I made up my mind, one night, I finished combing early, put on a very old but very dry clothes, and went to the next room to find Grandpa Fang. Because after getting along for a period of time, I feel more and more that Grandpa Fang is a kind and kind person, and I feel more and more that I am a little lost, a little melancholy, and even a little sad to leave him. After all, these months have been the sweetest days since my wanderings, and I have eaten the sweetest, slept the most peacefully, and lived the most comfortable life. There is no wind and rain, no longer lonely, although it is just a dilapidated and abandoned dormitory, but it is enough to make me extremely happy and satisfied. But when I thought of my father, whose fate was unknown in the United States, I suddenly felt ashamed and uneasy, sweating all over, and I couldn't even lift my head with self-blame and self-blame.

However, before I could say my plan, Grandpa Fang took the lead in saying to me, it really can't go on like this, even if the money begging for two people adds up, when will it take to make up enough money for the journey? I don't think the Year of the Monkey will be able to realize your dream of going to the United States. I deliberately asked Grandpa Fang, yes, what can I do? After finishing speaking, I suddenly realized that Grandpa Fang had completely changed his appearance that night. His eyes are like torches, shining brightly, his face is solemn, depressed and dark, there are fewer wrinkles on his forehead, and his waist is straighter, as if he has suddenly become more than ten or twenty years younger, and he has completely lost his old and humble appearance. What made me even more incredible was that he had never seen a cigarette smoke, but at that time, he was spitting smoke one after another, and the cigarette butts were almost all over the room. Grandpa Fang looked at me with a look of surprise, so he threw away the cigarette butt and smiled, and then frowned and muttered to himself, No, it seems that it will not work at all, and the road of begging will not work at all. It has to change, it has to be completely changed. Even if you break your promises, even if you break your faith, even if you live to be condemned by your conscience and fall into the eighteen hells after death, you must change! I was completely puzzled when I heard this, and I was especially shocked and shocked, so I trembled and asked Grandpa Fang, what promise and what faith are so important, since you will be condemned and will go to hell, then don't change it, don't change anything? Besides, if you don't beg, what else can you come up with? You can't rob a bank, can you? Just because we are old and young, and we don't have weapons, not even a plastic gun, can we grab it?

Grandpa Fang didn't speak, just silently pulled a burden beside him, took out a shiny bamboo tube from it, found a flat and smooth wooden board and put it on the ground, and then put three jingling sticks on the wooden board, and asked me to say a random number between one and twenty-seven. I was really excited and excited, and I couldn't wait to say the word 'three'. Grandpa Fang moved his hands with a straight face, grabbed the bamboo tube and pressed the three bamboo tubes on the wooden board, moved the bamboo tube back and forth quickly, and uncovered the bamboo tube when I was dazzled. My God, the three sticks on the wooden board are neatly arranged, one point up, no more, no less, exactly three points.

I suppressed my pounding heart, and said more than a dozen numbers in a row, and all of them were shaken by him! I was so happy that I immediately knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed my head and desperately called his grandfather master, and asked him to accept me as an apprentice. Lord Cangtian, with this unique skill, are you afraid that you won't be able to find the travel fee? Do you still need to endure humiliation and beg for a dollar and a few cents? That's not the end of the earth, where you want to go. But while I was happy, I felt wrong, why didn't Grandpa Fang use his stunts, and didn't take the money he got like a bag, but he had to go through all the vicissitudes and humiliation to wander and beg? This seems to be a bit wrong, is there still such a stupid and stupid person in the world?

Grandpa Fang seemed to see through my thoughts, gently helped me up and sat next to him, and casually asked me to lend him the wooden comb I was carrying with him. I didn't think about it, so I immediately reached into my pocket and pulled it out. But when I dug through all my pockets, and even turned them out, where was the shadow of a wooden comb? No

yes, I left the room in my pocket, why is it gone? What the hell is this, am I really misremembering? Didn't you take it with you when you left? When I muttered that I was about to get up and go back to the room to look for it, Grandpa Fang smiled and stretched out his hand in front of my eyes. Oh my God, isn't my only beloved wooden comb in his hand? Grandpa Fang looked at me as if he was in a dream, sighed and told me that the reason why he was going to beg was here.

