There is a steamed bun shop at the corner of the lively street, where people come and go, and the business is excellent. Li Ang entered the city in the morning, walked around for a long time, but forgot that he had never eaten, at this time, he saw that the steamed buns were round and snow-white, steaming white, and couldn't help but say to King Qiling and Xue Yidao beside him, "I'll go buy some steamed buns, you guys can eat some too!" Saying that, he and Trist squeezed into the crowd.

"Boss, take four cages... Eight steamed buns. Looking at a few wind chime guards holding their handbags in the distance, Li Ang said.

"Yes, Childe, I'll be right away." The boss who sold the steamed buns had sharp eyes, and saw that although the clothes on Leon and Triste looked old, the fabric was a high-quality muslin, and hurriedly responded.

"I've got their accounts on my head." Seeing that the faces of the few people in front of him were angry, Li Ang took out a gold baht and threw it to the boss.

"Thank you, Childe." Hearing that he didn't have to spend money, those people who had originally elongated their faces suddenly smiled.

"Childe, I can't find so much money, do you have any change?" The owner of the steamed bun shop took the golden baht and said to Li Ang.

"I don't have any change on me, so I don't have to look for more." Li Ang looked at the sneering boss and frowned, he didn't like this kind of philistine very much.

"Thank you, Childe, for the tip." The boss shouted loudly and was about to go get the buns. Suddenly, a dirty and thin hand stretched out from the crowd, rushing to grab the bun on the cage drawer.

The owner of the bun shop, a stocky middle-aged man, let out a loud shout and grabbed the dirty hand. Looking at the steamed buns again, several of them have been printed with black finger prints. The boss suddenly became furious, dragged hard, and dragged out a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little beggar out, he raised his hand and slapped him, and scolded in his mouth: "You little guy! Let's steal buns again, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you today! As he spoke, he punched the little beggar in the face.

The little beggar was unkempt, dressed in a knee-length robe, and shivered in the cold wind. He was caught by the boss with his right hand, and he had to use his left hand to fend off his fist, and his body kept dodging. The owner of the bun shop punched several punches, and couldn't help but be more annoyed, and when he lifted a kick, he kicked the little beggar, and if this kick hit, at least the little beggar would have to live half a life.

Li Ang couldn't stand it anymore, so he slammed away the crowd, and reached the bottom of the boss's door in three steps, slamming his shoulder lightly. The boss's right foot had already flown up, and after eating this bump, he was still standing firmly, and suddenly the whole person fell outward. Li Ang stepped sideways, supported the boss's body with his left hand, looked at the steamed buns and said, "I bought all these buns, you let him go!" ”

The boss stabilized his body, stunned, but still grabbed the little beggar's hand and didn't let go, he said angrily to Li Ang, "Childe, don't you know, this little guy has come to steal my buns every day these days, my small business, how can I afford him to steal, I have to break this little guy's dog paws today?" ”

The boss was a little guy, and Li Ang couldn't help frowning when he heard it, when he was a child, after his mother died, he also wandered and begged on the street, and he knew the bitterness.

The little beggar was also fierce, refused to be insulted, raised his head, showed a pair of blue and black eyes, and scolded the boss, "You are the guy, old guy." ”

The boss was scolded so angrily that he raised his hand to hit him again, but Li Ang grabbed his wrist with one hand and said coldly, "Businessman, make money with kindness." After saying that, he separated the boss from the little beggar, and said softly to the little beggar, "Remember, don't steal anything in the future." As he spoke, he took the steamed bun and stuffed it into his arms, "Let's eat these!" ”

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, looking at the whole basket of buns in his arms, and couldn't believe it for a while, he had no father or mother since he was a child, and he lived by begging, but what he could get was either white eyes or spittle, and it was extremely difficult to get a mouthful of cold rice leftovers. Out of helplessness, he went to steal something to eat, every time he was caught, he was punched and kicked, and no one whispered to him, but the man in front of him in an old shirt stood up for him and gave him a basket of fresh meat! And told him not to steal anything in the future!

