Chapter 022 I bear the loss

Yuqing turned around and saw a ragged young man of her age running wildly with a few snow-white steamed buns in his arms.

The young man was still holding a steamed bun in one hand and desperately stuffed it into his mouth.

I ate too quickly, and I was running, and my eyes were about to pop out, and I looked very pitiful.

The young man didn't run far before he was caught up by the owner of the steamed bun shop behind, and he beat him with the stick in his hand: "Lao Tzu told you to steal steamed buns, and Lao Tzu beat you to death this thief who stole steamed buns!" ”

The young man was beaten and screamed again and again, and kept rolling on the ground, but he clung to the steamed bun in his arms and did not let go.

Although Yu Qing felt that the thief should be beaten, he would definitely die if he continued to fight like this.

The sin of a thief is not punishable by death.

But she has always been wise to protect herself and afraid of getting into trouble, so although she couldn't bear it, she didn't have much to do.

But Yujie is a child, simple and kind, pulling her skirt and begging: "Fourth...... Sister...... Brother, can you save him? ”

Seeing Yuqing's hesitation, Xiao Yujie ran over and said to the owner of the steamed bun shop: "Uncle, my fourth brother has money, let my fourth brother help this little brother pay the money, don't beat him again, okay?" ”

This little guy, when her fourth brother opened a bank?

Yuqing had no choice but to walk over and say, "Uncle, let him go, I will bear your losses." ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop stopped when he heard this, his face was still angry, and he said to her: "This little boy, you saved him kindly, next time he will come to steal, it is not the first time he has stolen my steamed buns." ”

Yuqing just wanted to solve the matter as soon as possible, and said calmly: "Yes, yes, I know, how much do I have to pay you in total?" ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop seemed to be a responsible person, pinching his fingers and calculating the accounts: "This guy has stolen our steamed buns a total of seven times, and he has to steal at least five each time."

is calculated according to five, one steamed bun is two cents, a total of ......"

Yu Qing had already calculated in her heart: "A total of seventy yuan." As he spoke, he took out a large handful of copper from his body and counted seventy wen to the owner of the steamed bun shop.

The owner of the steamed bun shop took the copper, a little embarrassed, and blushed slightly to defend himself: "I'm not the kind of person who is ruthless.

It's just that my small business is not easy, there are more than a dozen mouths behind my back to eat, this kid steals every once in a while, who can stand it.

Before he came to steal, I just scolded him, and never hit him.

This time he came to steal, just in time for my old father to be sick, and he couldn't afford to treat his old man, so he was so anxious that he beat him. ”

With that, he sighed and turned to walk towards his shop, obviously with nothing on his shoulders, but each step was as heavy as a load.

Yuqing touched the broken silver and copper in her sleeve, chased after her, and stuffed a small piece of broken silver weighing four or five coins into the hand of the steamed bun shop owner.

The owner of the steamed bun shop had red circles in his eyes, and solemnly arched his hand to Yuqing: "Thank you, little boy~"

Yuqing had mixed feelings in her heart.

With such a little broken silver, I am afraid that he can only ask his father for a doctor and catch medicine once, but it is worth this middle-aged man who is so moved that he almost wants to cry.

It can only be said that the life of the people is too difficult!

Yuqing turned around with a heavy mood and saw the young man who stole the steamed buns holding the steamed buns, looking at her with tears in his eyes.

The two were separated by two or three feet in the scorching sun, and they looked at each other in pairs.

Yuqing didn't mean to blame him at all.

People are so hungry that they can't survive, so they will naturally take risks.

The young man suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to Yuqing a few times, and said in a foreign accent: "The great kindness and great virtue of the son are unforgettable."

Please leave your name and address, and when the little one sends steamed buns to my mother, I will come to find my son, and from then on I will make cattle and horses for my son! ”

Yuqing helped him purely out of necessity, and never thought of letting the young man repay him, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, you should hurry up and see your mother." ”

The young man kowtowed again, then stood up, and said with a firm gaze: "Childe refuses to tell the name and address of the little one, even if the little one searches through the entire Nanping County, he must find the son and repay the childe!" With that, he turned around and ran.

Shen Zhaohan, who was standing not far away, witnessed everything that happened just now, and deeply blamed himself for misunderstanding Yuqing.

Yuqing would buy a house in real society, but in ancient times, she didn't know anything about the process of buying a house.

After thinking about it, I went to the Weiyuan dart game.

This kind of person who runs the rivers and lakes, the underworld and the white road are all in the wilderness, if she gets their help, she will not be fooled.

Seeing Yuqing dressed in a man's outfit, the head of the dart said with a smile: "You look as handsome as a fairy, if you are really a little Langjun, I don't know how many little ladies will be fascinated." ”

Yu Qing smiled and explained her intentions.

Seeing that she was in a hurry to get a house, the chief dart head frowned and said, "Where can I buy a good house in a hurry?" Even if you can buy it, the price will certainly not be cheap. ”

After pondering for a moment, he said, "I think it's better to rent a house first, and then I'll slowly help you find a suitable house, do you think?" ”

Yuqing nodded and thanked him: "There is Uncle Lao's darthead, that ...... How much commission? ”

The head of the dart gave her a blank look: "In your eyes, am I falling into the eye of money and can't climb out?" I'll still charge you a commission for this little thing? ”

Although the head of the dart only dealt with Yuqing twice, this kid was refreshing to Qian and left a good impression on him.

So he was willing to do her a little favor.

Yuqing knows that people who run the rivers and lakes are righteous, as long as they are right in his eyes, let alone help buy a house, even if they are willing to stick a knife in both sides.

So he thanked him and said goodbye with Yujie.

Before leaving, Yu Jie pulled a few grapes down in her hand and plucked up the courage to hand them to the chief dart.

Because of the perennial dart, the head of the dart is full of murderous energy, and his appearance is a little fierce, the children are afraid of him, and almost no children dare to get close to him.

Now a pink and beautiful little girl gave him grapes to eat, and he was quite surprised and asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?" Give me back the grapes? ”

Yujie said in a milky voice: "I'm afraid, but I know that you are a good person, so I want to give you grapes to eat." ”

The chief dart smiled, took her grapes and asked, "Why do you think I'm a good person?" ”

Yujie said: "You help us, you are a good person." ”

The head of the dart smiled and raised the grapes in his hand: "Thank you for the grapes." ”

Then I put a grape into my mouth, and I thought it was very sweet.

The two pseudo-brothers and sisters came out of the Weiyuan dart game, and Yuqing asked Yujie: "Why don't you eat grapes?" ”

Yu Jie said: "I've eaten it, take these back to my mother and sisters." ”

Yuqing touched her little head dotingly: "I saw that Mrs. Shen was going to give Mrs. Shen food, she helped us a lot." ”

Yu Jie nodded obediently.

On the way back, the two sisters walked and picked wicker grass with long leaves.

When the two sisters were about to walk to the mansion, the young man who stole steamed buns suddenly appeared in front of them, with a look of grief on his face.