Chapter 439: Doesn't It Hurt?

“...... Wow, hmm......"

When the young beggar heard this, he hurriedly pinched the chopsticks and the bag of buns in one hand, and was a little flustered on the dirty coat and the ragged pants, and groped for pockets one by one.

“...... Uh-huh......"

Then he groped out a few wrinkled five-cent pieces of change from his coat pocket, and the young beggar took a handful of wrinkled change from his pocket, and handed it to Lian Ge, his eyes pleading, and his mouth made some sounds.

Glancing at the young beggar, Lian Ge turned his gaze, and then looked at the old beggar lying in the most lively place not far away, not far from the entrance of the park.

"It doesn't take so much. Take ten dollars out. ”

With a calm tone, Lian Ge looked at the old beggar lying on the wooden board not far away, and said,

“...... Wow, wow, wow, wow......"

When the young beggar heard this, he hurriedly took out some of the crumpled money, looked at the rest of the money in his other hand, and the young beggar didn't take it back, and still handed it to Lian Ge,

Turning his gaze and looking at the beggar with his hands outstretched, Lian Ge didn't say much,

The young beggar stretched out his hand, raised his head, and looked at Lian Ge, the wrinkled handful of money in his hand trembled slightly with the gust of breeze,

"The bun before was enough. ”

Glancing at the young beggar again, Lian Ge turned his gaze and looked at the lively place not far away.

The young beggar hesitated and put the rest of the money back in his pocket.

"See the beggar?"

“...... Wow, wow, wow, wow......"

The young beggar turned his head, followed Lian Ge's line of sight, nodded, and hurriedly responded.

"From now on, every once in a while, you throw a dollar into the basin in front of the old beggar until he reaches out and takes your feet. If he doesn't reach out after the ten dollars have been thrown, you pick up the pot in front of him and run forward. ”

In a calm tone, Lian Ge said.

“...... Wow, wow, wow, wow......"

Hurriedly nodding, the young beggar clutched the ten dollars, and looked at the old beggar lying on the wooden plank,

"Go ahead. Every dollar thrown away, walk back again. ”

With a calm tone, Lian Ge turned his gaze, looked at the bustle on the road in front of the park, and said again.

When the young beggar heard this, he nodded, and clenched the pair of chopsticks, the bag of buns, and the ten yuan more and more.

It seemed that he was a little afraid of the lively, crowded place, and cowered, but he still walked towards that place.

......

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the place.

The young beggar walked in front of the old beggar, and in front of the old beggar lying on his stomach, from time to time someone stopped and threw down some change.

“...... Come, my precious son, go give it. ”

A woman who came out of the park with a child took out a few dollars of change from her bag, handed it to her child, and said with a smile.

“...... Hmmm!"

The child looked curiously, looked at the old beggar lying on the plank, took the money from his mother, nodded emphatically, and then took the money and ran up to the old beggar. The child's mother smiled, stood in place, looked at her child,

“...... Grandpa, this is for you, you can take it and buy something to eat. ”

The child squatted down in front of the old beggar and threw the few dollars he was holding into the basin in front of the old beggar.

Turning his head again, the child looked at the old beggar's twisted legs dragged outside the plank,

“...... Grandpa, don't you hurt?"

Curious, the child asked.

The old beggar, who seemed to hear the voice of a child, was lying on his stomach, weak and moaning in pain, slowly raised his head,

Covered in mud, untidy hair was scattered, hanging down on the wrinkled forehead, and on the face,

The cloudy eyes, blank, like dead ashes, peered through the gaps in the hair, looking at the child.

The child, as if frightened, stood up and ran back to his mother in a panic.

“...... Mom, that old man is so scary. ”

“...... Nonsense, that old man is so pitiful, how can he be scary. ”

“...... But, but ...... It's just scary. ”

The child took his mother's arm and dragged her forward, turning his head from time to time to glance at the old beggar.

......

As if watching the child go away, the old beggar lay down again, lying on the plank.

From time to time, some money was thrown into the basin in front of the old beggar, and the old beggar did not raise his head again, but only dragged his legs and moaned weakly.

And at this moment, the young beggar also walked up to the old beggar and stopped,

looked at the old beggar, then turned back to look at Lian Ge, and the young beggar took out one from the ten dollars he was holding tightly,

Bending down, the young beggar threw the dollar into the basin in front of the old beggar.

The money fell into the basin and mixed with other money.

......

As if seeing the worn, dirty shoes and ragged trouser legs on the young beggar's feet, the old beggar slowly raised his head.

After the young beggar threw down the money, he didn't leave directly, looked at the old beggar, hesitated, and stood in front of the old beggar.

The old beggar's somewhat cloudy gaze looked through the gap between the scattered hair, looking at the young beggar,

The bottom of his eyes is still wooden, like dead ashes,

Just straight up like that, looking at the beggar.

Immediately after, he slowly turned his cloudy gaze, looked at the shabby clothes and pants on the young beggar's body, and finally stopped at the pair of chopsticks and the bag of buns that the young beggar was pinching and clutching in his hands.

The young beggar looked at the old beggar, hesitated, stood down again, and could only walk away again, walking back towards Lian Ge.

The old beggar lay on his stomach, slowly turned his head, looked in the direction where the young beggar left, and looked straight ahead,

Immediately after, he slowly lay down again, as before, lying on his stomach, weak, moaning.

......

“...... Wow wow ......"

The young beggar walked back to Lian Ge, gesturing in his hand, and making some sounds in his mouth,

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the young beggar again,

"Tell me what you saw. ”

In a calm tone, Lian Ge spoke, then turned his gaze and looked at the lively streets around him.

“...... Woo whoa, woo wow ......"

Gesturing, the young beggar made some whining sounds,

“...... It stinks, what does it smell like, it's like raw pork, and it smells like raw maggots. ”

“...... Hey, can you say that it's disgusting......"

Two young women covered their noses and walked in front of the park gate,

“...... Don't move yet, son, you have a bug in your leg, and Dad caught it for you. ”

A father and son walked out of the park gate, the father grabbed his child, stopped, stretched out his hand, caught the worm lying on his son's lap and pants, and threw it aside.

“...... I'm tired of walking, why is there so much sweat on my forehead, come here and I'll wipe it for you. ”

A young couple walked along the side of the road outside the park, and the woman smiled, paddled her feet, and wiped the sweat from the man's forehead.

......

Listening to the words ringing in his ears as the breeze peeled away from the noisy words, he turned his gaze, and Lian Ge looked at the old beggar lying not far from the park gate,

The old beggar dragged on the plank, twisted legs, wrapped around a circle of cloth, soaked in some black, dried blood, and some mosquitoes coiled around it, and from time to time they fell on the twisted legs, on the wrapped cloth.

Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the young beggar beside him again,

"Let's go over and throw another dollar. ”

With a calm tone, Lian Ge spoke up again.