Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Chapter 834: Leningrad Station (Part 1)

City of a Thousand Tops, Leningrad Railway Station.

The railway station was built nearly 200 years ago. Although it was set up in the capital area, because it is connected to St. Petersburg (Leningrad), the entire station is also named after the target city.

The mottled century-old history has left traces on the walls of the station. Although it has been expanded and renovated several times, just like the whole country, every part of the station can smell dilapidated.

For example, the vagrants lying around, some of them sat on the ground with their legs crossed, some fell asleep on their sides, some were in groups, and some looked around alone with bare feet.

Most of these are the products of family misfortune, which in turn is largely due to alcoholism.

Alcoholism is a curse that hangs over Lucia's head. This habit from ancient times is an important driver of Lucia's high divorce rate and high orphan rate. It is even the chief culprit. Prime Minister Lucia simply said that alcoholism is a national disaster.

After the divorce of the Lucia couple, the children are usually awarded to women. No matter which country they are in, it is a problem for divorced women to bring children to marry. What's more, the government provides little subsidies to divorced mothers, sending their children to orphanages It is a customary option for Lucia society.

So in Lucia, which has a population of more than 100 million, the number of orphans is astonishingly 700,000, and the number is increasing year by year, with about 70,000 new cases every year.

Homeless orphans can be found everywhere in this country, comparable only to black families in other parts of the world.

"Why is the birch ringing on the ground, why is the snow-white tree knowing everything, following the direction of the wind..." An orphan sang loudly while leaning against the pillars of the train station with an accordion.

I don't know where I got the accordion from, and my singing voice is hard to describe. I have a hoarse voice at a very young age. I don't know whether it's luck or other reasons.

Most of the passers-by walked by in a hurry, and occasionally someone was willing to slow down to listen to what song he sang, and even fewer people were willing to put money in front of him.

Everyone is a person whose pockets are cleaner than their faces.

Singing like this is not very effective, and the little waif simply stopped singing, and kept singing the tune of a few old songs, but in this way, even fewer people were willing to give money.

"Evgeny, you should learn to play some new tunes. Everyone is tired of listening to old songs." A vagrant walked up to Yevgeny and sat down, his bare soles A black cocoon has formed.

Not everyone has shoes to wear. After all, this is not the same as the clothes that can be worn on the body after being picked up. If the shoes that were finally found out of the trash can do not fit, it is better to be barefoot like this.

"Without scores, you can't learn."

"Shouldn't you just hear the tune once and then play it?"

Yevgeny rolled his eyes at the little waif: "If I had that kind of talent, would I still be wandering here? I have already joined an art troupe based on my talent."

"Well, it seems to be the same." The little vagrant scratched his feet with emotion, "Even someone as smart as you can't do it. It's too difficult to get ahead. When will we be the top in our days."

It wasn't long before he became a vagrant, and he still had expectations for life, but as long as he stayed in the vagrant environment for a long time, he would be completely corrupted by the environment in a short time.

This kind of corruption of despair and loss of confidence in life can't be resisted by adults, let alone a group of little waifs. Yevgeny has seen this kind of situation too much, and he doesn't know when he will become one of them part of.

Yevgeny only hoped that this situation would come later, later.

"It pulls well."

While the two little waifs were talking, a passer-by threw a banknote at the two of them.

It's just that when he bent down, the passers-by took a few extra glances at Yevgeny. This waif looked surprisingly good, suitable for appearing on the silver screen, but the surprise lasted for a moment, and the passers-by hurriedly prepared to board the car.

"Thank you, thank you." The little waif kept bending over to thank, "The Lord will bless you."

Begging is completely a freelance job, and the latest off-duty time depends on when the train station staff will drive them away. The vagrants come to work if they want to come to 'work', and leave when they want to get off work.

However, there are a lot of people coming and going at the train station today, several times higher than usual. In the impression of the two children, even before the Orthodox New Year, there was not such a huge flow of people.

Moreover, Yevgeny also observed that this flow of people has obvious characteristics, most of them are young women, and many of them are little girls of their age.

Some of the faces of the bustling crowd were cheerful, while others were peaceful.

"Valentin, let's go." Yevgeny put away the accordion, and slowly stood up from the ground. Unlike the waifs in the station, Yevgeny's clothes were clean, and he could see that he often Wash and take care of.

Seeing that the flow of people was getting less and less, and the sky was getting darker, Yevgeny and the little waif packed up their things and rushed towards 'home'.

They said they were going to pack their things, but the two children had very little. Yevgeny only had an accordion, and little Valentin only had a few newspapers spread on the floor.

Newspapers are all morning news, and to Valentin they serve as a simple bed, and he can't read the Cyrillic letters in the newspapers.

"Okay." Valentin rubbed the newspaper, ready to throw it on the ground.

But Yevgeny took the newspaper over. Valentin was a little orphan who escaped from an orphanage. He didn't know a few words since he was a child, but Yevgeny had received a few years of basic education anyway. Looking at the words in the newspaper, he didn't move his eyes for a long time.

"Evgeny, what's the matter." Valentin knew that Yevgeny could read, and occasionally asked Yevgeny to read the text in the newspaper, "What was written on it?"

"I wrote it..." Yevgeny didn't know how to explain the words in the newspaper to Valentin. After all, it was just such a first glance, and even he couldn't figure out whether the government was joking.

Although the government of this country is no longer available, at least it won't be a joke with this kind of thing.

Moreover, Yevgeny looked at the travelers passing by, most of them were women, and he finally understood why he was so abnormal today.

"What did you write?" Little Valentin stretched his neck over, his tiger-headed and tiger-headed appearance fit the description of a gray animal.

"It has nothing to do with us." Yevgeny curled up the newspaper, tightened his baggy clothes and said, "Let's go, if we don't go, someone will drive us away."

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