The pestle and Zhang Sanmad were in a stalemate, and someone in the crowd recognized Ma Pestle: "Hey, isn't this the little lame street sweeper of the grandson of the old Liang Po? Where did the person who asked for food actually bully a disabled person!"

"Yes, I think about it, it's the pony who taught the bad guys!" Someone also recognized it, and accused Zhang San of being crazy: "Hey, you crazy person, you can't bully the disabled!"

Some people also cheered up the pestle: "Little horse, use your ability to bite the second son of the king that day, and call this old donkey ......"

Someone even greeted: "Big guy, it's our own people who help Lao Liang Po sweep the streets, cheer for him!"

"Yes, come on, ponies, always call donkeys and vinegar! ponies, always call donkeys and vinegar......"

For a while, everyone became a cheerleader for Ma Qizi's family and friend group. The first time I fought, someone cheered me on, and I couldn't help but be energetic and high-spirited.

Zhang Sanmad had been hungry for several days, hungry and cold and sleepy all night, and when he saw everyone shouting for the pestle in unison, he panicked in his heart and immediately fell to the ground, and fell to the ground by the lame pestle.

"Good, good, good fall!" cheered in unison.

Seeing Zhang Sanmad fall to the ground, the pestle didn't give him a chance to breathe, and rode on Zhang Sanmad's body, panting and raising his fist and asking, "What's the matter...... Convincing or not?"

"Hmph!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanmad sneered and did not give in, but turned his head and looked at death as if he were home.

"Oh, you're still not convinced! you ......" The pestle raised his fist and shook it a few times, and his muddy mind began to calm down—

Oh, yes...... What should I let him take? A poor guy with a shaved head, meeting in this foreign land that is thousands of miles away should be life and death, but he is ......

In this battle, on the surface, the pestle won, but he felt that he had lost nothing......

Zhang Sanmad pushed him away, got up and walked away silently. The snow wolf followed him three steps and turned around, reluctant to give up......

The pestle stood on the street in a daze, looking at Zhang San's crazy and thin back, and his heart was infinitely desolate......

Zhang Sanmad went all the way away, and his heart was also infinitely sad, he originally wanted to sing another song like crazy, but he couldn't sing it, and sighed all the way:

"That's it, that's it......

Pretending to be crazy and stupid has no intention,

There is a period of depression in the heart.

Now stepping forward from the beginning,

Dare to stand at the head of the tide and make the tide ......"

After parting ways with the pestle, he did not wander on Anliang Street again, but made up his mind to go to the Provincial Public Security Department again......

It's a long story, the stars move the sun and the moon sets, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

There were a few light snowfalls, and it was getting colder.

Fortunately, the pestle took a lot of effort to repair the shack, wrapped it in a circle of old cotton felt, and Bailu also sent a small honeycomb coal stove. Life can finally get by.

Grandma Liang's condition has improved, and in the past few days, with the help of Bai Lu, she has made two large quilts, and is also going to make a padded jacket for the pestle.

Grandma Liang cut all the pieces of the jacket, spread the cotton with Bai Lu, and finally finished it by Bai Lu's seam.

When the pestle came back from sweeping the street, it was warm in the shack, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's good to feel at home!"

Bai Lu glanced at him, and continued to bury her head in needles and stitches: "Dinner is ready, I was busy making a jacket and didn't serve it to you." ”

"Hehe, we're not rich young masters, it's good to have a stutter!"

While tidying up the new quilt, Grandma Liang asked uneasily: "When I came back, I didn't see any sneaky people, did I?" I don't feel at ease, I'm afraid that the people who caught Bailu last time will come back......

"No, since those guys know that they have caught the wrong person, they won't come again!"

"Yes, grandma, don't worry! Brother Du Fei is the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, he personally investigated, and said that the gang was from the coal mountain security team, and the evader who caught stealing the mine recognized the wrong person, and he has already criticized and dealt with it!"

Bai Lu also comforted Grandma Liang, quietly glanced at the pestle, and said tauntingly: "It turns out that the person surnamed Gan is a deserter!"

