(This chapter is an extra chapter, inserting a small theater, in order to make the characters more plump.) Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo）

Hello everyone, I am the author of this book, with the pen name "Sitting",

Before becoming an author, I was first and foremost a reader,

When I used to read books, I often saw that many authors would occasionally insert some small theaters, which was very interesting and would make the character portrayal more concrete.

This is the first time I've tried to write something like this.,I'm working hard to learn.,Let's see how I write.,

If the writing is not good, everyone is welcome to criticize and correct, and if you have any comments, you can directly leave me a message in the book friend group.

Extra, small theater characters -- Lu Zi'an!

A year ago,

Wearing a yellow sweatshirt and a pair of old homespun trousers, Lu Zi'an, who was sweating profusely,

Riding a pedal tricycle, under the scorching sun,

I came to the entrance of Eno Central Hospital.

The yellow undershirt on his body has been worn since he was in junior high school, and he doesn't know how many years he has been wearing.

That pair of cloth trousers, which belongs to the 90s, is very old-fashioned, this is not his, it is his old father's who has passed away, it is out of place,

But, even so,

At this moment, Lu Zi'an still has no spare money to buy a new dress.

The pedestrians on the road, when they saw Lu Zi'an, all avoided him, and there was disgust and disdain in their eyes.

In this real society of "laughing at the poor and not smiling at prostitutes",

People subconsciously look down on a down-and-out young man like Lu Zi'an,

Even though he had worked very hard, the fact in front of him was that he was much more depressed than most young people.

The death of my father, the sickness of my mother, and the high cost of medical care,

The heavy burden of the entire family all fell on Lu Zi'an's shoulders alone.

He was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe,

But even so, he is still extremely strong and alive, working hard, fighting,

Even if no one looks down on him, he still has to persevere,

Because, he also has a sick old mother who needs him to earn money to pay for medical expenses in order to continue his life.

Lu Zi'an has become accustomed to the contempt of passers-by,

He stopped the tricycle, stretched out the shelves, and began to fry steamed buns, fried ham sausages, and cabbage pancakes.

The reason why I chose the entrance of the hospital was to make it easier to take care of my mother, who was hospitalized in the hospital.

Not long after,

It's lunch time,

There was an endless stream of guests, and Lu Zi'an began to get busy.

It was busy for nearly two hours,

The meal has passed,

Lu Zi'an finally stopped.

He wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, his palms were full of sweat, and he didn't need to dip it in water, so he began to count the money.

The amount of money is a lot, because it's all change,

Lu Zi'an counted three times in a row,

Grinned and laughed.

At noon today, a total of 533.5 yuan was sold, and Lu Zi'an made about 200 yuan after throwing out all the costs.

As long as you can earn some more in the afternoon,

Then, today's mother's medical expenses for one day are enough!

Thinking that he could earn enough for his mother's medical expenses today, and even save a little bit, Lu Zi'an smiled happily.

He folded the pile of change neatly and carefully put it in his pocket.

Then, he grabbed a fried steamed bun,

This fried steamed bun was fried for too long and slightly burnt, and the guests didn't like it.

But Lu Zi'an didn't dislike it at all, and ate very deliciously.

He ate some leftovers from the board, a little too oiled, and ate very sweetly.

In front of him, on the tricycle, there was the ham sausage he bought from the house,

However, Lu Zian is reluctant to eat, he can't afford to eat, he needs to do everything he can to save money,

In Lu Zi'an's opinion, it is enough to eat to fill your stomach, and you can eat the same thing, and you don't have to waste a ham sausage.

Yes, in Lu Zi'an's opinion, it was a complete waste for him to eat ham sausages.

After eating two steamed buns in a row, Lu Zi'an was still a little hungry, but he didn't eat the third steamed bun.

Instead, he took out the plastic water cup and filled his stomach with water.

Drink too much water and be full!

Lu Zi'an patted his belly with satisfaction!

At this moment, the security guard of the hospital came over and shouted impatiently:

"Lu Zi'an! Hurry up and get out! Meals let you make money here, it's our brothers who look at you pitiful! The hospital's noon break is about to end, and the leader will be here soon, you hurry up! The hospital leader is not happy to see it!"

Lu Zi'an didn't dare to refute, and hurriedly laughed: "Yes, yes, thank you, big brothers, I'll go, I'll go!"

With that, Lu Zi'an pedaled the tricycle and walked away in a hurry.

The security guards laughed,

"This poor boy is really miserable!"

"My brothers can pity him, there is green smoke on his ancestral grave!"

"Do you think he looks like a down-and-out reservoir dog?"

"Hahaha......"

These frivolous words all fell into Lu Zi'an's ears without dropping!

Lu Zi'an lowered his head, pretended not to hear anything, and pedaled the tricycle,

But his hands clenched the handlebars of the tricycle tightly, clenching very tightly!

He was poor,

But he also has dignity!

He's a man, he's not a dog!

If it weren't for the family's predicament, if it wasn't for the mother's illness,

How could Lu Zi'an be so down!?

He can also be a security guard, eat and die!

You can even go for a decent job sitting in an office!

However, whether it is a security guard or sitting in an office, the salary is too low to support the mother's medical expenses.

Lu Zi'an doesn't have much capital to do business, so he can only pedal a tricycle to sell vegetable pancakes and fried steamed buns!

When passing by an ice cream parlor,

A teenage boy suddenly pointed at Lu Zi'an and shouted:

"Brother!"

Lu Zi'an turned his head, looked at the boy, stopped the car, grinned, and was about to speak,

But at this time,

A middle-aged woman suddenly walked over, slapped the boy on the head, and scolded:

"Stinky boy, eat your ice cream in peace!Where did you get your brother!?"

The boy was extremely angry and retorted: "But he is obviously Brother An, the son of the uncle's family!"

"What kind of brother!? His orphans and widows are about to die of poverty! What if you recognize him as a brother today, and tomorrow he will come to us to borrow money!?"

The boy was slightly stunned, and said suspiciously:

"Aren't we relatives?"

The middle-aged woman rubbed the boy's hair, smiled and said, "What's wrong with your relatives? You are still young, and there are some things that you still don't understand! When you grow up, you will understand!"

Lu Zi'an's face was flushed!

He was furious, but he couldn't say anything!

He could only continue to ride the tricycle and leave slowly!

Yes, and what about relatives?

Perhaps, a simple child, can still recognize him, the elder brother of the uncle's family,

But what about the child's parents?

That is, the so-called elders of Lu Zi'an,

Who will recognize him as a relative? )