Does anyone have the specific content of "Sanmao's Wanderings" (2)?

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I need it for my homework! Please`~~~````I want the specific content of "Sanmao Wanderings" (2), no introduction!

Analysis:

Sanmao became an orphan again. Where did Sanmao go? Sanmao heard from his grandfather that there is a big city called Shanghai, where there are many people, cars, houses, and many high-rise buildings. Sanmao thought, if he could find some work there, he wouldn't have to worry about not having enough to eat. He asked about it as he walked. People told him that as long as he followed this road, he could reach Shanghai.

Sanmao was very happy. He stepped forward with his two little legs, swung his two little arms, and walked forward

along the road. As I was walking, I heard a beeping sound behind me. Sanmao looked back and saw that it was a small car. He thought that it would be much faster to go to Shanghai by car than by walking. So he stretched out his hands

and stopped the car. A skinny monkey with a yellow face in the car shouted at Sanmao: "What are you doing? You are looking for death!" Sanmao was stunned, "I, I want to go to Shanghai!".

The thin monkey with a yellow face rushed out of the car, raised his arm and slapped Sanmao.

Sanmao fell down and hit his head on the ground, making a big bag. At this time, there was another fat pig-like guy in the car. He stuck his head out and cursed Sanmao with a big mouth.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, not not bee, beep, beep, beep. There was a puddle of muddy water under the ground. The wheels of the car splashed up the muddy water, making Sanmao's body completely dirty.

Sanmao was angry and resentful, thinking: These rich guys are so bad! He had no choice but to shake the water on his head, wipe the mud on his body, touch the bump on his head, and move forward with tears in his eyes.

Sanmao walked for a while and saw a car parked in front of him. When he got closer, he saw that it was still the same car. It turns out the car broke down. The two guys struggled to push the car, their thin bodies hunched over like giant shrimps. The fat man's belly was round and big, and he couldn't bend his waist. He stretched out his two thick and short legs and panted. Sanmao couldn't help laughing.

The two guys turned around when they heard the laughter and saw that it was the child who had just stopped the car. The thin monkey

came over and said: "Hey, little guy, come here and help push the cart!" The fat man also said: "Little brother, help me push the cart!" , take you to Shanghai." Sanmao hated these two guys. He touched his face that was still hot after being slapped, and said in his heart: "I won't help!"

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Sanmao raised his head and said loudly: "I'll go alone, I don't need you to take me to the sea." After saying that, Sanmao raised his head and chest, and put his hands behind his back. Walking in front of the car in a grand manner, the two guys had no choice but to push the broken car and follow behind.

Sanmao came to Shanghai. Oh! So many people, such tall and big houses, so many different kinds of cars, rickshaws, and trams. The bustling sounds of people and cars were so lively and chaotic that San Mao felt dizzy. I wonder if I can help others here without having to eat?

Sanmao entered the city and saw a group of policemen on horseback on the other side of the road, holding thick

big wooden sticks in their hands and rushing towards the large group of people at the intersection. I saw a large group of people

holding small red and green flags and shouting slogans: "Anti-hunger! Anti-civil war!

Anti-persecution!" Sanmao looked at The police officers tried their best to beat down those who held up small flags, and even arrested many people.

I thought, is this Shanghai? Is this what Shanghai is like?

It is getting dark slowly, the people on the street have dispersed, and the shops are closed. Where can I go to Sanmao?

What a night? Sanmao turned from the main street to a small alley. Under the eaves on both sides of the dark alley, many people were lying in confusion. They were all poor people without homes. There was no place for them to lie.

Sanmao searched for a long time but couldn't find a suitable place. Suddenly, he saw a wooden cart parked in front of a shop, with a small shovel leaning on the handlebar. Sanmao thought: What is this for? Is it used for pulling things? Don't worry about it, just sleep here first.

Sanmao lay on the small wooden cart and fell asleep "snoring, snoring". He was so tired and sleepy. He slept so soundly. He had no idea what the smell was or what was bothering him.

He also had a good dream, dreaming that he was sleeping on a big, thick and soft bed. It was so beautiful!

Just when Sanmao was sleeping soundly, it started to get dark. Here comes a cleaner who pulls out trash

. He didn't notice anyone in the car, so he took the shovel, opened the lid of the trash can, shoveled out the garbage, and loaded it into the car one by one. Just two or three shovels later, Sanmao on the car woke up.

Sanmao was so frightened that he sat up from the car and shouted, "Ah

Ah!" The worker loading garbage was also shocked by Sanmao. "Ah!" Startled, he turned his head and saw, oh, there was a child sitting in the car, his head and face were covered with dirt, he looked like What a dirty little devil.

Sanmao came to Shanghai and had nothing to eat, which was even more sad. There is everything

on the street: fried dough sticks, flatbreads, and the fat and big roasted chicken and bacon hanging in the window of the food store, but Sanmao could only watch, unable to eat, and drooled all over the floor.

The aroma of meat wafted from the shop, and Sanmao peeked through the crack in the door. Just as I was watching, a shopper walked out of the

door. He swung the door open, and the spring-loaded door bounced back. It was thick, wide and heavy. The door hit Sanmao hard on the head.

