Legend has it that tens of millions of years ago, Pangu split a turbid piece with an axe and opened up the world. Later, Nuwa made people out of the soil, adding a bit of color to the monotonous world.

Everyone must have heard of the legend of Nuwa's creation of man, although Pangu turned into a mountain, a river, a world and a bird and a beast with his body. But Nuwa Niangniang still felt extremely lonely.

complained to the mountains and rivers, but the grass and trees were ruthless. Speaking with insects and fishes, insects and fish can't understand human nature. In desperation, Nuwa Niangniang pinched the clay figure according to her own appearance. The handwriting of the immortal family is not what we ordinary people think, and the clay figures that are already lifelike have been given life and become living people.

The originally empty world gradually had laughter and people, and Nuwa Niangniang, who was the "mother of people", was even more smiling. It's just that she still doesn't think there are enough humans, so she tries harder to fabricate clay figurines. However, the job is too big, and even though my hands are numb, I still don't have the look I expected. The exhausted Nuwa Niangniang pulled a green vine on a hundred-year-old tree and went deep into the mud, and shook it hard, but she didn't expect that the scattered mud spots became flesh and blood people!

Of course, this simple text has a very different meaning in the eyes of the world. There are many people who think that the people who are made by Nuwa's own hands are the darlings of fate, and those who are made by Qingteng Man for a while become the so-called poor.

I have to admire the wisdom of the ancient working people of our country, who have written one beautiful and magical legend after another for thousands of years and spread them to the world, adding a lot of color to the lonely life. Although all these ideas about how human beings came into being were rejected by Darwin's man who was not romantic at all, if the legend of Nuwa making man out of earth is true, then this young begging little man on the street must be the most unbearable mud spot in the swing of the vine.

As a provincial capital, Shenyang naturally has a large labor force, there is no doubt about this. Many people need to get up early to fight for their food for the day, or for the sake of the child, for her, for the home that is not big but can shelter from the wind and rain.

There was a long queue in front of the bus stop sign before 7 a.m., and the breakfast stalls along the street were overcrowded. The sleepy-eyed crowd naturally didn't eat breakfast, and Wang Fatzi, a small merchant and peddler, made breakfast buns for a living.

Although the life of 5 to 9 is hard and tiring, Wang Fatzi has been conscientious for several years, and he will appear on time on this cement tile covered land every day without fear of wind and rain. Although he can't make a few big people by selling steamed buns, Wang Fatzi is happy with it, because he has always thought that the steamed buns he makes are the best breakfast in this 100-mile shopping area. For this reason, Wang Fatzi also shamelessly named himself the title of "Bun King".

But this is not just Wang Fatzi himself boasting, looking at it, although every stall is surrounded by water, but which family has the most? You have to count his fat man's house.

The autumn wind blew a coolness, and of course, there was a hint of the meat of the buns. No, a drawer of steaming buns had just come out of the oven, and the fat man immediately wrapped it up for the guest and handed it over. It's just that before the middle-aged man who had been waiting for a long time took the steaming bun, he was snatched by a little flower called Hanako who came out of nowhere.

I don't know if the "business" is too skilled, and without waiting for everyone to react, Xiao Yuhua ran into an alley not far away and disappeared. Only the middle-aged man was left alone in the crowd and stunned.

"Fuck! Forgot to look at the yellow calendar when you went out, right? It's so unpleasant to buy a bun, the boss will load me a few more. "The middle-aged manly man is just jumping high and jumping. I don't blame him, the boiled buns fly away in front of me, and I am afraid that no one will be happy. Of course, the most frustrating thing for the middle-aged man was that Xiao Yuhua didn't grab the money he stretched out and handed out, but grabbed those lonely meat buns.

Wang Fatzi smiled and packed another bun, but he didn't sell it to this man, but "gave it away".

"Big brother, you dissipate your anger, don't worry about it with a little Hanako, it's not worth it if you are angry in the morning. I'll give you this bun, so take it. With that, he pushed the bun into the middle-aged man's hand. The middle-aged man who wanted to refuse was embarrassed to refuse when he saw Wang Fatzi's sincere expression. I didn't expect this fat man Wang, who is usually a bahtman, to be so generous today, which really made this middle-aged man who was "unlucky" feel a lot more comfortable.

A bun is not worth a few dollars, and naturally it cannot make a few dollars. But a good reputation and loyal repeat customers are the life of every peddler's pawn. Roots, this point is very clear about Wang Fatzi's psychology. He once had a little dispute with an old man who was strong and reasonable, which caused the old man to never come to buy him a bun again, and he didn't know how many bad things the old man said about him behind people. Although these will not affect his steamed bun king's business too much, he still knows that he can change it, and it is better to be good.

If you want to take it, you must give it first. This simple truth may be understood by everyone, but it is often difficult to do.

Let's keep our mouths shut about the bustling beings, just talk about the little flower that flashed by just now.

Xiao Zhaohua is just a street child about 12 years old, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and his hair is scattered. Xiao Yuhua, who succeeded in the "robbery", ran all the way, not caring if someone caught him behind him, in short, he ran first. In case one of them is caught carelessly, although he is hungry, he does not want to go to prison. It's a pity that he didn't know that he had committed this little thing, and even the police didn't want to care about it, but he knew that he had done something wrong.

What if it's wrong? Starve?

