Chapter 1023: Picking Up Garbage

From a distance, the people at the scrapyard could see a seven or eight-year-old boy approaching, dragging a bag in each hand. The setting sun illuminated his eyebrows and eyes, and the determined look in the boy's eyes contrasted sharply with the burden on his back. It was heart-wrenching. Next to him was a beautiful little girl, resembling a little angel. She sniffled while using all her strength to carry a bag of plastic bottles, her small face turning red from exhaustion. The young woman collecting the scrap, upon seeing the pitiful sight of the two children, immediately felt sympathy. "Little ones, where are your parents?" William, afraid of being cheated on his first visit to sell waste, immediately mentioned Old Bray's name. "My grandpa is tired and sleeping at home, so he asked us to come and sell the bottles." He spoke earnestly, showing no signs of lying. They knew Old Bray, who often came here to sell scrap. However, it was strange... didn't he usually come only onc