On the corner of the street.

"Cao Nima is a chicken, dare to beg on Lao Tzu's territory, have you asked us? A group of old beggars with leprosy on their heads overthrew the little beggar in front of them to the ground.

The little beggar did not resist, but ate the leftovers in his hand while enduring the beating, his eyes glazed and indifferent.

In the end, these old beggars were tired of beating, so they said viciously to the little beggar: "Don't appear in front of us next time, let alone grab food from us, hum..."

These old beggars walked haughtily and did not take two steps, when suddenly a breeze blew...

Bang Bang –

The old beggars fell and ate.

"Strange..."

The old beggars stood up, and another breeze blew, and as it stroked the surfaces of their feet, it suddenly became stronger and weaker.

Bang Bang –

The old beggars fell again and ate.

“MD...”

The old beggars threw another dog and ate.

"Why is this place so wicked... MMP. The old beggars stopped standing up, and went straight to the ground on all fours with frightened faces, and left like four funny men.

The little beggar watched the old beggars leave, his dirty hands wiping the blood on his face.

It's just that at the end, a smile appeared on the wooden face.

...

As a fish-man, Liu Yanli still has some innate instincts, and immediately felt that there was some inexplicable sense of disobedience around Li Yun, and she knew that Li Yun would have such a sense of disobedience every time she cast a spell...

Look at the scene of a few beggars not far away from time to time throwing a dog and eating.

"You did it, you definitely did it, I'm sure you did it. Liu Yanli's mouth had not swallowed the bun yet, and said in a tone with a big mouth in his mouth.

Li Yun shrugged and said.

"It's just a little trick I learned recently, an experimental experiment, and it doesn't mean anything else, and it's definitely not that I play tricks on those disrespectful old beggars when they are upset. ”

"You've just said what you're thinking..."

Liu Yanli was speechless for a while as she watched the little beggar come over slowly, approaching the clean bun shop, but still watching, at the same time, after the little beggar appeared, some little beggars came over, there were three or four of them, and some children even held the little milk baby, and the oldest was only about ten years old.

These children are a little timid in front of the bun shop.

Boss Song, who had been busy inside, didn't drive them away when he saw these children coming, and packed the remaining buns with ease, but he didn't give them to them, but said.

"Well, did you bring what I wanted..."

"Give..."

"It's a piece of paper!"

"It's a small iron can!"

"It's a glass bottle..."

The little beggars scrambled to hand over the garbage they had picked up and consciously placed it in the corner of the bun shop.

Looking at these paper scraps worth up to two yuan, Boss Song was very satisfied with the nearly twenty buns and handed them to the children: "Very good, these are what you deserve." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Song!"

The children thanked happily, packed the buns, and left beautifully.

The appearance of being familiar with the road, even Liu Yanli can see it, Boss Song is afraid that he has not done less about this, and he may be doing such a loss-making business every day... In Liu Yanli's opinion, this is no longer a loss, this is simply giving benefits to others.

Liu Yanli, who was watching from the sidelines, was a little stunned and said: "I'm going, no wonder this bun shop can't survive, isn't this often doing loss-making business... It's weird to keep going on with this. ”

Li Yun didn't answer Liu Yanli, and Xiao Su Li also poked out his head, ignorant, and also didn't understand Uncle Song's behavior.

This is a belief that is passed down from the previous generation to the previous generation, and then from the previous generation to this generation, and this generation will eventually pass on the belief to the next generation, from generation to generation, and pass on this belief that belongs to goodness. ”

Li Yun looked at Liu Yanli with a mysterious expression and said.

"It's a reincarnation. ”

...

The little beggar who had just been beaten did not exchange cheap things such as small pieces of paper for buns like other children, but stood next to him, motionless, looking at the buns is drooling, tempted by the fragrance of buns, and did not go forward to get the buns, obviously there were a lot of waste products next to him.

I don't know if I can get five cents for selling these scraps...

Li Yun looked at the little beggar, handed her the buns he hadn't eaten, and said with a smile: "Eat." ”

The little beggar looked at Li Yun, his indifferent eyes moved slightly, hesitated, and still took the bun, but he didn't take a bite.