I have to admire that this little flower can run such a long distance even when he is hungry, and about a few minutes later, he ran to a sparsely populated alley and "plopped" and fell to the ground. Sometimes if you don't push yourself, you really don't know how much potential you have.

Just as Xiao Yehua took out the "trophie" she had just won and was ready to enjoy it, a stray dog came out from behind a garbage can next to her, looking at her pitifully and making a whining sound. It seems that he smelled the aroma of the bun and wanted to let Xiao Zhaohua share it.

At the same time, the end of the world has fallen into people, why should they be dogs when they meet. Having said that, Xiao Xiaohua is still unwilling to share the buns she has worked so hard to grab to this vicious dog who wants to "eat white food". Xiao Yehua glared at the poor stray dog with a wicked face, a posture that could scare off millions of Cao Jun with his eyes, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect on this dog.

"You're going to be shameless! Do you understand the truth that the poor don't eat the food they come from! Little Screaming Flower viciously taught this little dirt dog with no skin and no face. It's a pity that whether it's playing the piano to a cow or talking to a dog, it's useless.

In fact, he didn't know exactly what this sentence meant, but he went to a temple to beg some time ago, and the bald monk inside told him so. During that time, Xiao Zhaohua was in the temple for the monks to chop wood and make a fire to pay two fasting meals, if it wasn't for some of the abbots inside who said that he had some "wisdom roots" and wanted him to become a monk in the temple, he might still live in it for a long time.

At the very least, we'll have to survive the next winter.

Xiao Xiaohua sighed, remembering that there was still a hot meal to eat in those days, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and no one could complain to him, so he could only talk to the puppy in front of him: "What do you say you are doing as a monk?" I can't eat meat and I can't marry a daughter-in-law, so I'm not a monk. Hey, puppy, do you want to be a monk? ”

After all, the hard-hearted little screaming flower took out a meat bun from the bag and threw it to the puppy: "Oh, it's just one, it's gone after eating." ”

The puppy unceremoniously picked up the meat bun and ate it, and one person and one dog ate the bun that did not belong to him in a crowded alley so embarrassed, without noticing that a middle-aged man had appeared at the mouth of the alley.

"Is the free breakfast good? If you're done eating, let's talk? ”

Suddenly hearing the voice, Xiaohua was startled, hurriedly swallowed all the buns in his hand into his mouth, and then stared at the man in front of him, who was very likely to be "collecting debts".

The middle-aged man in front of him looked a little indifferent, and his gray clothes didn't seem to be much better than his own tattered clothes. But Xiao Yuhua knows that this stray dog may be richer than himself, at least he has dog hair and will not freeze to death on the street like a little match girl.

However, the grim-looking uncle did not beat him as he imagined, but said coldly: "If you don't want to just ask for a lifetime, come with me." Of course, you can take that dog with you. ”

Although I don't know what this man is going to do, although he looks a little cold, he is probably not a bad person. What does a bad guy do with him and a Hanako? Start a gang of beggars?

Xiao Yuhua followed closely behind the middle-aged man, for fear that this guy might be his life-saving straw. Leaving the stray dog alone, the well-fed puppy went back to the dirty, smelly home that belonged to only one of his dogs.

Little Screaming Flower didn't take the poor earth dog, which the man didn't care about in his eyes. Sometimes you are given a bun really just out of pity, but it is not necessary to provide for you for a lifetime, it is not only an inch, but it may also harm it.

Under the leadership of the man, Xiao Zhaohua came to the man's home. The man's home is not very large, about 80 square meters. For example, the living room of this house is full of all kinds of bottles, jars, porcelain and books, French paintings, and his study is full of all kinds of books.

The middle-aged man handed the little boy who was dazzled by the side a cup of hot water and said, "This place is not bad, anyway, I like this place very much." It may be a little small, but at least it's not very lonely to live in. ”

Ignoring whether Xiao Xiaohua understood his words, the man poured a glass of water for Xiao Xiaohua and handed it over. After eating several buns in one go and walking so far, it's time for him to rest.

After all, there are more bitter and tired things waiting for him in the future.

Xiao Yuhua was indeed thirsty, so she timidly took the cup of hot water and drank it. It's just that Xiao Yuhua, who hasn't drunk hot water for a long time, has forgotten that there is still the temperature and coughs hotly.

"Drink slowly, hot." Seeing the cute middle-aged man who looked like Xiao Xiaohua, he showed a hint of a smile, and the indifference in his eyes was a little less, and a touch of human smoke finally appeared on his cold face.

No one wanted to bring him a glass of water to drink, and he usually drank from his stomach on the edge of the lake. Although many people avoid him with contempt, he doesn't care much about it.

He may be just a beggar, but some people are not much more noble than him.

Although it is not clear what the man's purpose is, at least he should not have any malicious intent. can give him a penniless beggar a glass of water to drink, in Xiao Yuhua's eyes, this person is already the reincarnation of Lei Feng.

The little boy lowered his head and did not dare to look at the man, and asked nervously, "What do you want me to do?" He didn't know what the value of such a "waste" was, except that he was an independent living being, he was really useless.

"If you don't want to just ask for food, I will arrange your life until you are eighteen years old."

He thought that the little boy would ask him something suspiciously, but Xiao Xiaohua just looked at him coldly for a few seconds, and said stiffly: "Okay." It's just that I didn't expect this word to make the man next to him laugh out loud, and put the confused little screaming flower aside.

Hi, I forgot to mention it. Xiao Hua's name is Wu Fan, and his parents died a year ago.