This was the first time Li Du had seen Hans in such a state.
In his mind, Hans was a lecherous, alcoholic, gambler, and indulgent person. In his hometown, this kind of person would have a special nickname: Vagabond.
However, this was normal in America. Many American youths were like this.
But in this welfare home, Hans seemed to have changed into a different person.
He laughed heartily with the children, and greeted the elderly. Seeing that the trash bin was full, he did not mind it dirty, and immediately pushed it out of the door and replaced it with a new one.
Li Du was surprised. Hans had changed a lot. In the welfare home, he was no longer the treasure hunter who liked to curse and swear, but a good young man full of love and patience.
Okay, he was a good young man.
Then a black woman walked out. She was about 50 years old, wearing a blue T-shirt that had been washed white. Her hair was curly, and she walked with a breezy gait, just like a black maid.
Seeing this woman, Hans waved enthusiastically. "Hi, Mother Mesa, looks like you've been doing well recently. You've put on weight again. For the sake of the children, you should eat less. "
The black woman punched him hard on the shoulder and laughed. "Xiao Fu, you haven't been here for half a year. If you hadn't sent me emails every day, I would have thought that something had happened to you."
Hans grimaced and rubbed his shoulder. "I only came back to Flagstaff two months ago. Before that, I was always in Phoenix. After I came back, I was busy with business, so I didn't come."
"Busy with business? You're busy with drinking and f * cking! "The black woman pouted.
Li Du laughed. This woman really knew Hans well.
Hans pulled him out and said pitifully, "Really, I've been working hard to earn money. Look, this is my business partner. His name is Li, and he's a super Chinese guy."
The black woman, Mesa, shook hands with Li Du and said, "I know you, Du Li. Hans has mentioned you many times in his emails. He said you're the young man he admires the most in his life."
Holding hands, Li Du felt that Mesa's palms were warm and strong, but there were many calluses, like old tree bark under the sun.
He smiled. "He mentioned me before, I'm sure, but he said I'm the young man he admires the most? I'm a little flattered because I don't think he could say anything nice like that. "
"You know me well, brother. You really do." Hans laughed.
Mesa led them into a simple office with a desk, a few stools, and a battered computer.
After asking them to sit down, she turned around and shouted, "Sally, go and boil a pot of water. Do you have coffee or tea?"
"Just a little Indian black tea."
"Then make a pot of tea for Big Brother Fox and his partner." Mesa smiled. "Show me your culinary skills, my female knight."
As she spoke, the black woman swiftly pulled out a book from the cabinet and handed it to Hans.
Hans said, "Mother Mesa, you know I have absolute trust in you."
"No, this is the rule. You have to look at it. There are detailed accounts here. The money you transferred to me is all there. You have to look at it!" Mesa said firmly.
Hans was looking at the account book. Mesa looked at Li Du and said, "I really couldn't tell, Li. You're so young, but you're such an excellent treasure hunter."
Li Du shrugged. "Maybe God is on my side."
Mesa said, "To be honest, the money Hans transferred to us these two months has suddenly increased. I'm a little worried."
Hans said unhappily, "You have so little confidence in me? Would I do bad things for money? "
"I'm afraid you'll sell your kidney, your blood, and your cornea for money." Mesa glanced at him.
Hans thought about it and said, "Maybe I'll really do that. Who asked me to treat the welfare institute as my home?"
Li Du listened to their conversation and remembered that he would go to the bank every time he received money. He asked, "You go to the bank to transfer money?"
"What else? Do you think I'll put my money in the pockets of those black-hearted capitalists? "Hans returned to his venomous nature.
Mesa said, "In these two months, he transferred 24,000 dollars to the welfare institute. Because of this money, the conditions of the welfare institute have improved a lot."
Li Du was quite surprised. Hans had given almost half of his income to the welfare institute. How could he be so kind?!
The two started to discuss the account book and some problems with the welfare institute's development. Li Du couldn't get a word in, so he went out to take a look.
The welfare institute mainly housed children and the elderly. Other than the caregivers, the adults were people with physical or mental disabilities.
However, the atmosphere was good. The children didn't have many toys, but they shared and played together. There was endless laughter and laughter.
Li Du saw that most of their toys were old and broken, so he took out the new toys Hans had bought and distributed them.
Seeing these toys, the children beamed with joy and surrounded him, calling him Big Brother China.
Li Du said, "These toys were bought by your Brother Fox. Brother China came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts."
"But you're willing to play with us. Mother Mesa said that adult time is more precious than money and toys. You're a good person if you're willing to waste time playing with us." A little boy in a wheelchair smiled.
His smile was pure, like a sapphire freshly dug out from the ground.
A few of the little girls were disappointed. "No Barbie dolls? Brother Fox always forgets to buy Barbie dolls. "
"Because he doesn't like them. He's afraid of dolls," Victoria, who was holding a comic book, said.
Li Du couldn't bear to see the girls' disappointed expressions. "Next time I come, I'll give you Barbie dolls."
"Really?"
"I swear to God."
They stayed in the welfare institute for the whole afternoon. In the evening, they had a meal together before leaving.
In the car, Li Du was about to ask when Hans raised his hand. "Give me some privacy. I don't want to say much about the welfare institute."
Li Du said, "I'm not asking. What I want to say is, can we find a fast food restaurant? I'm still hungry. "
"Sh * t!"
The four antique clocks were put up for sale without a price tag.
That night, someone from Houston, Texas, called to say that they were interested in their antique clocks.
Hans asked the other party to check on the antique clocks the next day. He told them that two of the clocks were imitations and two were real. He told them to verify it themselves.
The next day, at two o 'clock in the afternoon, a Land Rover Aurora arrived in Flagstaff. Li Du and Hans picked them up. There were three of them: two middle-aged men and an old man.
"Hello, are you Mr. Raymond from Houston?"
The old man nodded. "Yes, hello, Mr. Fox. I'm Raymond, Zoe Raymond. These two are my assistants."
Hans greeted them, and then the old man said directly, "As you can tell, I'm an old man. I don't have much time left. Time is precious to me, so we don't have to be polite. Take out the four clocks and I'll get straight to the point."
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