The door is installed, what is the matter, the heart is solid.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Qin Mo got up and moved the bed board at the door.

Then I simply freshened up, carried the basket, and then set out on the road to the town.

It's still early, and when she gets back from town, she should be in time for breakfast.

When she came back from the morning market, she happened to wait for Xiangxiang to wake up and then make breakfast.

Qin Mo carried a basket on his back and walked barefoot on the village road that was covered with wet dew in the early morning.

Oops. Ay. That Liu Laodan.

Not far away, a figure turned in front of him.

Singing while walking, babbling, as if humming some opera in his mouth, the tone was tactful and tortuous, and he sang nine songs back to his heart, resounding through the bend of the mountain.

As he got closer and closer, the fog gradually cleared up, and Qin Mo saw the person in front of him clearly.

A dirty beggar dressed in rags.

This hair is almost the same as Qin Mo's, dirtier than Qin Mo's, knotted on his head one by one, his right leg is lame and lame, and his face is dyed with black and swarthy things, because it is too dirty, he can't see what the facial features on his face look like.

Holding a dead tree trunk in his hand, he looks like he is wandering in the morning.

Ah. Isn't that the fatherless and motherless orphan of the Qin family? Early in the morning, with a new basket on his back, where did he go? Yes. Where to go.

Seeing Qin Mo, the beggar actually sang in a strange tone to the tune he had just sang.

The tone is like the Peking Opera on TV that Qin Mo heard when he was a child, and one of the passages where Lu Zhishen punched the town of Guanxi, it was also so high and so down.

Moreover, the lame beggar was babbling and singing in a strange tone, while on the other side he was about to put the branch in his hand on Qin Mo's body.

The branch was long, Qin Mo didn't expect it, and he was knocked on the head.

Painful and angry, Qin Mo's angry face changed all of a sudden.

In the blink of an eye, seeing that the lame beggar picked up the long stick and was about to hit again, Qin Mo's eyes were quick to dodge.

Shit, you bastard.

It took so many days to come across this bad thing.

He has become like this, he has become a beggar, and he is still restless.

Bang another stick hit Qin Mo's body.

Qin Mo didn't have any self-defense weapons.

The body is small, so you can only retreat.

If Qin Mo is a teenager now, or in the prime of life, he can also go up and fight.

However, the problem is that the actual situation now is that Qin Mo crossed over and wore it on a little girl.

Seven years old. More than seven years old, not even ten years old. The body is thin and small.

How can you beat this old beggar who has already been established.

She can't beat it, she can't beat it, and she doesn't have a weapon in her hand, so she will be beaten even worse at close range.

The long stick in his hand could also hit Qin Mo from a distance.

This crazy old thing!

If you can't beat it, scold and run.

Qin Mo scolded and stepped back.

It occurred to me that I would pick up the rocks and dirt from the ground, and I would pick up the stones from the ground and throw them at the lame beggar.

When he was angry, he didn't care about anything else in his hand, and the stones, stones, and mud that he could grasp in his hand were all thrown at the beggar with all his strength.

You're not a good old man, called Hanako!

In fact, today's scene made Qin Mo feel a sense of horror in her heart, she didn't expect that she happened to go out badly today, and met this beggar who used to bully the Qin family sisters every day early in the morning.

Thinking of what Xiangxiang said, for a while, I only felt more resentful in my heart.

Thinking of the ground vegetables that were stolen last time, Qin Mo picked them up and dried them on the door panel, and Qin Mo hated this dead beggar even more for a while

You dare to smash me, you dare to smash me, you little bastard-!

This beggar was hurt by Qin Mo's loss, and he really didn't expect Qin Mo to give him this experience.

I didn't have time to do the thing that suppressed Qin Mo before, and I was hurt by the stone, and I began to curse people 'ouch'.

Qin Mo didn't dare to treat him like this before, but today he actually threw the stone at her.

This little bastard has a lot of intelligence and guts

Smash you, I'll lose you.

Qin Mo said viciously.

On the one hand, thinking about it, the Qin sisters must have been deceived by him a lot.

Not only did he always take things away in the Qin family's broken house, but also the Qin family's sisters didn't dare to speak out when they were bullied by him.

And this time, Qin Mo bullied him for being lame, where is a lame person with sharp legs and feet running fast, not to mention a child with a flexible body.

Qin Mo is determined to take out this evil breath in his chest here today.

He just hit me a few times on my body, and it still hurts. Qin Mo is holding grudges

I'll throw you, I'll throw you-!

She deliberately picked up some rocks from the side of the road, not so big that they didn't hurt anyone, but they threw them far away, and they hurt to smash.

Throwing and running at the same time, the lame beggar screamed at the pain of the small stone bullet on his face.

The lame beggar was forced to be in a hurry, he was going to catch Qin Mo, and he was about to beat him with his long cane stick, but Qin Mo easily dodged it, and the beggar couldn't catch up at all when he ran.

Come on. Come on...

Qin Mo said as he ran backwards, teasing.

You this. Small stray hairs.

This beggar was led around and was angry, but he couldn't reach Qin Mo if he wanted to chase after him.

couldn't hit it, but his face kept being smashed by Qin Mo, one on the bridge of his nose just now, and one on the corner of his eye.

It hurt so much that he bared his teeth.

All right. Don't smash it. Don't smash it.

Finally, the scoundrel beggar could not hold it anymore, and began to beg for mercy after softening his temper.

There is no longer the leisure of singing music at the beginning.

Seeing this, Qin Mo also asked seriously from a safe distance, with his hands proudly propped on his waist

I only ask you if you can bully the daughter of the Qin family when you see it in the future.

The beggar had to relent. He didn't dare to look at Qin Mo's face. The mouth answers only in obedience.

No more bullying, no more bullying.

I sue you, if you dare to beat the daughters of the Qin family when you walk on the road in the future, including Xiangxiang, who is only two years old, I will want you to walk around without eating, and even your beggar's nest will be turned over for you. Moreover, the means are not as simple as throwing stones today, so I will find the village chief, take your beggar's nest, and drive you out of Chishui Village!

The old beggar's eyes flashed with fierceness.

He wanted to blurt out, 'It's up to you?' ’

He didn't pay attention to these two little widows at all, they were not his opponents.

Today is just a coincidence. Next time, just cover your face.

Moreover, although he was a beggar, the village chief categorically drove him out of the village without listening to the two little orphans.

When the time comes, he can also beat a rake and drive these two poor babies out of the village.

He is soft today, just because he really can't do it now, so he can only be soft.

Good. Good. I won't beat you anymore, I won't bully you anymore, and you won't smash me.

A face that was smashed by Qin Mo early in the morning can only mean that he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, and he will make a comeback when the time comes

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