is very serious, but..."

While Leon and Oscar were whispering, Edith on the side raised her hand and asked in a neutral voice: "Ms. Hawke, what is the root cause of your idea? For the benefit of others? Or for Selfish?"

Jessica replied inertially: "I am..."

As she spoke, she saw Edith in a blink of an eye, as if the video had been paused, her speech was interrupted, and her body was stiff.

After pausing for half a second, she continued, "Of course it's for the benefit of others, I've already married into a rich family, but I just don't want to see my life repeat the process of being oppressed.

"Being an ordinary person's child will be an ordinary person all your life, and you will be a leek. However, as long as the 'Reproductive Freedom Act' is passed, women are free to be surrogates for others, and it will never be easier than finding a good family to make their offspring rise to the sky." , simpler, more straightforward things that cross classes...

"Young girls do everything they can to marry into a wealthy family. Young girls pay more attention to the man's financial power when they go on a blind date. Part of it is for themselves, and the other part is actually for future generations.

"In comparison, they have less 'for themselves', because they can make money on their own, but if they still have families and children, what kind of financial pressure is this, isn't it rich people who can afford it?

"And not all girls can achieve their goals. Once the 'freedom of surrogacy' is launched, won't it also increase the possibility of making them successful and safe reproductive choices? Now that there are all kinds of foreseeable benefits, this proposal is absurd Where is it?"

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Finally took a break, bought a can of beer, and complained to my sister: "I want to drink the beer, cuddle with you and cry, and then go home and sleep (tang) sleep (shi)"

Girl: "Wait a minute, where's your essay?"

——Then I found that the beer was completely frozen, and when I opened it, all the unfrozen ones spewed out, and I couldn't drink it at all...

Why do convenience stores sell such frozen beer!

This may be the price of not having code words, so... honestly code words and post.