The little beggar lifted his scarred face, and in the eyes that he tried to hold back, tears still fell, he suddenly bent his knees, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Li Ang, picked up the steamed buns, squeezed out of the crowd, and ran away, which made Li Anglen stunned.

After taking the bun with Trist, Leon was also in no mood, walked out of the crowd, and after only a few bites, he didn't want to eat it anymore.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Li Ang and Triste's faces were not good, King Qiling couldn't help frowning.

"Nothing?" Li Ang smiled reluctantly, and after distributing the other buns to those wind chime guards, he said to King Qiling and Xue Yi, "Where do you live, I'll give you a ride." ”

"We live in the inn." King Qiling was stunned for a moment, replied, and then asked, "What about you?" ”

"Station, we're living together!" Li Ang muttered to himself, and then looked at King Qiling, "Are you going somewhere?" ”

"Yiren, do you still want to shop?" King Qiling looked at Xue Yiren beside him.

"I'm a little tired, let's go back!" Xue Yiren looked at King Qi Ling and Li Ang, and said softly.

A few people turned around and walked towards the north of the city, no one spoke along the way, Li Ang lowered his head, but what he thought about was the little beggar, that child reminded him of himself when he was a child, he had also wandered and begged, if it weren't for the encounter...

Just as Li Ang was recalling the past, a thin and timid voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Childe! Son! ”

Li Ang looked back, only to see that it was the little beggar in front of the bun shop, dragging two broken shoes, running out of breath until Li Ang came to him, his little face was white from the cold, his lips were purple and blue, he suddenly knelt on the ground, gasping and said to Li Ang, "Childe, please save my sister." As he spoke, he kowtowed.

Li Ang pulled up the little beggar, "What's wrong with your sister?" As he spoke, he turned his head and said to Trist, "I'll go with him to have a look, you go back with His Highness first, and tell Boss Feng that I may go back later." ”

"Well, I'll look for you in the evening." Seeing that Li Ang said resolutely, King Qiling nodded and left with Trist.

Li Ang couldn't help but shake his head when he saw King Qiling's hesitant eyes when he left, he saw that the Uighur princess Xue Yiren was very attached to King Qiling, so he didn't want to disturb the two of them for his business.

Li Ang took the little beggar's dirty little hand and asked as he walked, "What is your name, and do you have any relatives at home?" ”

"I don't have a name, and since I've been sensible, I've been begging with people." The little beggar replied in a low voice, burying his head in, growing so big, it was the first time that someone did not dislike him, willing to hold his always dirty hand, walking beside Li Ang, he only felt a very warm feeling.

Holding the little beggar, Li Ang suddenly noticed the trembling coming from the little hand, he stopped, looked at the little beggar who was blue and shivering, took off his robe, and threw it on the little beggar.

The little beggar wanted to get out of the way, he was afraid of soiling Li Ang's robe, but in the end the robe was still wrapped around him, Li Ang picked up the little beggar and smiled at him, "You tell me how to go." Pointing to the road, the little beggar curled up in Li Ang's arms, hugged tightly, and a feeling of happiness that he had never felt before spread in his heart.

But in a moment, Leon came to a dilapidated tiled house, the smell of cold and mildew was everywhere, and in the straw pile, a little girl who was no more than five or six years old was lying down, her eyes closed, her chest heaving, panting uncomfortably, Leon put down the little beggar in his arms, squatted down, and put it on her forehead, and there was a hot burning heat at the tentacles.

Leon asked the little beggar to hug the little girl, wrapped the two of them in his robes, and said to the little beggar, "Where is the nearest medical hall, tell me?" The little beggar hugged his sister, his eyes full of melancholy, he looked at Leon quietly and pointed into the distance.

Leon hugged the two children tightly, rushed out like the wind, and ran to the medical hall in the distance. Listening to the whistling wind in his ears, the little beggar looked up at his somewhat blurred face in the backlight, lowered his head, and hugged his sister tightly.

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