Two o'clock in the morning, Shen Shi, the British Concession clock showed three o'clock in the afternoon.

More and more sampans are docked at the wharves along the Yangtze River.

The Miaojia Wharf was crowded with filthy beggars at the moment, and hundreds of people were like a swarm of ants flocking at the door of Dunren Hall.

This is the oldest benevolent hall in Hankou, and today it is cooking gruel, and a group of beggars wearing rags with a broken bowl in their left hand and a bamboo stick in their right hand come to Shantang to serve porridge and drink. The beggar head who took the lead was busy and took care of everything.

"Hey! This is the cafeteria, don't wander around! "The leader was calling out to two little beggars of four or five years old, and the little beggar was shaking two little chickens, and the little two were sleeping with their masters, and they were very pitiful, and there was hardly a cloth to cover their shame. Two little orphans died in the flood after both their parents died, and the little beggar wandered to Hankow like a stray dog.

The head surnamed Luo, who took him in, stopped them from running around, and the child immediately cried when he saw this, "Woo woo wow wow wow"

Just when the beggar leader was helpless, the little beggar suddenly stopped crying, and saw two hands like dead wood holding woven grass grasshoppers, teasing them.

Two scrawny children, holding grasshoppers, wiped the snot from their nostrils and burst into laughter.

The beggar leader looked at which one was so powerful, and made the two little devils laugh.

Take a closer look, this person has gray hair, a thin figure like dead wood, and six cloth bags hanging on his body, which are Xin Zhuzi.

Xin Zhuzi said: "Lao Luo, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Lao Luo smiled: "Where did your old man go!" ”

Xin Zhuzi said: "I came out of the walled city, and I used to be a pariah in the walled city, so I didn't have time to shake out, and now I finally have time to visit you." ”

Lao Luo said: "Let's go over there and talk." ”

The two walked along the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River wharf was crowded with temporary workers from the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, such as Jiujiang, Shanghai and other places, or temporary slender men, these people from east to west, came here and suddenly became single, no goods to dry, only squatting on the riverside to watch passers-by, looking at the traveler who was full of stupidity, maybe you can grab a ticket.

Lao Luo is the little head of the beggar gang here, of course, this gang of ruffians will not beat him, their eyes looked at the old man next to him, Xin Zhuzi was wearing ordinary people's clothes.

A thief-eyed ruffian, seeing that Xin Zhuzi's clothes looked neat, he glanced at his companion.

Since he broke away from the lowly status, Xin Zhuzi has been wearing simple but clean people's clothes, so these people looked at Xin Zhuzi and thought that he was just an ordinary person.

The two approached, the dagger in his hand was revealed, and the thief-eyed ruffian said, "Leave the valuable things on your body!" ”