Chapter 58: Scolding stupidity

It was a gold store, and there was a man with a broom at the door, with an angry face on his face, "You beggar, didn't you give money just now, why did you come here again?"

The beggar's rickety body shook, looking at the somewhat playful appearance and continued to play the board and sing, "One worships the king, two worships the minister, and three worships the lord A large number of people, if the amount of people is wide, Liu Bei Renyi sat in Xichuan, Xichuan sat down Han Liu Bei, and the minister who protected him was three thousand years old.

The three-thousand-year-old man was tall and big, staring at the eyes and beard, Xiahou Jie fell off the horse,

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After singing, the beggar really bowed three times and said with a smile: "You are always a more heroic figure at the age of three thousand, pity me, a little beggar, hero." ”

After the beggar finished speaking, there was a cheer from the crowd, and the man in front of the gold shop turned green, waved his broom and shouted, "No, get out." ”

When the beggar heard this, the allegro played even louder, "Gold seller, you are really bad, why do you scold your father when you open your mouth?"

"Are you going to fuck off, you eggless dog? The man in the gold shop said angrily.

"You scold me, I'm reasonable, how can your father have you without eggs?" laughed the beggar.

The beggar directly scolded the man in the gold shop for his father, and the man in the gold shop shook his head for a moment, and then was so angry that he was about to pick up a broom and beat someone.

The beggar didn't hide, and continued to scold, "Don't give it, it's nothing, don't scold you if you don't give it, do this line of work from generation to generation, and you have to pay again if you scold, hum." ”

The louder the crowd watched, the happier the beggar scolded, and the people in the gold shop pulled the man to prevent him from beating people, and the injury was more troublesome.

"Interesting. Mo Ke's face was full of excitement, "It is estimated that the shopkeeper has offended someone." ”

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you know." ”

"You think, the beggar is asking for money, and this guy is obviously here to scold the street. Mo Kejiao smiled: "Wait a minute, it is estimated that there will be a big excitement." ”

After Mo Ke finished speaking, the beggar walked through the crowd, took out a broken bowl from his arms, and the surrounding onlookers began to throw money inside.

After asking for a circle, the beggar turned back to the gate of the gold shop and said with a hippie smile, "Master, appreciate it?"

The manly face of the gold shop turned red, and he took out a dime from his pocket and threw it in, sneering, "Give it too, don't you want to get out?"

"One dime?" The beggar looked at the bowl and continued to play allegro, "This old man, people don't give it to you, you are more beautiful than people's parents??? people pay it, you don't pay it!

"That's right, it's so stingy to open such a big gold store and give a dime. A voice came from the crowd.

"Hehe, I've long heard that the owner of this gold shop has an iron rooster, and there are still two fewer customers. Then someone chimed in.

There were about 100 or so onlookers, and they all started to talk about it, which really caused a lot of commotion.

Wang Yao frowned and shook it, he could also see that someone deliberately wanted to discredit the shopkeeper.

It seemed that the goal had been achieved, and the beggar said two more sets of sour words, played the board, and staggered out of the crowd.

Seeing the beggar coming, the crowd gave way, not daring to get too close to this splash.

Zheng Jingjing turned her head away with a cold face, but Mo Ke was not afraid of causing trouble, and took out a dime and threw it at the beggar.

The beggar raised his hand to grab the coin, and when he saw Mo Ke, Wang Yao obviously felt that this beggar with a dirty face had a pair of extremely bright eyes.

The beggar grinned and looked at Mo Kexiao, and the allegro changed a node, "Little lady, her face is so beautiful, her mind is kind and cute, a dime, it's not much, if you don't buy a house, you don't buy a car, poor little beggar, I have a tendon, I have to ask for another dime." ”

Mo Ke smiled, took out another dime and threw it at the beggar.

Wang Yao wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, it was over, Zheng Jingjing patted Mo Ke behind her back and signaled her not to make trouble.

Mo Ke was not afraid of things, and said with a smile: "Uncle, uncle, don't make trouble, you are not young at this age." ”

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, is this catchy?