Sanmao, who was already panicking from hunger, felt his head buzzing and was knocked down.

A big bump immediately appeared on his head, and stars appeared in front of his eyes. . The man only glanced at Sanmaoyi

and left alone. San Mao was so painful that she burst into tears, and her mouth was cut and bleeding. Sanmao wiped his mouth and stood up. His legs were shaking, his head was dizzy, and his stomach was growling. What should I do?

Sanmao saw a man in front of him painting slogans on the pillars. What does the slogan say

? Sanmao couldn't recognize it completely and couldn't care less about reading it. His eyes were fixed on the bucket of paste

. The paste is made from flour and is quite sticky. Sanmao came closer and smelled it, and it seemed that there was still a scent of sesame.

What was the man who posted the slogan doing on the other side of the road with the paper and brush? San Mao looked at the bucket of paste and drooled. He was really hungry. When the man was gone, he immediately picked up the iron bucket with both hands, raised his neck and drank the paste in big gulps.

The glutinous rice paste tasted a little sour in his mouth. Sanmao drank half the bucket of glutinous rice paste in one breath

After staying there for a while, I felt nauseous, and my stomach was cramping and painful. It hurt so bad that I felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.

The person who put up the slogan came back. When he saw Sanmao clutching his stomach, he said "Ouch", and then looked at it again

The bucket on the ground was empty, and half the bucket of paste was gone. Got it all. He must have been poisoned by drinking the paste.

The poster who posted the slogan angrily grabbed three of Sanmao’s hair, pointed at the slogan and said:

“Don’t you see? You must be hygienic when eating, as flies will crawl over it. You can’t eat the leftover pickled rice

You can’t eat it, you’ll get an infectious disease if you eat it!” Sanmao was so hungry that he couldn’t care about this. 3

Mao stood there stunned, so sad that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

What can Sanmao do? He saw some poor children earning some money by helping push rickshaws, and Sanmao wanted to try it too. He came to a high slope and waited. A tricycle came over. In the car sat a gentleman with a slicked back hair and a lady with permed hair. The car slowed down when it reached the uphill slope. The driver was bent over, his legs struggling to push, and the wheels wouldn't turn at all. Sanmao hurried up to help push.

Sanmao held the back of the car seat with his hands, bent down, bowed his legs, lowered his head and pushed hard. Hey!

It really works, the wheels are turning. Sanmao and the driver worked hard together, and the car ran faster and faster, heading straight up the slope. Sanmao was sweating as he pushed and ran behind the car. The husband and wife in the car were happy. Sanmao thought that he should give him more money.

When the car is pushed up the slope, it is about to go downhill. The car can slide down very fast! Sanmao is still holding the car

Pompously, he won’t let go. The car got off so fast that Sanmao couldn't keep up with his feet, his legs were dangling in the air, and his body flew up. Sanmao was so frightened that he grabbed the car hood frame so hard that his head hit the back of the man riding the car.

The gentleman in the car didn't want to do it anymore. He shouted at Sanmao: "Let go! Let go!

Hand!" After hearing this, Sanmao panicked and let go. , with a "plop", he fell headfirst from the back of the car to the ground. He was so painful that his eyes were filled with stars.

The lady in the car took out a banknote and threw it to Sanmao, and the tricycle quickly went away

. Sanmao touched his head and found a big bump on his head. With tears in his eyes, he picked up the banknote on the ground. At first glance, it was a piece of worthless change. Sanmao's sad tears fell on the banknotes.

Sanmao was walking around on the streets of Shanghai when he suddenly saw an old man at the street corner.

Grandpa placed two baskets in front of him, with a child sitting in the baskets. , and another playing card was placed in front of the basket. Sanmao took a closer look and saw "Seventy thousand yuan" and "Fifty thousand yuan" written on the cards. Sanmao knew that he was selling his children. I really didn’t expect that there is such a thing like selling children in Shanghai.

Sanmao had an idea and thought, I can also sell myself! Sanmao picked out a cardboard box, wrote a few words on a piece of coal, tied the sign with a hemp rope, and hung it around his neck. , chest puffed out, also stood next to the basket. The old man was quite puzzled, so he went over to take a look and saw a sign on Sanmao's neck that read: "I'll sell it for 10,000 yuan."

Sanmao is really cheap. However, after standing there for most of the day, no one came to buy it. The old man sighed

, shook his head, and had no choice but to pick up two baskets and leave. Sanmao had no choice but to take off the brand on his neck and left helplessly.

Sanmao passed by a large shopping mall. There were all kinds of dolls in the glass display window.

All of them were wearing beautiful floral clothes. The sign on the big doll said "100,000 yuan each". Good guy, a doll sells for 100,000. Sanmao was holding the playing card "I'll sell it for 10,000 yuan" in his hand. He stared, opened his mouth, and said in his heart: It's ten times more expensive than my Sanmao.

Sanmao thought, would anyone buy such an expensive doll? Sanmao was thinking about it when a little boy walked out of the store. He had a small parted hair, wore small leather shoes, and was holding a 100,000-yuan doll in his hand. . Behind the boy is his mother. She was carrying a small leather bag, wearing high heels and lipstick. She was smiling and saying: "Baby, you are happy this time."