"Uh... Thanks..."

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous. Li Yun said.

"Uh... Well—" Finally the little beggar mustered up the courage and devoured the bun, licking up even the last bit of oil and water.

"If it were you, I'm afraid you could be like them, at a very low price, to buy the buns in this bun shop, a piece of paper is not a difficult thing. Liu Yanli looked at the thin little beggar and wondered.

This little beggar is very thin, even among those little beggars, it belongs to the very thin kind, I can't tell that it is actually a girl, in addition to blood stains on my face, there are a lot of old scars, and I am already a little beggar who has seen a lot of battles...

The little beggar hesitated for a moment, and then pinched.

"Uncle is already in difficulty, I can't add to his burden anymore... He's a good person.,Good people should have good retribution.,If I go to ask for buns to eat like them.,This is the evil retribution of good people.,There aren't many good people in the world.,Any less will be miserable.。。 ”

For this reason, the little beggar swallowed his saliva and gurgled in his stomach, thinking that even if he starved to death...

"Well, if I'm going to starve to death, I'll have to eat, and there's no way around it," muttered the little beggar.

"By the way, uncle, you are also a good person, give me buns to eat, I hope you are a good person with good rewards, I wish you a high career, good luck, and be able to eat chicken every night." ”

After the little beggar sincerely blessed Li Yun, he pinched his little shriveled belly, waved his hand handsomely and wanted to leave here, and from time to time he looked back at the fragrant bun shop, with a reluctant face.

Li Yun looked at the back of the little beggar leaving, and then looked at the busy, smoking a small cigarette, and finally began to beat the dough, ready to sell the afternoon buns.

From mixing noodles, stuffing, to steaming and adding water, it was all done by Uncle Song alone, and Liu Yanli next to him felt so tired that he couldn't do it.

Uncle Song is already old, and his strength is a little lacking...

Liu Yanli looked at Li Yun's eyes looking at the little beggar, and then looked at Uncle Song, and said wittily.

"Lao Li, do you want that little beggar to inherit his mantle, and become the shopkeeper of this shop to become the next victim?"

"It's not to inherit Uncle Song's mantle... It's inheritance, Yang Yiqing's mantle, don't use the word victim so ugly, if you use the words of our Daomen, this should belong to the martyr. ”

Li Yun said with a smile and came to Uncle Song.

"Yo, you haven't left yet. Uncle Song looked at Li Yun without any surprise, and said, "I'm sorry, there are no extra buns anymore, if you can wait, I can..."

"No one will come for a while, don't you think so? Look at the little girl who has been looking at you from afar, and doesn't want to come closer? ”

Li Yun said with a smile, walking towards the little beggar's side, and did not urge Uncle Song to follow.

Uncle Song hesitated, put the cigarette butt down, and muttered.

"Forget it... Sometimes it's okay to be lazy..."

......

......

The little beggar returned to his own overpass, holding a worn-out bear doll in his hand, and stood there blankly, with a dull expression on his eyebrows and no emotion.

The little beggars who came back together were eating steamed buns, and she was the only one who was hungry and gurgling.

These little beggars gathered together and excluded her as well, leaving out the beggars who were unwilling to receive alms with them.

"Xiaoqing, why are you... Why don't you go to Uncle to get some steamed buns to eat, you'll be hungry like this, and you'll be a ghost if you can survive just eating those leftovers. A thin beggar with dirty hair next to him came over, tore half of the bun in his hand and gave it to her, saying, "Give you half of it..."

Xiao Qing looked at the half of the fragrant buns and swallowed her saliva, and finally resisted the temptation of the buns, and forcibly shook her head and said: "I'm not hungry, you can eat, you're not hungry yourself, don't worry about me, I ate some leftovers, and I can't die of hunger." ”

When facing this little beggar, Xiaoqing's face softened a little, and she did not have the indifference to the adult beggar before.

"Cut, I know that you used to be pampered and couldn't get used to eating the buns that we poor people ate. The thin beggar didn't say much, and ate the remaining half of the bun by two.

