After a difficult ideological struggle, Lu Xiaobai decided to stay for the time being to "cheat" with Wang Xinggui and Wang Xiaohu, and only left after he had a good place to go. But what makes a "good place to go"? His mind was at a loss.

After deciding to stay, he became more "dedicated", because he had experienced the power of the old guys, and knew that if he didn't "show himself well", he might be beaten and scolded by them, and he didn't want his body to suffer. Therefore, in order to please the old guy and his son, he held the "posthumous portrait" in his hand, knelt down decently, and when others donated, he "respectfully" kowtowed and said "thank you". This made Xiaohu and his father secretly happy, feeling that Lu Xiaobai had been tamed. On the way back, Xiaohu suddenly said "The child can be taught", but Lu Xiaobai didn't know what it meant.

In the evening, more than a dozen people came to Wang Xinggui's residence one after another, including men, women and children, and Lu Xiaobai learned from the conversation that these people were all professional beggars with a raccoon dog. Lu Xiaobai also saw the half-paralyzed middle-aged man begging in the commercial street during the day and the young woman begging with a baby in her arms. However, the young woman's face had disappeared from the sorrow of the begging process, and a lively smile appeared; The middle-aged man also had flexible legs, and he was half-squatting, putting his hands on his thighs and twisting his buttocks a few times.

Everyone sat on stools, sofas, or squatted on the ground, laughing and talking, talking about the experience and harvest of begging.

"That dead old woman is really picky! Lao Tzu saw her take out a large handful of change from her pocket, and thought that she would give half of it if she didn't give it all, but she only lost two cents, and she was overjoyed. ”

"The ticket is in someone's bag, and it is people's mind to give more and less."

"No, it's a matter of luck that stupid girl, ho! Gave me an old man's head without even blinking an eye. ”

"Hey, Lao Chen, I said that you don't gamble, you don't prostitute, according to your fucking income every day, your two-story building can be built by the end of the year, right?"

"Pretty much."

"Lao Wang, tell me honestly, did you go to the massage parlor?"

Wang Xinggui glared at the person who had just counted him down: "No! How could I do something like that? ”

"Didn't do anything like that? Nonsense, it was past eleven o'clock the night before, and I saw you drilling into the hair salon! ”

Wang Xinggui smiled: "What nonsense! Don't look at my son too, really! ”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Among these beggars, there is a middle-aged man known as "Lao Lai" who rules over the other beggars, and all the beggars who are in charge have to pay a certain amount of management money to Lao Lai. Of course, the management money given to Lao Lai was not given in vain, because in addition to organizing his subordinates to beg in a planned way, Lao Lai had to expel other beggars when they "occupied territory", and if they did not give in, he would use brutal means such as intimidation and scolding to force him to leave.

In the next ten days, except for rainy days, Lu Xiaobai was required to accompany him to beg. During this time, he saw all kinds of expressions from people who walked in all walks of life: sympathy, smiles, disdain, surprise, and contempt. At first, he was not accustomed to the scrutiny of these people, as if they were brushes of oil on his body. However, I gradually got used to it.

He also heard and witnessed some situations, during the day, these ragged and seemingly weak beggars scattered near hospitals, bazaars, park gates, commercial streets and other densely populated places, fabricating tragic life stories to deceive, at night, they changed the rags they were begging in tatters, and in bright clothes they were invited to entertainment places in groups of three or five, living a corrupt life of drunkenness and dreams.

These ugly phenomena and bad habits have made Lu Xiaobai's thinking quietly undergo subtle changes, and under the influence of the teacher's correct values, the ideal edifice he built for himself began to waver, is this world of flowers really full of deception and selfish desires? Isn't this society able to trust?

A child's mind is a pure land, and once it is polluted, it is not conducive to growth.

The daily mechanical begging made Lu Xiaobai feel bored and boring, if it weren't for the sudden heavy changes in the family that forced his relatives to split up and go their separate ways, then he should have lived a carefree life under the protection of his parents. However, now in the face of the cruel reality of life, he must learn to be submissive, only in this way can he survive in the cracks.

He always reminisced about the good old days, a few friends of the same age who played well together, played hide-and-seek, played basketball, and smoked spinning tops, and he thought, if only time was a magical magician, how nice it would be to turn himself back!

However, fantasy is a soap bubble that bursts at a moment, and he must be strong.

On this day, due to the city's sanitation inspection, all the beggars who were begging on the streets were unceremoniously driven away by the chengguan. Lu Xiaobai was very happy, and said that it was finally rare to have a day to rest.

Xiaohu was called by a beggar friend, so he went to play elsewhere with others on the spot.

On the way back, Wang Xinggui saw a voluntary blood donation vehicle on the side of the road, so he stopped to watch for a while, and then asked Lu Xiaobai to walk over together. Wang Xinggui wants to donate blood for free.

This old guy actually donated blood for free, which was really unexpected by Lu Xiaobai!

After donating blood, Wang Xinggui took Lu Xiaobai to rush back. About two miles away from his residence, Lu Xiaobai saw a few children concentrating on flying kites on the lawn.

He had also flown a kite before, and knew that kite flying could produce endless fun, first put the kite tied with a thin string on the wide ground, leave a piece of line in his hand, and then pull the line in the direction of the downwind to run, the kite floated up under the action of the wind, and relaxed the thread wrapped in his hand piece by piece, and the kite was like a demon, bravely going up, straight into the clouds.

After returning to the residence, Lu Xiaobai was reluctant to give up the scene of those children flying kites, how he wished he was one of them! He struggled with his mind for a long time, but he still couldn't resist the charm of the beautiful scenery of the kite, so he decided to take a look.

However, he didn't dare to let Wang Xinggui know that the old guy had sternly warned him that he was not allowed to have any contact with the outside world after work, otherwise he would beat him and not give him food, so he could only sneak out quietly.

While the old guy was not paying attention, Lu Xiaobai gently opened the door and walked out, and then closed the door gently.

Getting rid of Wang Xinggui's control, he felt like a kite soaring in the sky, with a wide sea and sky, and relaxed.

Lu Xiaobai ran quickly to the lawn, and saw that the children were still flying kites with great interest, as if there were two more children, and the scene was even more lively.

Seeing the kite under the blue sky rising and falling leisurely, Lu Xiaobai's mood was also rising and falling, and unconsciously, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Among the many children who fly kites, Lu Xiaobai is most interested in a little girl in a pink dress, she is about eight or nine years old, with long black and shiny hair and a claw-shaped face, as beautiful as a bright and dazzling spring flower; However, there was no smile on her face, and she felt a little cold.

Her kite is a colorful big butterfly, she seems to be a little difficult to control this "big butterfly", a gust of wind blows, only to see the "big butterfly" flickering down, seeing that it is about to "crouch" on the tree, she is so anxious that she shouts loudly, while quickly closing the line in her hand, but to no avail, the kite finally fell on the branch.

She carefully tugged at the fishing line in her hand and tried to pull the kite off the branch, but after a long time, the kite still hung on the branch, as if it was trying to oppose her. She begged the other friends to help her get the kite down, but none of them were willing to do so, so they just fiddled with the long kite string in their hands, and watched the kite float in the sky like a wild crane, and even two boys made fun of her.

"You don't usually talk to me, but now you know to beg me? Deserve! ”

"That is, if you have the ability, you can climb up and get it yourself!"

The little girl cried, I don't know if she was crying urgently or was said to be crying, in short, she looked pitiful.