The little beggar ran all the way out of Lijiazhuang with the pastries Lan Yunjin gave him. I ran for about half a mile before I stopped.

I touched the pastry in my arms, but it didn't fall off a piece. The surrounding vegetation was very dense, and the little beggar looked around but did not see a human figure.

The little beggar was a little scared, was Daddy caught by those bad guys? If he gets caught by the villains, then Daddy will definitely be beaten again, and Daddy will be killed.

The little beggar continued to search, a hoarse cry coming out of his throat. The sun grew more and more poisonous, as if it were a fire, and the little beggar lay down in a puddle by the side of the road to drink.

Grunt, still hungry after drinking water, and the pastry has broken several pieces.

The little beggar looked at the pastry and swallowed, took a little crumb of the pastry and put it in his mouth, wrapped the pastry in his arms and continued to look for his father.

After searching three or four times, he still couldn't find his father, and the little beggar had no strength to look for it, so he collapsed in the haystack and cried with a whimpering pastry.

It was a terrible sound, like a dying crow quacking.

The little beggar thought that Daddy must have been captured by those bad guys, and those bad guys would definitely beat Daddy to death. What should I do, my mother died, my sister died, my brother died, and now my father is dying.

Everyone in the family is dead, and he has no relatives anymore.

The little beggar stuffed all the pastries into his mouth, and his mouth was bulging, and he would be very happy if he could have eaten so many mung bean cakes before.

But now the mung bean cake in his mouth seems to taste the same as the old bark, and the little beggar doesn't know where he is going next, he has no relatives and no home.

It seems that he can go anywhere, but everywhere will drive him out.

The pomp and circumstance of Lijiazhuang is really big, and thousands of catties of good wine can be smelled half a mile away.

The little beggar's throat is dumb, and he has been dumb for almost two years, and in the past two years the little beggar's nose has become particularly smart.

The little beggar knew that it was the taste of wine, and his father used to like to drink. And he never uses a bowl, he just takes the jar and pours it into his mouth. Daddy said that it was refreshing to drink and tasteful when drinking.

The little beggar seemed to have some strength in him, so he got up from the grass, and his feet were as heavy as lead. But he still has to go, he has to go.

Lijiazhuang is rich and wealthy to do happy events, there will definitely be a lot of leftovers, there are already many beggars squatting in Lijiazhuang to guard, but they don't dare to let people see it for fear of beating.

He had to live, and his father would touch his head every night and tell him to live.

What are you doing alive? He didn't know that maybe his father knew, so he had to live.

Before the banquet was over, Lijiazhuang's subordinates brought out several leftovers from the door.

"Take it and eat it, stinky beggar." The servant covered his nose and left, and the beggars rushed over with their eyes shining.

The little beggar was squeezed out again, so he took two steamed buns.

It was getting late, and the guests were leaving, and the little beggar felt that he had gained a lot of steamed buns, half-bitten longevity peaches, and a chicken leg.

The beggars were so red-eyed that they drove him away. If only Daddy were still around, then they could all have a full meal.

The little beggar was lying in the corner of the wall eating steamed buns while watching Li Ji send off guests, the clothes and jewelry worn by those people were so beautiful, and a pair of shoes on their feet could make the little beggar eat for a month.

"Won't Aunt Zhu stay a little longer and say a few words to my mother?"

Mrs. Zhu said: "It's almost dark, Xiaodi is afraid that he must be hugged by his father at night before he is willing to sleep." ”

In fact, now Lan Yunjin is a little drowsy, covering her mouth and yawning.

Li Ji felt that this little girl was very cute, and gently pulled Lan Yunjin's little hand.

"Then aunt go back quickly, Sister Xiaodi must be missing her father."

Mrs. Zhu took her daughter and got into the carriage, Zhu Danfeng took a step behind and put her shoulder on Li Ji's shoulder: "How about I take you to Wanhualou tomorrow?" ”

Li Ji said shyly: "I still don't want it, Second Brother Zhu." If my father knew about it, he would definitely have to serve the family. ”

Zhu Danfeng skimmed: "I'm so timid, I think when I was happy in Wanhualou." My dad came to me with a knife and I didn't even blink an eye. ”

This was a few years ago, when Zhu Danfeng was nostalgic for the land of fireworks every day, and Master Zhu carried a kitchen knife to lift people out of the women's pile.

Li Ji said: "How can I compare with the second brother, I will invite the second brother to drink another day." ”

The little beggar always sees everything in his eyes, Zhu Danfeng got into the carriage, and the little beggar came far to follow.

Zhu Danfeng opened the curtain, and many big girls waved to him and threw handkerchiefs at him. Inadvertently, Zhu Danfeng saw a little beggar who had been behind his carriage, as if he had just followed him when he came out of Lijiazhuang.

"It's weird."

Mrs. Bamboo said, "What's strange, haven't you always been like this when you go out?" I don't even have to look to know how many girls are waving to you. ”

Zhu Danfeng scratched his head embarrassedly: "No, I feel as if there is a little beggar who has been following behind our carriage." ”

"Oh, follow our carriage?" Lan Yunjin was already asleep, and Mrs. Zhu patted her back slowly.

