The slowest runner had just arrived not far in front of Li Luo, his little face was dirty, his snot and tears were mixed into muddy water on his face, but he was a handsome little girl, but at this moment, his face was shrouded in horror, and he ran forward desperately. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The streets were uneven and pothole-ridden, and the little girl fell straight down with a crisp sound.

The girl cried out, and half a steamed bun rolled out of her arms, smashing on the ground with a thumping sound, as hard as a small stone.

This fall was very heavy, the little girl couldn't get up for a while, desperately crawled forward a few steps with her hands, and stretched out her hand to reach half of the steamed bun that had rolled away, panicked, fearful, and a little desperate.

"Run, let you run, let you run." The middle-aged woman chased after her, raised her feather duster and was about to hit her.

At this time, a slightly older boy who had run away turned back, also with a frightened look, standing three steps away from the girl, looking at the middle-aged woman fearfully, wanting to step forward to protect the girl, but afraid of the middle-aged woman's feather duster, so he was in a dilemma, so he didn't feel guilty.

"Let you steal, let you steal." The middle-aged woman hit the girl viciously, and her hands were very quiet, but when she started it, she was much lighter, and her face was disgusting. It's just that where can this girl feel this, she has already been frightened, and she curled up in a ball with her head covered with her hands, trembling all over. A seven or eight-year-old child curled up and looked only the size of a palm, which made people look particularly poignant.

The girl was afraid of the pain, so she cried out crisply: "Brother, save me." ”

The hesitant boy finally made up his mind, pounced, protected the girl in his arms, and dragged the girl up with support. This fall was too painful, and the girl limped a few steps, and her little face was almost twisted together. The middle-aged woman was merciless to this boy, and she slapped a few times hard, cursing in her mouth.

The boy endured the pain and didn't say a word, and his stubbornness made people a little unbearable. Holding the girl, the two of them couldn't go fast, the middle-aged woman became more and more angry, and the boy's gritted teeth endured made the middle-aged woman's heart blocked, and she started more ruthlessly, and the feather duster crackled on her body.

The two babies staggered a few steps, and when they passed by half a steamed bun, the little girl endured the pain and reached out to pick it up. The middle-aged woman's feather duster was firmly pumped on the back of the girl's hand, and it became red and swollen instantly.

The girl screamed in pain, couldn't cry, and wanted to pick it up, but the boy hurriedly dragged the girl to escape from here, stumbling, and it was always faster than this middle-aged woman. I don't know how many hits, even the middle-aged woman seems to be a little tired, panting, and scolding in her mouth.

The two children ran and climbed, and a few young children who ran far away hid behind the street corner and shouted loudly, so that the two of them could run faster, but it was a pity that the boy and the girl were young and weak, and they couldn't run if they wanted to, which was extremely pitiful.

After staggering a few more steps, the girl panicked, stepped on a stone, her small body was crooked, and she fell in front of Li Luo. This fall was not much lighter than just now, and his forehead hit a piece of gravel, and blood flowed. The girl convulsed and cried, but she couldn't get up. When the boy saw the middle-aged woman and wanted to fight, he pounced on the girl and protected his sister with his thin body.

The middle-aged woman was obviously determined to teach these dirty street children a good lesson, and she raised her feather duster with all her strength to whip it on the boy's back. Li Luo frowned, stretched out his hand, the middle-aged woman didn't know it, only felt that her hand suddenly had no strength, and the feather duster just fell lightly on the boy's back, softly like a loving mother returning home sweeping the dust off her child.

The middle-aged woman was stunned, and she was about to fight again, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of her, and Li Luo quietly stood in front of the boy and the girl, looking at the middle-aged woman indifferently.

The middle-aged woman was taken aback and exclaimed, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Auntie, they are just children, please be merciful."

The middle-aged woman was stunned, glanced at Li Luo, her fierce eyes obviously eased down, and looked at the two babies hiding behind Li Luo, she was angry, and gritted her teeth and scolded: "little beggar, steal how much food I eat, come once every three days, hum, I don't think it's a long memory to beat them well." ”

"Of course, they are wrong for stealing, but the eldest lady doesn't have to put such a heavy hand, if they can eat enough, they won't steal anything."

"You don't know, I see that a few of them are pitiful, and they used to give them food, but this is good, if I don't give it, I will steal it, you say that you are angry or not angry. I'm not a big family in the city, I don't have any surplus food, it's hard to barely fill it, but I hate them for not stealing others, they come to steal my house, how can there be such a white-eyed wolf, they deserve to be killed! The middle-aged woman was extremely angry and chattered and scolded.

Li Luo sighed secretly, turned around and asked, "Is that so?" ”

The boy looked up at Li Luo, he was very stubborn, after receiving so many blows, he didn't even have the intention of begging for mercy, and when he heard Li Luo's question, he was silent, and it seemed that he had acquiesced.

The little girl sobbed and whispered: "The eldest mother has a good heart, she beat us, but she doesn't beat us to death, we don't dare to go to other people's houses to steal food, a few days ago the seventh baby took a piece of baked cake, they killed it and threw it to the big black dog in the backyard to eat." After saying that, he got into the boy's thin arms and cried.

The middle-aged woman was also stunned, her hand holding the feather duster hung down, she sighed for a long time, her nose was sore, and she cursed: "Evil, evil, what's wrong with this world." It seems that he remembered his own situation, and couldn't help crying, and the idea of teaching these babies disappeared in an instant, only lamenting the injustice of the world.

Li Luo's expression was as cold as ever, he thought about it, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, and said lightly: "This bit of silver is for you." ”

The middle-aged woman was stunned and looked at Li Luo in confusion.

"Calculate the money for stealing the eldest lady's things."

The middle-aged woman opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, and only after a while did she reply tastelessly: "Forget it, it's just a few steamed buns, just treat them as they, don't want money." With that, he turned and walked back.

Li Luo was stunned, sighed gloomily, turned around and pulled the boy and girl up, stuffed the broken silver in his hand into the hands of the older boy, and whispered, "Go buy some food." ”

The boy was silent, with a look of deep guard, and did not thank him, but grabbed the silver in his hand unceremoniously. The girl looked at Li Luo, said thank you timidly, and limped to pick up the half of the dirty steamed buns that fell on the ground after speaking.

The middle-aged woman took a few steps, as if she remembered something, turned around and raised her feather duster viciously.