I don't know how long I sat there, maybe a few hours. I felt the sound of staggering footsteps behind me, although I wondered how anyone could pass by at such a late hour. But I didn't bother to pay attention, I didn't even lift my eyelids, and I still sat in pain. The passers-by stopped in front of me, and stopped for a while, probably all the time scrutinizing me, scrutinizing me, and guessing at me. At last he finally spoke, his voice was very old and kind, and his words were even more surprising. He said he knew me. I knew that he was not a suspicious person, so I relaxed my guard and only replied lightly, I have been begging for a long time, and my footprints have almost traveled all over the capital, and there will be no fewer people who know me. The gentle voice said again, "I really can't imagine that I will also go down the road of begging, and asks me if I remember giving ten yuan to an old beggar in a square." I was shocked and quickly looked back. This look really left me speechless. As the saying goes, where you don't meet in life, there are surprises everywhere in the world. Because the person passing by is indeed the person I once gave alms, that is, the old beggar who left home for the first time and gave ten yuan in the square. I was a little embarrassed and stopped talking. The old beggar didn't mind, took out a bag and put it on the ground, sat across from me, and talked to himself. He said that his surname was Fang, his name was Fang Bingyuan, that he was in his seventies, and that he had only come to this place a month ago. The reason why he was able to recognize me was mainly because I was young, had a special appearance, and gave me a lot of money, so he paid special attention to me and remembered my appearance. Of course, there is no other purpose, just to remember gratitude and gratitude. That is to say, you can't forget your roots, and you have to pray for your benefactor when necessary. At that time, I smiled bitterly and joked with him that it was okay to pray for longevity, but your prayer directly made me a little beggar. Fang Bingyuan shook his head very seriously, Luo Luo said me a lot of things that seemed to be understood or not, what fate, what a catastrophe or something. Finally, he carefully asked me, why did you come out to beg? Where's Mom and Dad? What about the rest of the family? Why are you sitting alone on the side of the road so late? I knew he wasn't a bad guy because I could clearly feel his care and compassion. And it's okay to sit alone and be sad, maybe it's better to chat. So I told him about the changes that happened in my family, including the unfortunate incident of being beaten and robbing all my money. When Fang Bingyuan heard this, he criticized me, saying that I shouldn't be willful and stubborn. Dad hasn't heard from him for so long, and there is a chance that he has unfortunately passed away, so he should listen to his mother. Although she is a mother who is not very competent, she finally gave me a may

A home that shelters from the wind and rain, and no matter how simple and annoying it is, is better than sleeping on the streets outside through the wind and rain. Then he complained that I was young and ignorant, did not follow the rules of the road, did not worship the mountain, and did not pay the entrance fee, so it led to the terrible accident of people being beaten and the money being robbed. Finally, he carefully took out an oilcloth bag from his coat pocket, handed it to me gently, and said that this was all his savings, a total of more than 600 yuan, and asked me to take it well and go to my mother early tomorrow morning. Admit your mistake to her, and then go to school to study hard to learn skills, and be admitted to college to live a good life. Because begging is not something I do at my age, especially girls.

I was stunned at the time, and even more moved, my throat choked for a while, and I looked at this grandfather Fang Bingyuan Fang who was only on one side. Fang Bingyuan smiled and said, he is over 70 years old, he can be my grandfather, and he will never deceive me. I want to take the money with confidence and go to my mother early tomorrow morning. Although the money is a little less, there is no way. Because everyone knows that serious beggars generally can't get much money, and most of them have to be handed over to the head of the group, and they can't save any money, and they will spend it if they eat and drink a certain amount. Anyway, if you eat a hundred meals and wear a hundred clothes, you don't have to worry about your livelihood tomorrow, and when you close your eyes and see the king of Hades, another public family will come to bury you. I quickly shook my head, called him Grandpa Fang, and told him that I didn't want to see my mother again, let alone her annoying new man. Dad must not have died, I must go to him. Even if he is really dead, I will cry at his grave. Grandpa Fang said that I had a 'bull temper', and he stopped squeaking, looking at me with a sigh for a while, and frowning and thinking about something for a while.

After about an hour, Grandpa Fang said to me as if he had made up his mind, since my temperament is so stubborn, and the nine cows can't be changed, should I go begging with him in the future, so that I can take care of it, and he found an abandoned factory in another block, which is very quiet and safe. Besides, the sum of two people's money can make it faster and easier to make up the travel expenses. I seriously considered Grandpa Fang's suggestion, and carefully recalled the loneliness and desolation I have endured every day since I wandered and begged, and the experience of being ridiculed and bullied, especially the painful matter of being robbed of more than 5,000 yuan in vain, and I also felt that I needed to take a good rest, especially to calm down, otherwise I was afraid that I would not be able to survive, and what made me even more relieved was that I could stay away from that hateful and hateful fat group. Based on these considerations, I told him that I was willing to beg with him, but only because I didn't want to burden him, let alone use his money, and only wanted to be on my own

efforts to make up for the journey. Grandpa Fang pondered for a while, then agreed with a smile, and then we went to the abandoned factory he said. It was far away, and it took more than an hour to walk. It was an abandoned car factory, large, desolate, littered with scrap metal, overgrown with weeds, and full of sheds. Grandpa led me straight to a long worker's dormitory, found his residence in a large house, and placed me in a room next to him. He told me that there was water and electricity and that it was easy to live in, but he had never used it. Because he is a beggar, he can only beg, not forcibly, let alone steal. But now that I'm here, the rules have to be changed, I can use water and electricity, but I can't waste it, and when I leave, he will leave an appropriate amount of money in the room to pay for utilities. I told Grandpa Fang that I wouldn't use it, and I wouldn't use it, and the most important thing was to get back the money I lost. Grandpa Fang stopped talking, and just told me to rest early and not to think nonsense.

From then on, Grandpa Fang and I settled down temporarily, begging separately during the day to improve efficiency. Late at night, I went back to the factory to rest, and I didn't have to endure the torment of the wind, frost, rain and dew. Grandpa Fang cares about me very much, and loves me very much, every time he asks for something delicious, he is reluctant to eat, and brings it all back for me to eat, and also tidies up a clean room with a bed and quilt for me, and urges me to do a good job of personal hygiene at night, try to dress neatly, not as dirty as him, and only in the day will he paint me dirty with mud, so that he can go out to beg. I asked him why he was in such trouble. He said that I have never been a beggar, and I have always had to return to society and live a normal life, so I must develop good habits of hygiene.

After four or five months of stable and comfortable life, I gradually forgot the pain of losing money, my mood became better, and I became more energetic. Although I saw the damn fat group a few times during this period, and followed him to the place where he often stayed, I didn't want to make a fuss, so I forcibly suppressed the idea of seeking revenge on him, and began to beg and save money more diligently. However, Rao is like this, with an income of a few dollars a day, when will he be able to save enough money to go to the United States? Because I considered Grandpa Fang's personal safety and was worried that he would be implicated, in the past few months, I would honestly pay the local group leader the money, that is, the entrance fee, according to the rules, and once I deducted it every day, there was very little left. So I don't think it's okay to go on like this, I have to go, I have to leave this place, leave Grandpa Fang, and continue to wander and beg alone without any restraint, in order to realize my long-awaited wish as soon as possible.