This is to buy something for Xiaoyan to eat, they haven't eaten for three days, and they finally want the money they got from the meal, how can they give it to him!

Lin Xiang felt a heavy pain in his waist, and he was kicked in an instant.

"Get out of here!" The strong man began to kick and beat Lin Xiang as if venting.

Lin Xiang gritted his teeth, and the fingers protecting the jar were tightly gripped, and his body was really painful.

She stood up straight with her hands on the ground, and looked straight at the strong man with round eyes, "Get out, this is my thing!" His eyes were cold, as if he was going to eat him.

The strong man paused, his eyes met Lin Xiang's, and he instantly took two steps back as if he had been choked.

Suddenly, there was a pain, and Lin Xiang's dark fingers were already cut by the broken jar, and blood was gushing out. She glared angrily at the stumbling man.

The strong man had already pointed his finger at Lin Xiang's nose: "Little rabbit cub...... Don't think you're afraid of you......" saw that Lin Xiang was still staring at her fearlessly, like a leopard eating people.

The strong man was a little frightened, swallowed his saliva, somehow his body was cold, he shrunk his neck, and he scolded: "You, what are you!" Dare to look at the master like this! "The big palm waved in front of him.

"Smack!" There was a crunch.

Lin Xiang only felt that one cheek was hot, and his ears rang in an instant, only to feel that all sounds were cut off from her, and the loud and scolding noise of the strong man was not heard clearly. Then there was a burning sensation on his cheeks.

Immediately, I saw the strong man walk away to the side crookedly, and scolded in his mouth: "What the hell...... See if I don't gouge out your eyes......"

Lin Xiang's teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and his eyes were suddenly full of tears, and he wanted to fall down.

"Don't cry!" Lin Xiang sniffed, blinked his eyes fiercely, and then lowered his head silently.

Looking at the broken things and the scattered copper coins, my heart became more and more uncomfortable.

I can't ask for this jar.

Distressedly, she picked out the copper coins one by one and put them in the palm of her hand, and then she saw that her fingers were red.

The other hand touched it, but the blood had dried up, and she didn't even notice that she was cut.

After counting the twenty copper coins one by one, and seeing that one was not bad, Lin Xiang clenched his fingers tightly before firmly holding the money in his palm. Standing up, ignoring the pain in his body, he began to walk forward quickly.

"Boss, get me five meat buns." Lin Xiang stood alone in front of the shop with a faint light, and said crisply.

The man in the cage turned his head and saw a skinny, half-grown child, dressed thin and dirty.

"Boss, get me five meat buns." Lin Xiang thought that the other party was motionless and looked down on her, so he repeated it again, stretching out his dirty palm: "I have money." ”

The shiny copper plate lay on Lin Xiang's palm.

After a moment, the man sighed when he saw this, nodded and said, "You wait." Then he turned around and took out a paper bag from under the shop, reached out and opened the cage drawer, only to see a thick fog rising suddenly.

In the cage drawer lay a large white round bun, freshly steamed, hot.

The man stretched out his hand to pick out five, and then raised his head to see Lin Xiang's eyes staring motionlessly at the bun in his hand. Sighing, the man picked out two more from it, put them in a paper bag, wrapped them, and handed them to Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang wrinkled his brows, stared at the paper bag with some hesitation, and after a moment, he still said, "I...... I only need five ......" The voice is as thin as a gossamer, timid.

The bun is two pennies a piece, although she has twenty copper plates, she can't spend them all at once, today's meal is available, but there is still Ming'er, if it runs out at once, Ming'er should be hungry with Xiaoyan if he can't get the money.

"Don't need money, the extra two are for you." The boss laughed twice and looked at Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he swallowed back the words he wanted to blurt out.

Yes, what capital does she have now to refuse the kindness of others?

His nose suddenly became sore, Lin Xiang looked up at the man, and said, "Thank you......"

Then he timidly stretched out his hand and handed the copper plate in his palm to the man in the bun shop.

"Next time."

Lin Xiang ran to the side holding the warm paper bag, and the words of the boss were still echoing in his head, and suddenly a warmth surged into his heart.

After running for a long time, Lin Xiang turned into a small alley, and then saw a small dilapidated temple.

"Xiaoyan, I have meat buns to eat today."

……

"Sister, it's delicious." Lin Yan chewed on the bun with his gray cheeks, and smiled at her with satisfaction.

Watching his younger brother gobbling up meat buns, Lin Xiang felt a little sour in his heart.

Where did they live such a life when they couldn't even eat in the past?

She and her brother crossed over together.

It happened to be Chinese New Year's Eve, and she and her brother set off artillery in the courtyard of their home together, who knew that the artillery fire suddenly exploded, and the result was supposed to be a happy festival, but in an instant, only gray remained.

"Sister, you eat too." Lin Yan took out a white fat bun from the still warm paper bag and stuffed it into Lin Xiang's hand.

There are also four buns.

Lin Xiang looked down at the buns in the paper bag, he was a little hesitant in his heart, his stomach was gurgling, but the hand holding the bun refused to move.

"Sister, why don't you eat?" Lin Yan looked at Lin Xiang suspiciously, his face changed, and he was surprised: "Sister, are you uncomfortable, I told you, I also went out to ask for food during the day, but you just won't let me go......"

Lin Xiang smiled helplessly when he heard this, and did not refute.

Beggar...... She really needs to abandon her great self-esteem and kneel on the ground to kowtow to others, if she doesn't even have to eat, she will never do this kind of thing, so she doesn't want her brother to suffer this.

Bringing the white chubby bun close to his chapped lips and biting it, Lin Xiang smiled: "Eat it, I'm not sick at all, so don't worry." ”

Forget it, there are four more, and it shouldn't be anything for her to eat only one.

Instantly, hot, the fragrant soup flows into the mouth through the tip of the tongue, the broth is not salty or light, the filling seasoned by the cabbage and the finely minced pork foam is just right, the soft and harmonious bun skin has a touch of maltose original sweetness, and the combination of the light sweetness and the fragrant filling instantly makes people have an unparalleled sense of happiness.

"It's delicious." A happy smile spread across Lin Xiang's face.

She hasn't eaten cooked food for three days, and she and her brother have been living only on cold water and the hard steamed buns they bought three days ago.

After killing a bun in a few bites, Lin Xiang was a little unsatisfied, but she was really reluctant to eat it, and held back the saliva that kept flooding her mouth. She reached out and felt the few copper plates from her thin blouse.

While eating steamed buns, Lin Yan exclaimed as soon as he saw those copper plates: "Ah! We'll have food tomorrow too. ”

Lin Xiang smiled and nodded, and stroked his brother's hairy head with one hand: "Your body is too thin, eat more." ”

Before she and Lin Yan crossed, she was twenty-five years old and Lin Yan was nineteen years old, but after the crossing, their bodies were eight years old for girls and four years old for boys, and each was thinner than the other.

Suddenly, a cold wind rushed into the open temple door, and the two of them shivered.

Lin Xiang hurriedly stood up, walked to the gate of the temple in a few steps, and closed the two tattered wooden doors with a "squeak".

It's just that there are still two holes in the door, but it's better than nothing.

Sitting in the dry yellow straw, Lin Xiang's weak hands supported his head while watching his younger brother eat, while thinking about what to do in the future.

You can't keep asking for food like this, starving for a full meal.