Zhu Danfeng glanced outside again: "It's still there, just a little beggar." looks like he is six or seven years old, and he followed him when he left Lijiazhuang just now. ”

Mrs. Zhu looked at her young daughter in her arms and said, "It's okay, let him follow." What can a child do, if he comes home after a while, give him a little food and give your sister a blessing. ”

Zhu Danfeng smiled and said, "Okay, just do what my mother said." You've been hugging me for a long time, so give me a hug for my sister. ”

Mrs. Zhu handed Lan Yunjin to Zhu Danfeng: "You be careful, slow down." ”

The little beggar really followed the bamboo family, and looked at the gate of the bamboo family from a distance without hurrying closer.

Zhu Danfeng saw it and ordered the man guarding the door: "There is a little beggar over there, you go to the kitchen and get a few buns for him." ”

The bamboo family has always been kind and charitable, and it is common to build a shed to give porridge, and people are used to it.

Mrs. Zhu put Lan Yunjin on the bed and gently fanned Lan Yunjin, and Master Zhu came in.

Master Zhu was about to speak, but Mrs. Zhu raised her hand and motioned to go out. Yahuan took the fan, and Mrs. Zhu helped Master Zhu out

"Is my daughter asleep?"

Mrs. Bamboo said, "Sleep, it's all right." How happened to the guy you saved on the side of the road today? ”

Master Zhu sighed: "The world is difficult, I have been rescued, and I have been hungry for two days and there are still many knife wounds and sword wounds on my body." ”

When she heard the knife wound, Mrs. Zhu was a little scared: "Who the hell is this, why does a beggar have a knife wound and a sword wound?" ”

Master Zhu also felt that the beggar was not simple, and it was not good to cause trouble because of saving people.

"When he woke up, I was asking him. If it's not suitable, give him some money and let him go, and we'll help him more if we can. ”

Mrs. Zhu said: "That's the truth, everything is up to the master." ”

The descendants of the bamboo family walked towards Xiao Hanako with a plate of buns, and Xiao Hanako squatted on the ground and held her head.

"Our young master sees that you are pitiful, so let's reward you for eating." The servant put the plate in front of Xiao Yuhua.

The fragrance of the buns penetrated into the nostrils of the little Hanako, and it was so fragrant and delicious.

Xiao Yaohua raised his head and picked up the steaming steamed buns, touched the steamed buns with trembling hands and looked at the door of the bamboo family, and suddenly cried.

"By the way, today there is a little named Hanako who has followed us from Lijiazhuang to the door of our house."

"Follow all the way from Lijiazhuang? That beggar I rescued from outside this Li Jiazhuang, could the two of them have anything to do with it? ”

Mrs. Zhu didn't believe it: "Where is there such a coincidence?" ”

"It's no coincidence that there is no book, I'll ask someone to bring the little beggar to take a look, and Madame will go back to the room to rest first."

Master Zhu asked someone to bring the little beggar back, and the little beggar lowered his head and looked very frightened.

The subordinate brought the little beggar to the bamboo master, and the little beggar kowtowed vigorously when he saw the bamboo master, which frightened the bamboo master.

"Little brother, hurry up, hurry up, the old man can't stand it."

The subordinate helped the little beggar up, and Master Zhu asked, "Little brother, is there anyone else in your family?" ”

The little beggar couldn't speak, but shook his head vigorously.

Master Bamboo: "You come with me." ”

Master Zhu led the little beggar to the room of the person he rescued, and the little beggar originally lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it, but Master Zhu asked again and again to raise his head.

As soon as the little beggar looked up and saw his father lying on the bed, the little beggar immediately fell on his father's body, shaking his mouth violently and opening wide, trying to wake people up.

It took a lot of effort for the people to pull the little beggar off his father's body, and the little beggar had tears in his nose and kept whimpering and saying something.

When Master Zhu saw this situation, he knew that he had not guessed wrong, and he was very happy.

"Little brother, don't worry, your father is just fainting from hunger, I'll see the doctor and it's fine."

The little beggar looked at his father on the bed and then at the bamboo master, and kowtowed to the bamboo master.

"Don't snort, little brother, get up."

"Little brother, your father is dizzy now, you can stay at my house first, and then leave when your father wakes up."

The little beggar understood what Master Zhu meant and nodded, and the little beggar walked to the bed and took his father's hand and wanted to wait for his father to wake up.

The servant and the little beggar talked many times to take him to the bath and change clothes, and the little beggar understood, and kowtowed again.

After taking a bath and washing off the mud, the little beggar's original appearance was revealed. There is only a handful of bones left in the skinny one, and it is not black.

At night, the little beggar refused to leave his father to sleep in another guest room, and Master Zhu did not force the little beggar to make a bunk in the room.

Seeing the quilt, the little beggar knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.

Lying in the quilt, the little beggar felt as if he was floating on the clouds, and there used to be such quilts at home. But then the quilt was burned along with the house, and everything was burned. Mother, sister, brother, all burned.

The little beggar wanted to cry again, but he was afraid that the tears from his crying would wet and stain the quilt, and the clothes on his body would be new and could not be soiled.

I tried to hold back my tears, but fortunately soon the little beggar fell asleep.