Xiaoqing turned white and thin beggar's face and said, "If I want to be really pampered, do I still need to eat leftovers..."

"Then why don't you eat uncle's buns, uncle's buns are 10,000 times better than garbage. The skinny beggar muttered.

"People, you can't always live by pity, especially by the mercy of a kind person, the price of people's buns is already very low, it's okay once, and if you go too much, it will become a burden for him. Xiaoqing said.

The skinny beggar is ignorant, he doesn't know whether it's right or wrong, he only knows that Yijie Baozi has cheap and delicious buns to eat, and he can live a good life...

"But his expression seemed to be happy..."

"Yes, I'm happy because he wants to, he likes to do things like this, and liking doesn't mean that it won't be a burden and trouble for him. Xiaoqing leaned on the old and patted the little beggar on the shoulder.

"You know so much, Sister Xiaoqing..."

"Of course, before my parents didn't run away because of debts, I also went to elementary school, and I still understand these truths. Xiaoqing was a little hungry, pulled out the grass next to her and ate it, and said, "Maybe the boss doesn't miss my buns for this dollar... But I just think it's always a matter of giving alms. ”

While Xiaoqing was grazing, suddenly a group of old beggars came over and surrounded Xiaoqing.

When the old beggar approached, the thin beggar shrank behind Xiaoqing with some fear, and Xiaoqing also protected the thin little beggar.

"You, the little bastard who just came to my territory to make trouble, now has a chance to make amends for your sins. The old beggar at the head of the group put down a piece of paper while eating hot steamed buns and said: "Go to Yijie Steamed Bun Shop to buy steamed buns and come back, I heard that he sells cheap steamed buns to those little beggars every day... Tsk, this person is just a piece of garbage, sold cheaply to those little miscellaneous hairs, but not cheaply to us. ”

The old beggar swallowed the bun viciously, and there was a little beggar behind him who was robbed of the bun trembling, but he didn't dare to resist when he was trembling, so he could only cry and wipe his tears.

Xiaoqing was silent for a moment, this is the world of the homeless, the world of beggars, living at the bottom, but here, it is also the embodiment of the laws of nature, under the shadow of no supervision, it is a naked law of the jungle, the little beggar has no way to resist the old beggar, and the bun can only be snatched away.

Those little beggars who ate the buns early were fine, but those who were reluctant to eat them and brought them back to keep them well, or shared them with their parents were not so lucky.

"Don't say... Uncle Song is garbage..."Xiao Qing, who didn't have any resistance or words when he was beaten by the old beggar, said stubbornly: "Uncle Song, a thousand stronger than you... Ten thousand... 100 million times! No, you don't deserve to be compared to Uncle Song..."

"You're a little stray hair, you're kind enough. The old beggar pushed Xiaoqing to the ground with a disdainful face, and her thin body staggered, but this time she raised her head very stubbornly to look at the old beggar.

This time, Xiaoqing did not accept her fate, but pounced like crazy, and pushed the old beggar to the ground in reverse.

"Apologize to Uncle Song!"

"Dao NM... Apologize, he's just a piece of garbage, hypocritical garbage, it's unfair to give you little garbage buns, and not give us these old garbage!"

The old beggar is an adult in the end, and quickly suppressed the thin Xiaoqing, and finally the old beggar looked at Xiaoqing and said: "MD, I didn't see it, you are still a woman, since you are a woman..."

Xiaoqing didn't resist, let alone the strength to resist, it was enough to resist before.

For the sake of the longed-for figure in my mind, it is enough to resist...

"I obviously said that I want to protect myself, and I won't resist no matter how I am treated, as long as I live... Hehe, what a fool-like thing, what's the point of living this kind of person. Xiaoqing laughed to herself and closed her eyes.

Just as the old beggar was about to put his bold ideas into practice, a melodious voice came.

"Ten days for sheep, in these ten days, I hope you can repent and be a new man, if you don't repent, you can only live forever as a sheep. ”

Xiaoqing found that the old beggar who overthrew her was no longer an old beggar, but an alpaca...