Yue Shaoan looked at the pitiful appearance of the two in surprise, and couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Immediately, he didn't have a penny all over his body, so he could only shake his head, although he had the heart to help others, he was powerless to do it.

I still rely on coaxing and deception to get my own food, and I have money for others.

Looking at the remaining half of the steamed bun in his hand, Yue Shaoan bit his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and said: "Uncle, I understand what you said, and I am also in the same situation as you, and now I am also shy." ”

As he spoke, he handed the half steamed bun in his hand forward, and said sincerely: "I only have this half of the steamed bun left here, although it is a drop in the bucket, but it is better than nothing, uncle, you accept it, suppress the hunger first!" ”

Looking at the generous son-in-law, the middle-aged man's face was full of helplessness, the corners of his mouth curled, he glanced at Yue Shaoan lightly, shook his head slightly, and did not speak. After that, he turned to look at the woman, as if asking for her opinion.

Behind him, the woman who was still full of grief just now, and wanted to drown Yue Shao'an with tears in her eyes, looked at the half steamed bun in his hand at this time, and after carefully looking at him a few times, her face instantly turned colored.

changed his previous expression of grievance and grief, and the "water" gushing out seemed to be instantly retracted, and he pouted instead. A pair of beautiful eyes with tear stains were full of disdain, and he snorted coldly in his nostrils: "Let's go, looking at the loud clothes, I didn't expect it to be a poor ghost, wasting the old lady's expression in vain!" ”

These two people are not a good type, the two of them have done all kinds of bad things, and they have done all kinds of bad things, and they have been wandering around, looking for rich people to start, either robbing or defrauding. Today, seeing Yue Shaoan's bright clothes, he thought he was the son of a rich family, so he wanted to make another profit, but he was not easy to rob in the town, so he stepped forward and used deception. That knew that Yue Shao'an was penniless, and the clothes on his body were still bought for him before the young lady separated, if nothing else, their judgment was also correct, but the young lady was in a melancholy mood when she left, but she forgot to leave Yue Shao'an with silver taels, which made them pounce.

The woman beckoned to the middle-aged man, turned and left.

Yue Shao'an opened his mouth in surprise, but he didn't expect that the two people who seemed to be kind were actually two liars, and the half steamed bun in his hand stopped there, and before he could take it back, he suddenly heard "Ouch!" With a bang, an elderly woman was knocked to the ground by the woman.

The old man threw himself in front of him, the basket he was carrying fell out of the way, the persimmons in the basket rolled down to the ground, and a pair of dry palms were rubbed out of blood by the rubble on the ground, but he didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly went to collect the fallen persimmons, his eyes were full of distress.

"Phew! What a fucking bad luck today! The woman spat a mouthful, looked at the placket of her clothes stained with persimmon juice, and scolded fiercely: "Old immortal, you don't have eyes? ”

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry......" The old man muttered an apology in fear, still collecting persimmons all over the ground.

"Smack!" The woman looked at the placket of her clothes, and then looked at the old man, the more angry she became, and with a fierce kick she smashed a persimmon in front of her, and the juice splashed in all directions, spraying the old man's body, and the cherry red was abnormal, like blood.

The old man's whole body tightened, and a pair of eyes were fixed on the trampled persimmon, but he didn't care about the juice all over his body. The woman didn't realize it, she still trampled on the persimmons scattered around, and scolded and said, "Don't want to leave if you don't pay for the old lady's clothes today!" ”

The old man's body couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly knelt down and climbed a few steps, rushed forward, hugged the woman's feet and said, "Please, don't step on it, this is what I picked in the mountains, my son is tired and sick for me, and he has no money to buy him medicine, these persimmons are for him to eat...... Please, don't step on ......," he said, his dry face trembling in pain, the wrinkles on his face were more like those carved by a knife, deeper and deeper, and his eyes were already soaked with tears.

