Charlotte was dressed like a little princess, and happily followed Zhong Hou on the bell tower street. Zhonglou Street is a street for eating, drinking and playing in the southern city, which is very famous in the whole country of China, and is known as the first cultural scenic spot in the southern capital. Walking on the road, people come and go, Charlotte attracts the attention of some people, such a pink little girl is rare.

"Brother Zhong Hou, I want to eat sugar gourds, donkey meat roasts, meat buns, pancakes and fruits, and champion beans. Charlotte reported a lot of food in one breath, and her eyes were shining, obviously fascinated by these foods for a long time.

Zhong Hou glanced at her little belly, and thought to himself, with your small body, the two sugar gourds will be full, and you can eat this and that. However, in order not to discourage the little girl's enthusiasm for playing, Zhong Hou still smiled and said: "You can eat, eat boldly and boldly, and I will pay." ”

Charlotte nodded her head non-stop, a pair of eyes looked curiously to both sides, the bustling crowd, the occasional clamor that came to mind, all made Charlotte feel curious, this is the real life. Even the slightly pantothenic air didn't affect Charlotte's mood, and she took two breaths of the air a little greedily, a little intoxicated.

Everyone has their own happiness and unhappiness. Born in a poor family, embarrassed to make a living, but can enjoy many pleasures that the upper class does not enjoy, and born into a rich family, you can spend a lot of money, but you can rarely experience an ordinary life. The words of the rich people who say 'I'd rather be a normal person' seem to be pretentious, but Charlotte has the same thought, but it is pitiful. A person who has always been under the protection of her parents, a person who is sick and rarely goes out, suddenly came to such a noisy world, she is a kind of truth everywhere, and the real is the most moving. Looking at all this in front of her, Charlotte wanted to cry a little. She hugged Zhong Hou's arm tightly, immersing herself in such an unscrupulous mood in this turbulent flow of people.

Zhong Hou doted and patted the little girl's head, and said with a smile: "Let's go, take you to eat duck blood vermicelli, after eating, we have the spirit, let's go shopping, play everything you haven't played before, taste everything you haven't eaten, I can't eat it, pack it!"

Zhong Hou had a very arrogant spirit of scolding Fang Xuan, and he could see that the eyes of the girl with bright eyes were even brighter.

The two of them were slowly walking towards one of the most famous duck blood fan houses here, when suddenly, Charlotte stopped and looked at the side of the road with some sadness. Following Xia Luo's line of sight, Zhong Hou saw a person lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, and wrote the reason why he fell here with a huge piece of paper in front of him, hoping that a good Samaritan would save Yunyun.

Charlotte didn't speak, but just pulled the corner of Zhong Hou's clothes with her hand. Zhong Hou immediately understood, this is to make himself pay for it. To tell the truth, Zhong Hou was very sympathetic to such a person at first, but not long after giving the money, he saw a person begging and finishing work, and Zhong Hou was a little curious and wanted to see his living environment. Who knew that this person turned around and turned a long way, but got into a car, and Zhong Hou's sympathy immediately dropped to the freezing point. When he encounters such a situation again, he will choose to turn a blind eye, he is not a saint, and he has his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

It was said that Zhong Hou should have pulled his legs and left at this time, but when he saw Xia Luo's pure crystal eyes beside him, he hesitated. This is a girl who is ignorant of the world and has a heart as noble as a snowy mountain. She has little contact with people outside, she believes in goodness, and she thinks that everyone in this world is as simple as herself. If Zhong Hou pointed out that this might be a scam at this time, and there was no need to pay attention to it at all, then what kind of impact would this have on this girl? Maybe it can make her more mature, but it is more likely to disappoint this girl, Zhong Hou can't take this risk!

Slowly took out her purse and gave it to Charlotte for ten dollars, but the little girl shook her head, obviously thinking that ten dollars was not enough. Zhong Hou added fifty yuan, but Xia Luo still shook his head. Well, that's a hundred, Zhong Hou compromised. Charlotte happily took a hundred dollars, lowered her body, gently put the money beside the man, and said a few words of comfort. Zhong Hou watched as the person who was dressed up very badly quickly took a hundred yuan, while wholesale cheap thanks and compliments in his mouth. Zhong Hou pressed the urge to tell in his heart, and in order to keep a little girl innocent in his heart, he endured it.

Maybe one day, someone will reveal some ugliness to her kind girl, but that person will never be himself, Zhong Hou thought to himself.

Stepping into the most prosperous area of Zhonglou Street, there were more similar beggars on both sides, one worse than the other, some with broken hands, some with broken feet, and some simply with completely broken limbs, showing their pain to the world in a cruel manner. Zhong Hou was even more painful, the hundred-dollar bill in his hand was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xia Luo was like a fortune boy, like Zhong Hou's banknotes were distributed on both sides. Zhong Hou shook his head helplessly, this stupid girl, can't so many people make you a little more vigilant?

Can't go on like this, if it goes on like this, Zhong Hou and Xia Luo don't even have money for food, and when Zhong Hou was about to think of some way, suddenly a change of heart suddenly changed. Suddenly, a lot of people rushed to both sides, all of them were disabled, all of them were crazy, and their target was Zhong Hou, no, it should be said that it was Xia Luo.

The swaying of the broken hand, the stumbling of the broken leg, and some people are still showing off their acting skills at this time, crawling over in a prostrate posture. The crowd of people coming and going suddenly gave way to a way, and Zhong Hou and Xia Luo stood in the middle to look very eye-catching.

"Damn, what's going on?" asked a member of the crowd who didn't know the truth.

"The rich man has been sending money, and I watched her send out dozens of bills, all of which are 100 yuan bills. Envy, jealousy and hatred, I want to paint something on myself and pretend to be a beggar there, save worry and effort, and make easy profits. "A certain onlooker man is very regretful.

"This little girl should rarely come out, so she was deceived by those people. Speaking of which, these people are really hateful, they deceive people here every day, and every time I come to Zhonglou Street, I see them, and no one cares about them. One person said very dissatisfied, and the people begging on the side of the road also affected their mood very much.

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Seeing the hundred and ten beggars on both sides quickly gathering towards her, Xia Luo was also a little dumbfounded, her face was innocent and full of puzzlement: "What are they doing here?"

Zhong Hou smiled bitterly, it's not your aunt and grandmother who caused trouble, you send money everywhere, it is estimated that this reputation has spread all over Zhonglou Street, and people don't call friends to come over and ask for a red envelope.