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After coming out for a long time, Yang Wenqing was also a little tired, and was closing her eyes in the car to recuperate, who knew that the carriage suddenly stopped, her body was unstable and crashed into the wheel, her head was hit on it heavily, and she grinned in pain, and hurriedly shouted, "Why did it stop suddenly!" “

I knew that this driver's driving skills were so bad, she would have come out by herself, but it was too late to regret it, without a mirror, she could clearly feel the big bag of hair bulging above the temple on the right side of her face, but it didn't hurt!

"Big, big, big, sir, you, are you okay? Well、It seems to bump, bump, bump someone... The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing an honest black face with a stammer, working in the sun and rain all year round, obviously only thirty years old, and it looks no different from fifty.

"Ugh... Yang Wenqing put down the hand covering the bag on his head, this stammering five words are really painful, "What seems to hit someone?" Don't you know if you hit someone? Yang Wenqing jumped out of the carriage speechlessly, and at a glance, it was not, he really hit someone!

A male doll in a white brocade dress sat on the bluestone slab in front of Black Bean with his arms crossed, a pair of red eyes full of tears, the tears in his eyes were full of stubbornness, and his head was looking at Black Bean, as if Black Bean had bullied him, and Black Bean snorted at the little baby several times in a row, as if protesting against him blocking the road, and his big eyes were full of banter.

"Little baby, are you okay?"

Yang Wenqing went up quickly, his hand touched the other party, the tears in the eyes of the little boy spread down like a flood reservoir, his expression was painful, Yang Wenqing panicked, looked around, there were only the three of them and a black bean and a carriage on the long bluestone road at this time, it was also this meal, the little baby cried even more sadly, Yang Wenqing took out a handkerchief to help him wipe his tears, and checked whether he was hurt somewhere.

Just now I saw him holding his arms, this inspection, no wonder people are crying, look at this rich brocade clothes, at a glance, I know that it is a rich boy, the little baby who has not suffered is delicate and expensive, and she naturally has to cry a little bit of skin, but unfortunately, she is not a family member who loves him, and she can't see anyone crying, plus the bag on her head hurts, and she suddenly roared:

"Cry what cry! The dignified seven-foot little man is just a little broken, if everyone is like you, then those soldiers with broken arms and legs on the front line will not be alive?! “

Unexpectedly, this sound is really effective, when the little baby heard it, the tears were miraculously taken back, like a trick, except for the red eyes and tear stains that showed that he had just cried, the stubborn look was really indescribable.

"Big, big, big, he, he, he... Stammering five pointed to the little boy on the ground, stammering a paragraph, and didn't know what to express.

"Alright, alright." Yang Wenqing raised her hand to stop the stammer, although she did not discriminate against his stammering, but it was too difficult to listen to the conversation like this, she said to Xiaowa, "Stand up if you have nothing to do, where is your home, tell me, we will send you back." ”

The little boy's eyes flashed, and when he heard that the other party was going to send him back, he lowered his eyes silently, and then a gurgling sound came from his stomach, and now his head hung lower.

"Big, big, big, he, he's hungry... Stammered five and said.

"Well, I know, I hear you." Yang Wenqing smiled, and while reflexively walking towards the carriage, he said, "Don't you want to keep up?" The moment the curtain fell, the little boy sitting on the ground quickly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his buttocks, and climbed into the car.

In the carriage, Yang Wenqing said to the outside of the car, go to the "Thirty Mile Stack" in the west of the city, and there was a stammering and intermittent "Haole" echo outside, Yang Wenqing took out the disinfected alcohol in the box under the seat of the car, needless to say, this alcohol was naturally purified by her with high liquor.

The little boy didn't speak since he got in the car, he lowered his head as if he was afraid of life, Yang Wenqing naturally didn't mean to talk to the other party, he silently pulled the other party's hand, and it was over with alcohol to eliminate the poison, and the high concentration of alcohol fell on the white and tender arm that rubbed the skin, and the little baby withdrew his hand in addition to cringe, and didn't even let out a cry of pain, which Yang Wenqing admired.

After that, there was no word all the way, and after half an hour, the carriage stopped at the "Thirty Mile Stack".

"Thirty miles stack" is located at the junction of the west and north of the city, and the two places have a special status in Nanyang City, one is the most barren place for the small people who live in Shengdou, and the other is the place where the monopoly economy is the lifeline, but there is no connection with the west of the city.

On its right hand side is the north of the city, a wall as high as the city wall, separating the rich from the barren, and being spurned on the one hand, and making people look up to on the other.

This small inn, you can eat and live, there are a total of ten rooms on the upper and lower floors, because it is in the deepest part of the alley, one side of the high wall blocks the north of the city, and the alley is a slum on the other hand, and the business can be imagined.

But because of the big water in Huai County, now this alley has built some wooden sheds in twos and threes, although it is a little crowded, but the carriage is finally squeezed in, and when he gets off at the door, Yang Wenqing met an acquaintance.

"Sanniang, this is soup kitchen?"

Wang Sanniang saw Yang Wenqing get out of the car just now, and she was so happy that she ran up with a spoon of porridge, and when she reacted, she flattened back behind her, "The last time I had to pass on the skills of grilling fish by the adult, the business in the stack is getting better and better, and I don't know how to thank the adult. ”

"Yes, Sanniang is a good person! When Mincang didn't put food in it, if it weren't for Sanniang's daily porridge, my little grandson would have starved to death... A white-haired, ragged wife stopped with a bowl of thick white porridge and a white fat steamed bun, wiped her cloudy and red eyes, and felt it.

"Auntie, don't say that, go back quickly, otherwise Xiao Dongzhu will be hungry." Wang Sanniang smiled and pushed, her cheeks were red, and the old woman thanked her a few times before she trembled and walked into the wooden shed with rice porridge on the side.

Then, a number of people walked past with rice porridge and steamed buns one after another, and when they passed Wang Sanniang, everyone stopped together, said thank you, and then walked to the wooden shed where they lived temporarily.