The stall owner is an old man about 60 years old, who is not tall, and with a hunchback, he can only go to the chest of ordinary people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The clothes that info was wearing were covered with small clothes and patches sewn on them, all of which showed his poverty.

Yanjing is indeed a hell for the poor and a paradise for the rich. Here, it seems that it is a sin to have no money and no power, and there are many people who come and go to watch the play, but no one stands up to say a fair word for the old man, as if it is a common trivial thing for the poor to be bullied.

It's really a poor life.

"Hmm......" The old man snorted through his nose, gritted his teeth, held his breath, and his body collapsed tightly. The muscles on his face twitched, the position of his temples continued to bulge and sink, like two bulging and discharging balloons, the beads of sweat on his forehead flowed more and more rapidly, sweat rained down, the pain of the wound on his hand seemed to be magnified countless times, and the speed of bleeding was also accelerating, dripping on the ground, jumping like a small snake.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, the soles of my shoes are a little dirty, wipe them with the back of your hand, don't mind?" He had already pierced the dignity of the old man's careful care, but he refused to let him live, and he had to sprinkle salt on the wound.

"No... I don't mind, it's my honor to be able to polish the soles of Su Ye's shoes. The old man's back was already trembling slightly, but even so, with a humble smile on his face, he kept nodding slightly as he spoke, as if he was being polite to the others.

In fact, he can't be polite. The arrogance of Huaxia's urban management is absolutely second to none in the world, whether the media deliberately demonizes it, or the people use false rumors, these small traders and hawkers are most afraid of such a kind of guy who looks like a dog.

This self-proclaimed Su Ye's head is called Su Yang, and he is the head of the urban management of Chang'an Avenue, although his position does not sound like much of a name, but he is in such a treasure land as Yanjing, and he naturally has three points of momentum between the ups and downs.

Su Yang and his group of fox friends and dog friends are rampant in the territory of Chang'an Avenue, exploiting the hard-earned money of some traders, occasionally idle, and deliberately finding fault and opening these stalls for fun.

It is said that there was once a newcomer kebab vendor who took their money and never came out of the stall after the next day. After that, Su Yang's faces became a signboard for free eating and drinking, and whoever he blocked had to consider himself unlucky.

For these hooligans' rogue measures, the nearby traders also dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and they knew well that the composition of the Chinese social system was well known to the officials who crushed people to death, so they had to break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

"In this way, then your Master Su will give you a chance to make you more honored and honored." Ban smiled inch by inch, pointed to the friends behind him and said, "The soles of my brothers happen to be dirty too, so you can wipe them together by the way." ”

"Ah, yes, yes." The old man seemed to be accustomed to the ravages of others, nodded and finished speaking, and wanted to crawl through the pile of debris on the ground.

"Old man, my shoes are newly bought, you have to wipe Lao Tzu carefully, if you accidentally touch and scratch, you can't afford to pay for it."

"Hey, I happened to step on a piece of chewing gum on patrol this morning, and I was worried about how to pick it down, but this time it will save trouble."

"I knew there was such a free shoe-shine, so I went out wearing yesterday's sneakers, and the new leather shoes were still shiny, and they were the same with or without wiping."

The silence lasted for a moment, and then there were several playful uproars, and with the captain's approval, the few people who followed Su Yang became more and more arrogant.

Unconsciously, the corners of Xiao Qiao's mouth rose slightly, with a hint of mocking smile. He suddenly thought of himself who was far away in Jianghang before, in this situation, if it were him, he would also be afraid, but he would be patient and unconvinced.

His thoughts were drowned in the words that Ban Cun suddenly turned his head to say, Xiao Qiao came back to his senses and found that he had already pointed the finger at himself: "Hey, that kid over there, what about you, Erbi laughing at your mother?" ”

The flames of war quickly burned here, which made Tang Siyao stunned, she had been holding back the fire for the actions of these men, and now she was even more angry and wanted to explode.

Just about to speak, Xiao Qiao stopped her with a wave of his hand. He didn't look back, turned his back to her, and asked, "Do you think the old man smells big?" ”

"Look at what you said, how can a doctor dislike a patient?" Tang Siyao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked instead of answering.

"The old man has lost too much blood, it should be caused by the blood vessel being cut, and you need to be treated; Leave the rest of the manual work to the men. Xiao Qiao said.

Xiao Qiao is not a savior, nor is he a great man, there are countless injustices in the world, and he has no time to take care of so much. It's just that since he met, he doesn't want to be a blind man. He is calm and rational most of the time, never acting rashly, but once he has made up his mind, he will not look back.

Tang Siyao moved lightly, slowly came to the old man who was a little unclear, smiled sweetly, and called: "Uncle, I am a doctor, if you don't dislike it, leave your hand to me to treat." ”

"Girl, I understand the kindness of you and this male doll, but none of these people are easy to mess with, listen to my advice, and leave now." The old man came back to his senses, worried that he would set the two young men on fire because of himself, and hurriedly whispered.

"Uncle, you can put your heart in your stomach. Speaking of which, this kid can gag better than those guys, and he will definitely have no problem. Tang Siyao nodded at Xiao Qiaonu's ruddy little mouth, and then stretched out her slender jade hand and beckoned, "You give me your hand first." ”

"My hands are dirty." The old man said. Not only did he not hand it over, but he shrunk it into his sleeve, as if he had touched some kind of switch.

"It's okay, you can wash your hands when it's dirty." Tang Siyao smiled and said encouragingly. The heart of the doctor's parents, the love of the angel of the apricot forest, every patient should be treated equally.

Just because of Tang Siyao's smiling face and a word of not disgusting, the old man's eyes were a little moist. Without personal experience, how can you experience the coldness of people's hearts?

Those who were well-dressed either treated him like a beggar, or they did not have a good face, and their disgust and disgust overflowed with words. The disgust in their eyes makes you feel so dirty and small, wishing you were a maggot to be able to burrow into the ground.

"You're all good people! I listen to you! The old man's face, which was becoming more and more pale due to blood loss, showed a slight flush of excitement, and he put his hand on the medical treatment at his side and took two strokes, and then raised his arm tremblingly.

Although there was a layer of greasy dirt on the old man's arm, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a long time, Tang Siyao still didn't have any dislike and directly picked up his palm.

The other side.

"You must have lacked motherly love when you were young, didn't you? That's why you want to be someone else's mom so much now. But I don't think you have to count on it in this life, even if you cut off the thing under the navel, it's useless, giving birth to a child is not as simple as an old hen laying eggs. Xu has been studying calligraphy and painting with Wu Daozi for a long time recently, and his sentiment has been cultivated to a great extent, and in the face of the man's scolding, Xiao Qiao just smiled faintly. (To be continued.) )