I was shocked and asked why. Grandpa Fang told me about his past with a heavy face. It is said that when he was young, he was fortunate to meet an old man in distress, and out of sympathy, he gave him a small helping hand, which won the trust and gratitude of the old man, and taught him two unique skills. One is pickpocketing, and the other is gambling. After his success, he roamed the casinos and was invincible, never meeting an opponent. And pickpocketing in the bustling flow of people makes him like a fish in water, and he is at ease, and all the money that catches his eyes is to be taken by hand and in his pocket, and it is basically effortless. It really made him a lot of money, and he lived a life of luxury that he couldn't have dreamed of before. After living a fairy-like life, he didn't gamble easily. If you want to gamble, you can bet big, an astronomical level of more than one million; If you want to pick it, your hands are itchy and unbearable, and you can't hold it back, it's just going out to have fun. After more than 20 years of this, I once happened to see a man coming out of the bank, dressed neatly, not like a poor person or a migrant worker, holding a bulging bag in his hand and probably withdrawing a lot of money. So when he was extremely bored, he followed the man on the bus and took the 50,000 yuan in the man's bag without any suspense. It wasn't until he turned on the TV the next day that he realized that he had made a big disaster, a catastrophe that would be difficult to redeem even if he was crushed! It turned out that the 50,000 yuan he easily stole was the man's last savings for his father's surgery. The life-saving money is gone, and the pregnant wife hangs herself in a fit of rage, one corpse and two lives! And the poor man also jumped off the tall building when he was sad and desperate, his flesh and blood were smeared, and his body was lying on the spot, which was unbearable! He said that he fainted on the spot when he saw that picture, and three lives were lost because of his temporary boredom! When he woke up, he immediately called a most hard-core friend and asked him to rush to the local hospital with 100,000 yuan in cash to support the seriously ill elderly in the form of anonymous donations. However, it was already too late. The seriously ill elderly person delayed the operation, and the son and daughter-in-law, including the unborn grandson, suffered a tragic accident. He then broke down completely, did not eat or drink and cried for three days, and it was not until the fourth day that he invited his close friend again, and entrusted him with the promise of going to Macao to fight for the world with his own hands, entrusting him to dispose of all his property, half of which was donated to local charities, and the other half to the orphans left by the man in the form of a trust fund, and he changed into a set of shabby clothes, took a bowl of the sea, and swore a heavy oath to heaven and earth, and then left his mansion with tears, and lived a life of exile, hunger and begging. He felt that only in this way could he wash away some of the sins he had committed, and only in this way could he make himself a little more peaceful. Until he met me, because of my pitiful experience, and because of my unwavering obsession to find my father, I decided to break my vow, go back to my old business, and do what I think I have a conscience in my short life, and never watch innocent people suffer misfortunes or lose their lives again just because of lack of money.

I was silent after listening to it, I didn't expect that there were more miserable people in this world than me, and I didn't expect that the person who single-handedly caused this tragic tragedy was this amiable old man in front of me. Alas, what shall I say? What do I have to say? Speaking of which, after all, people didn't mean it, after all, people also paid the price for decades to atone for their sins. So if you really want to say, you can only say, maybe, this is the so-called fate and calamity.

I looked at Grandpa Fang with complicated eyes, and said to him gloomily, since he had already sworn a heavy oath, it was better not to break it, it was better to teach me those two skills, and let me go to raise the road expenses by myself after I learned them. This not only saves you from your labor, but also allows me to have a means of earning a living in the future, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. In the end, I also reassured him that when I wanted to start in the future, I would definitely choose my targets carefully, and I would never target the ordinary people who had no power or power, and I would definitely target those who were rich and unkind, traitorous and evil, as well as high-ranking officials and nobles, and huge businessmen. Because they have money, and it comes easily.

But Grandpa Fang disagreed anyway. He told me that these two skills do more harm than good. For example, gambling out of the thousands, the reason why you can do what points you want is mainly because you have poured lead into your hands and feet. And if you meet a master and see the flaws, the consequences will be serious, ranging from breaking a hand and a leg, to dying tragically on the spot and lying on the street. Another example is pickpocketing, if you are caught by others with stolen goods, which arouses public anger and triggers a group of Europe, and it is difficult to recover from a serious injury and be disabled for life, it is also a very common and ordinary thing. Besides, I am a person who is as innocent as paper, and I must not get involved in a lifetime of filthy things that have been condemned by conscience because of a few small fortunes.

Naturally, I refused to give up, and insisted on pestering Grandpa Fang to learn, after all, this is the only way for me to get out of my begging life. But Grandpa Fang still didn't agree, and he told me very sternly that if I followed his arrangement, then he would start to return to his old business tomorrow to raise travel expenses, including the living expenses that we should have after giving up begging. Of course, whether he goes to gambling or pickpocketing, he said that he will carefully choose who to start with, and his appetite will not be very large, first, for fear of repeating the previous tragedy, and second, he is old, and his hands and feet are not very dexterous, and if he falls short of greed, then everything is over, so the time may be a little longer, more than ten months, at least half a year, until I am successfully sent to the United States, and he will continue to spend the rest of his life in the form of wandering and begging. But if I continue to be obsessed with my temper, he will leave me, and it doesn't matter what I do. I had no choice but to agree to his request for the time being.

So the next day, we thoroughly freshened up, put on a set of the best clothes that were actually quite old, hid the begging clothes that had been with us for a long time, rented a very quiet and cheap house nearby with Grandpa Fang's money, and lived with a heart that was both excited and uneasy. During the day, Grandpa Fang hurriedly left home early in the morning to help me raise enough money to find my father. According to his requirements, I did laundry, cooking, hygiene, reading, writing, and culture at home, and worked hard to get rid of all kinds of bad habits, vices, and strange habits that I had developed from a long begging family, so as to develop as soon as possible in the direction of a little girl who came out of a normal family. Later, Grandpa Fang's money gradually became richer, not only bought me a lot of colorful and fashionable clothes, but also decorated my bedroom with a fragrant and warm fragrance, and even bought me the latest mobile phones with Internet access, including chicken, duck, beef and mutton that made me ecstatic and then headache every day. And he himself is still living a life of extreme poverty. In addition to going out to dress up neatly, I still wear old clothes and shoes at home, I still insist on not eating on the table, or I still want to eat my leftover meals, and I just lie on the floor of the living room at night, so I will spend the night. No matter how much I pleaded with him, begged him, and even threatened him. He was unmoved, unmoved, insisting that the desire for comfort would lead to self-loss, self-indulgence, and destruction of his resolve to atone for his sins. In the end, I compromised, despaired, and would no longer persuade him, but only to do my own thing more and more seriously, and to learn about the long-lost society through various programs on my mobile phone, focusing on etiquette, socializing, dressing, and the newly emerging dazzling knowledge of technology and culture, and revisiting English is of course my most important task, after all, going to the United States is indispensable.