"Fuck off! Don't stain my mother's clothes again. Play this with me, I'm sorry, my mother has acted in more plays than you've ever seen, pretend to be pitiful, right? As he spoke, he kicked out suddenly, the old man screamed and rolled out, crushed a few persimmons under his body, the juice was all over his body, his knees hit the ground, his pants were torn a big hole, and he was bright red inside, and he couldn't tell whether it was the juice of persimmons or the blood of the old man.

The old man groaned, and reached for the few persimmons that were still in good condition, but he couldn't stand up after standing several times, apparently with a wound in the leg.

This place is in the middle of nowhere, there are few passers-by, and occasionally a few passers-by are stared at by the middle-aged man viciously, and they all leave in a hurry.

Yue Shaoan looked at the old man in front of him, and felt a sharp pain in his heart, when he was young, his mother also lived like this, and she endured hardships in order to provide for her own study, and she suffered from the eyes of others.

Once, Yue Shao'an, who was more than ten years old, waited for his mother to come back in front of the door, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see anyone, so he looked out, but saw his mother trying her best to explain something at the mouth of an alley.

A man on the opposite side was pointing at his "BMW" sedan and scolding, and his mother limped and apologized, but in exchange for a hard slap. The young Yue Shao'an was furious, grabbed a stone and threw it at the man, but his mother and he were beaten severely by several people who rushed from behind, if the man didn't dare to make a big fuss, he would have died that day. In the end, the mother and son, covered in blood, returned home with difficulty.

Yue Shaoan swore at that time that he would not let his mother suffer the slightest grievance, but many years later, when he smashed the man's limbs and five ribs with the bicycle that was crushed by the car, his mother had already left, and he could not see this scene anymore.

This has always been a pain in his heart, and when he saw the old man in front of him today, and thought of his mother, his eyes were unconsciously slightly moist.

Yue Shaoan hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man up and said, "Old man, are you okay?" ”

The old man was startled at first, and then after seeing Yue Shao'an's concerned eyes, he cast a grateful gaze back, and said again and again: "Gong, Gongzi, dirty!" I'm dirty! Don't stain your clothes. ”

The old man's voice was not beautiful, but a little hoarse, and he stammered slightly because of excitement, but this simple and emotional language was extremely moved in Yue Shaoan's ears, and it was not a taste to turn over and over in his heart, Yue Shaoan smiled reluctantly and said: "Old man, it's okay." I was also born into a poor family, and I was used to being dirty since I was a child, and if it was too clean, I was a little unaccustomed to it. ”

"Thank you, thank you, thank you-" The old man listened to Yue Shao'an's words, his lips trembled for a long time, and he only said a word of thanks, but the tears in his eyes had already blurred his vision, the son in front of him was brightly dressed, it looked like a child from a poor family, but his eyes were sincere and not pretentious, and every sentence came from sincerity, so that the old man's cold mood gradually warmed up, and he reached out to wipe the tears that slipped into the wrinkles and murmured: "Childe, good man, good man-"

"Phew-" The woman glanced at the old man and Yue Shaoan with disdain, spat again, and said, "Two poor ghosts, they can't lose the money, waste the old lady's time, Xianggong, let's go!" After that, the willow waist swayed, and walked slowly, the round buttocks were straight, slightly twisted, and a beautiful face looked dazzling under the eyes, especially the tall and erect nose and a pair of thin and pink ears, which were even more good-looking, and the whole life was beautiful and handsome, but the heart was so good.

Although Yue Shaoan said that he was also a wolf man, he didn't have the slightest interest in facing the woman in front of him, even if she was ten or a hundred times more beautiful, and he only had disgust in his heart for such a woman.

The middle-aged man nodded, walked behind the woman, strode away, and crushed a persimmon under his feet, as if unintentionally, and as if intentionally picking his toes, the broken persimmon under his feet scattered to Yue Shaoan and the old man.

The juice splashed, and the old man hurriedly stopped Yue Shao'an behind him, for fear of soiling his clothes, but he had a wound on his leg, and just stood up, but because of a pain in his leg, he fell to the ground again.