Wang Bing snorted and ate a few bites, swallowed a fish ball, two black and bright eyes rolled around, and then whispered to Wang Xiaoming: "Uncle, is that person hungry?"

Wang Xiaoming looked in the direction of his finger, and the man he had seen earlier was sitting on the edge of the road, his upper body lying on his lap, his eyes looking straight ahead, where two wild dogs were rummaging through the food scraps in the garbage heap.

Wang Xiaoming said solemnly: "Eat your food, don't care so much!"

When he said this, Yang Ming just turned his head and crashed straight into Wang Xiaoming's line of sight, Wang Xiaoming looked at him for a while, and finally lost the battle first and retracted his gaze. He thought to himself, what the hell is going on with this person, how can he come to find a job for himself, so many shops don't go, what kind of job he is looking for with his own hawker, it's really weird. Isn't it really an ulterior motive?

Wang Bing said after a while: "Uncle, that person is so pitiful, he has no food. ”

Wang Xiaoming said: "How do you know that people don't have food to eat?"

Wang Bing said seriously: "I saw him yesterday. ”

Wang Xiaoming frowned: "Where did you see it?

Wang Bing said: "I was playing at Ah Rong's house yesterday, and I saw his grandfather scolding that uncle for being called Huazi, and telling him to get out. ”

Wang Xiaoming turned his head to look at the man in surprise, sky blue shirt, dark gray suit pants, and a pair of leather shoes on his feet, looking dignified, where he looked like a beggar, looking at the clothes and dressing up like an urban white-collar worker, but after a closer look, his body was indeed a little dirty, as if he hadn't taken a bath and changed his clothes for a few days. What the hell is going on with this person, he was robbed? It looks a bit like it, and there is still a wound on his face, so he should go to the police, and no matter how bad it is, he should call his family and friends to pick him up.

Wang Bing looked up at Wang Xiaoming: "Uncle, let's give that brother food." ”

Wang Xiaoming looked at his nephew's innocent and kind eyes, and sighed in his heart, you know who sympathizes with others, who will sympathize with us. But I can't bear to disappoint my nephew, alas, let's do a good deed that day, thinking of this, get up and go to the kway teow. People in the southeast region call the food made of rice flour, flour or sweet potato flour "kueh", which is made of rice flour and other slices mixed into a pulp or steamed or baked.

Wang Xiaoming saw Wang Bing put down his chopsticks, slipped off the table, and then ran to Yang Ming's side with small steps, I don't know what to say, Yang Ming raised his head and looked at Wang Xiaoming, Wang Xiaoming glanced at him, did not speak, looked down and saw that the meatballs were almost there, so he put the kuay teow into the water, and when the water rolled, he fished it out, fished out the meatballs, put the wolfberry leaves, sprinkled with chopped green onions, poured soup and garlic, filled a big bowl, and brought it to the table.

Wang Bing was still talking to the man, and he didn't mean to come, so Wang Xiaoming had to walk over and say, "I'm not hiring, please have breakfast." ”

The man tilted his head sideways and looked at Wang Xiaoming: "I work, I don't need money, just give me food." "The pace of speech was slow, and the speech was still slurred.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the other party's eyes, he didn't mean to beg for pity, he was just asking for his own opinion, he was a little strange in his heart, this person's temperament didn't look like a beggar: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you go home?" Seeing that he is also a young man, he should be younger than himself, is it running away from home?

The man tried to frown, then lowered his head again: "I don't know, I forgot." ”

Wang Xiaoming was even more suspicious: "Then what is your name?"

The man raised his head and looked at Wang Xiaoming, his mouth moved, he didn't say anything, he just shook his head. Wang Xiaoming showed a weird expression on his face, no, is this person amnesia, or does he have a brain problem?

Wang Bing said on the side: "Uncle, eat." ”

Wang Xiaoming remembered this: "Eat first, let's talk about it later." ”

Yang Ming finally stood up and followed Wang Xiaoming to the table, Wang Xiaoming cooked him a big bowl of kuay teow, adding three fish balls and three beef balls to it, a big bowl full of aroma, causing hungry people to swallow saliva. Wang Xiaoming brought him a pair of chopsticks, he sat down, looked at Wang Xiaoming, said "thank you", then lowered his head, first drank a big mouthful of soup, and then sandwiched a beef ball into his mouth, swallowed it, and choked his neck. Wang Bing looked at his embarrassed appearance and laughed happily.

Wang Xiaoming, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, heard Wang Bing's laughter, turned his head, and saw that the man was choked with an embarrassed face, and tears came out. The man quickly took a sip of the soup, touched his chest, hiccuped, and finally swallowed the ball, but the choking just now was enough for him to feel uncomfortable. I don't know how many days I haven't eaten, I must be hungry.

Wang Xiaoming called his nephew: "Ah Bing, come over and help Uncle." ”

To be honest, he was really a little afraid that this person was a madman, and if he had a sudden attack, it would be difficult to hurt Wang Bing. Wang Bing heard his words and ran to Wang Xiaoming's side.

Wang Xiaoming didn't really let his nephew help with the work, he took the dishes and chopsticks over, the man had already eaten most of the bowl of kuay teow, although the speed was not slow, but the eating appearance was not ugly, and the upbringing should be good, of course, just look at his clothes, although the clothes were dirty, but they were not the kind of goods bought at the roadside stalls. Rather than believing that the man was a madman, he was more likely to have amnesia, and that madmen would not normally come to their island. Was it because he was robbed and beaten and lost his memory, or was it some other reason? As for his companion, he couldn't have come alone.

When Wang Xiaoming put away the dishes and chopsticks, the man had already finished eating, and even drank not a drop of soup left, which showed that he was hungry. He saw Wang Xiaoming holding the dishes and chopsticks, quickly stood up, and walked over with his own dishes and chopsticks. Wang Xiaoming put all the dishes and chopsticks in a large plastic basin, scooped hot water and began to wash the dishes, and the man rolled up his sleeves and squatted down to help wash the dishes.

Wang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows, did not say a word of refusal, to be honest, he also understood that the self-esteem of a man, the meaning of food and labor income are completely different. From this point of view, he did not think that this man would be a madman.

Wang Bing also squeezed over to join in the fun, and was slapped back by Wang Xiaoming's hand: "Don't come to play in the water!"

Wang Bing said: "I'll do Abel a favor." ”

Wang Xiaoming pushed him and said sternly: "Hurry up and play to the side, don't make trouble, you beat me in a bowl yesterday, you forgot?"

Wang Bing looked up at the sky: "I didn't grow up yesterday, but today I grew up and won't fight." ”

Wang Xiaoming shook his head amusedly: "If you grow up overnight, I won't have any difficulties." ”