"Hmm......" The pestle stood in embarrassment, his mouth closed.

"Okay, it's done!" At this time, Bai Lu cut the thread on the cotton stick, smoothed it back and forth and handed it to the pestle, "Put it on and try it, it won't be cold when sweeping the street in the future." ”

The cotton jacket was thick, and the pestle was taken and put on the body, and it was hot, and he couldn't help but look at Bai Lu and grinned: "Hehe, warm......!

Grandma Liang glanced at him and said, "It's good to know that it's warm, it's not thanks to the girl!"

"Well," said the pestle, "I ...... Just know how to be grate......ful! It's just that this mouth is not as good as it used to be able to say coaxing words......"

Bai Lu's face turned red when she heard this, and she rolled her eyes in disgust: "Who wants you to coax, it's time to think about how to do something serious when you are so big!"

"I'm not sweeping the streets, isn't this the right thing......" Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, he felt that he had done well enough.

"Street sweeping is of course the right thing!"

Bai Lu affirmed, and then faced him face to face with a straight look, and the pestle also hurriedly looked face to face with her, making a serious look, in fact, I wanted to take the opportunity to appreciate Bai Lu's handsome little nose and mouth.

Bai Lu was a little embarrassed when he saw the solemn appearance of the pestle, and said softly:

"I mean, of course, street sweeping is very good, and cleaning the environment is a very meaningful job for everyone to have a healthy and beautiful home. But a person always has to constantly improve their own, for example, how to sweep the street better, I heard that there is a sanitation model who innovated a six-step street sweeping method, one prevention, two sprinkling, three cleaning, four clean, five killing, six and!"

"Uh......" the pestle touched his head and blinked, "There is so much knowledge in sweeping the streets?"

"This is not called learning, it is responsibility!"

Bai Lu's eyes flickered wide, and she continued: "For example, if you have cotton to wear now, you should also think about those who are still starving and cold, right? Now that tens of millions of people are starving to death every year in the world, and one child starves to death every five seconds, shouldn't we do as much as we can?"

"This ......" The pestle sniffed Bai Lu and exhaled like an orchid, and his mind was blank and speechless.

At this time, Grandma Liang glanced at him and sighed: "Yes...... In this world, where there is cold, there is warmth, and when there is warmth, there is naturally cold! At this moment, I don't know how many people are freezing on the streets......

The pestle, which was warm all over, couldn't help but feel cold, and suddenly thought of Zhang San's madness in his heart, and blurted out: "Ah, don't freeze to death old skunk!"

"Cut, after talking for a long time, I am concerned about a weasel!"

Seeing that he heard this, Bai Lu glared angrily, got up and said to Grandma Liang, "Grandma, I have to go, I have to go to night school at night!"

Grandma Liang patted her hand distressedly and said, "Bai Lu, my health has improved a lot during this time, and besides, you have to step up your review when it's cold, don't run every day in the future!"

Bai Lu pulled his face and said angrily:

"What's the matter, the doctor said last time I went to check on the doctor that I have to continue to recuperate in peace, in case you sneak out to work again, I don't worry!"

"Hey, hey, don't worry, my wife knows the severity, and I promise not to let your hard work go to waste! If anything happens, I'll let the pestle call you!"

Grandma Liang was really afraid of delaying Bai Lu's review, and she was really worried that she would make bad moves to deceive people after a long time, so she wanted to take Bai Lu away.

Bai Lu was also anxious about the review, so she had to agree. In the end, the good student gave some advice, and then rode the little white pigeon and left.

Bai Lu left, and the pestle looked lost.

Grandma Liang glared at him and sighed: "Child, don't always stare at other people's minds! It's not that I look down on you, the door is not right, the toad can eat swan meat?"

Hearing this, the pestle was stunned and smiled awkwardly: "No...... I don't mean that! I'm thinking about what she said, hehe, I know a lot about it!"

He suddenly remembered that Zhang San was crazy, and just found an excuse and said: "Grandma, you stay at home well, I will go out to find someone, and I will come back in a while!"

After speaking, he hurriedly went out......