The beggar was obviously stunned for a moment, put away a dime and played the board again, "The girl sees that I am old, I don't know that I am only seventeen this year, I have no father and no mother since I was a child, floating on the streets of the capital, the wind and rain come and go, just like looking for a big girl, a big girl, long legs, I see that the girl's legs are really long, white and long like a radish, cold water can quench your thirst, cold water can be used as hot water, no one can persuade you, the girl is also an understanding person, let's see you in a dream tonight." ”

Mo Ke's smile froze.

There was a commotion from the crowd, beggars flirting with beautiful girls, this is still quite rare, ordinary girls see beggars running too late, this girl even stepped forward to provoke, I don't know what kind of heart Ande.

Zheng Jingjing's eyebrows frowned, and she was about to leave by Mo Ke's arm.

"Today is really my fate, the two girls are beautiful, they came together in a dream at night, let's have a good chat. When the beggar saw that Mo Ke and Zheng Jingjing were leaving, he laughed and sang again, "Talk about life, talk about philosophy, and talk about philosophy and regenerate." ”

The crowd became more and more lively.

Mo Ke clenched his fists and turned around to jump off the platform.

But Wang Yao reached out and grabbed her, "What about the rattle you just bought." ”

Mo Ke was stunned, blinked and took out the rattle she had just bought on the side of the road from her bag, which she was going to use when she was going to watch the play tomorrow.

Wang Yao took the rattle, jumped off the high platform and walked in front of the beggar, smiling harmlessly.

The beggar narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wang Yao's wrist shook, and the two linear hammers of the rattle in his hand hit the same side, making a door sound, and then it became a rhythm, which was exactly the same as the rhythm of the beggar beating the bamboo board, and the drum seemed to be more rhythmic.

"Beggar you are really a mouthful, slurred and brainless, don't be noisy, don't make trouble, you know the rules of asking for food, you can't save it sooner or later, you can't listen to it if you talk too much, the gong is more willing to fork the sound, the red taro eats a lot of fart, wears pants and is rotten, you leak chicken in front, leak eggs in the back, your nose is sloppy and ugly, you want to eat and the stick is light and slippery, you fight with the dog when you go out, poke the dog's teeth every day all day long, wear this broken coat on the upper body, bring a hat to enjoy the flowers, wear a pair of broken shoes without soles, a mouth as a cotton sock, don't stare at it, don't be angry, you scold yourself all day long, today I will scold you, how to dropDo you still want to beep again?" Wang Yao smiled harmlessly, the rattle in his hand was prioritized, and he said some vulgar curse words in his mouth, which made the people around him stupid.

It's the 21st century, and now beggars don't dare to scold the street so ruthlessly, this teenager is going to do something.

The beggars were also called stupid.

Wang Yao looks like a student, and he is still the kind of good student, how can he have a mouth, dirtier than him, and what is even more terrifying is that Wang Yao's rhythm with the rattle is not chaotic at all, you know, there are two line hammers, it is easy to mess up, it can be seen that Wang Yao's kung fu is definitely real kung fu.

Even if it is a beggar, it is also inherited by the lecturer, and the beggar gangs all over the country are different, according to the local folk rhythm or something, Wang Yao's rhythm is the rhythm of the local beggar gang in Jingbei.

The beggar was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Yao, and put away the bamboo board, "Little brother, where did you come from?"

"Half of the road is facing the sky. Wang Yao shook the rattle in his hand casually and said with a smile.

The beggar frowned, turned his head to look at the crowd behind him, showed a weird smile at Wang Yao, and staggered past Wang Yao, humming a little song in his mouth.

Wang Yao shook the rattle, glanced at the crowd of coaxing, and returned to the high platform.

"You. Mo Ke stared at Wang Yao with wide eyes, "Want to eat?"

"Nope. Wang Yao returned the rattle to her and looked at the crowd that was gradually dispersed, "Let's go too." ”

The three of them walked to the side of the gold shop, and Wang Yao was suddenly stopped by the man from the gold shop who came out of it.