As for the last thing the dog boy said was that he was going to find someone to come back and seek revenge, and smashed the noodle stall owner's shop and signboard, this really didn't happen.

It's not that this little ghost is kind-hearted and can't bear to bully such a pair of father and son who depend on each other, but not long after he left, something happened in his family, and he no longer had the capital and confidence to make trouble before.

As soon as the young master Su, who had always been majestic and majestic, but was constantly deflated today, returned to the city, he immediately met a group of eleven or twelve-year-old children, and the person headed by him was his usual rival Xu family's little son.

At this time, yes, today Young Master Su had already made an appointment to duel with this little prince Xu in the city, and each of them pulled a group of dignitaries to end the grievances and hatreds between the two for many years in this duel.

"Xu Fei, you, what are you trying to do?!" Of course, Master Su knew what this Xu Fei gang was trying to do, but his little followers had all disappeared because of what had just happened, and it was really impossible for him to deal with so many people by himself, because he was afraid, he became a little stammering when he spoke.

"What do you say I'm going to do, didn't you, Young Master Su, ask knowingly?

Oh, no, the Su family is over, and you are no longer a young master Su. ”

Smiling proudly, Xu Fei mocked, waved his hand, and signaled the attendant behind him to start beating the boy with the dog, cold and ruthless:

"Hit me, hit!"

"You are talking nonsense, Xu Fei, you little pimp full of lies..."

Without waiting for this Young Master Su to say a few words, Xu Fei's people swarmed up and beat him his head and face, so painful that he screamed, and it didn't take long for him to beg for mercy directly:

"Ah, ah, no, don't!"

...

"Take his dog back to me!" After beating Master Su, Xu Fei instructed his subordinates, and the group happily returned home.

Looking at Xu Fei's figure as he gradually moved away, this Young Master Su was full of resentment, and whispered to himself, not even daring to say a word, for fear that they would turn around and beat him again, and said:

"A good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, Xu Fei, you wait for me, and when I go back to my house to find someone, I will definitely want you to look good;

If you want to steal my dog, I've got to let you know that other people's stuff isn't so easy to take!"

...

Young Master Su was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, limping, and his appearance was somewhat funny, just like a beggar who asked for food, even more unbearable than the previous Feng Sheng, which attracted a lot of attention, walked for a long time, and saw a familiar figure - his own mother, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said in tears:

"My dear mother, it's really precious that you can come out.

Forget it, these are not the point, the key issue now is that you hurry up and gather people, I will definitely clean up the slut of the Xu family, as well as a few ants, and the most important thing is to take my Xiaoduo (black dog) back..."

For the earth-shattering changes that have taken place in the outside world, this Young Master Su is completely unknown, or is he as pampered and arrogant as ever, commanding people, even his biological parents.

"Cong, Cong'er, I have bad news for my mother to tell you, our Su family is finished..."Young Master Su's mother said in a restrained manner.

I spoil him too much on weekdays, and as an elder, I feel a little afraid, and such a heavy blow, I am afraid that he will not be able to accept it for a while, but he has to say it.

can't hide it, but such a small child has to accept such pain, and the woman's heart is suddenly full of guilt:

He was just a child, so why did he have to endure such pain and suffering?

This society is too cruel, too unfair, too dark, how can such a well-behaved, obedient, and sensible baby not suffer so much?

Shouldn't the future masters of the world be cared for and thrive in a world full of sweet words and love?

It's cruel!

It's really cruel!

"What do you mean that our Su family is finished?" Young Master Su was dumbfounded, stunned for a moment, and couldn't accept this result at all.

"The Su family is gone, you will no longer be the eldest young master of the Su family in the future, we will become inferior to the beggars begging on the street...", the woman also sobbed, wanting to hug the child tightly, but was pushed away by the other party:

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I want my fur fur, I want my white marble bed, I want to eat lobster and abalone, delicacies from the mountains and seas, I want my pure-blooded black dog..."

Crying, Young Master Su ran in the direction of the most magnificent and exquisite building in the city, that is, his home.

"It's all fake, it's fake! After you go back, after you go back..."

...

To get back to the point, on the side of our protagonist Feng Sheng, although Feng Sheng and others were rescued by the little boy, but after such a series of tosses, the person still fainted briefly.

When he woke up, he opened his sleepy eyes, and his eyes were a little blurry:

Turning his head slightly and glancing around, he set up a large brazier in a small scaffolding that was simply spread out, although it still couldn't completely make him resist the cold of this winter, but it also warmed up a lot, and Feng Sheng's cold and stiff hands and feet began to slowly regain their vitality little by little.

Feng Sheng looked at the little boy who kindly rescued himself:

But eight or nine years old, the same thinning hair is a little waxy yellow, not tall, the person looks very thin, looks very ordinary and ordinary, and can even be said to be ugly, the most obvious is the protruding big bucktooth front teeth, and there is a missing one.

However, the little boy is beautiful or ugly, these are not any feelings for Feng Sheng now, his heart is full of gratitude to him, and he feels that this is the most beautiful face in the world.

"Grandpa, are you awake?" Seeing that Feng Sheng's body moved, the person slowly sat up, and the little boy who came back from the stall with a large washbasin and a basin full of steaming hot water hurriedly asked softly.

“...”

Feng Sheng was silent, in a daze, dazed and confused, and his eyes were scattered.

"I'll get some hot water, old man, soak your hands and feet first, warm up, and I'll get you something to eat later." The little boy said, not caring too much about his reaction.

The hot water was placed next to Feng Sheng, and he didn't see any movement, so the little boy took him to his feet and washed the ice and snow on his feet.

"Grandpa, where are you from, where are you from, what is your name, and where are you going?..." In this free time for Feng Sheng's feet, the little boy asked about Feng Sheng's situation with concern.

For these questions, Feng Sheng seemed to understand what it meant, these things were not just asked by the kind little boy in front of him, but if Feng Sheng wanted to answer them himself, he didn't know an answer, so he shook his head.

When the little boy asked where Feng Sheng was going, Feng Sheng was able to blurt out this question immediately, as if it was engraved in his bones, that is, all his wisdom was lost, and he could still clearly remember that he was going north, more profound than a pious believer on pilgrimage, more profound than a greedy gold digger, and said hesitantly:

"Go, go north!"

As he spoke, Feng Sheng stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction at random, that is, the direction of the north that he knew.

"North?"

Feng Sheng spoke very slightly, and there was a very strong southern accent in his words, and he was not very clear in his current state, the little boy he couldn't hear it clearly, and confirmed that this was indeed the case, and carefully looked at Feng Sheng's whole body, and slowly reminded:

"To the north, it's much colder than this, and you can't go north in this dress.

Well, I'll look for it later and see if there's any clothes for you..."

After soaking his feet for a long time, the water has become much warmer, and Feng Sheng's frozen red and swollen hands and feet are also a little bloody, the little boy carefully wiped his hands and feet for Feng Sheng with a dry towel, leaving him alone to bake the fire by the brazier, and go to work by himself.

"Daddy, I'll give this old man a bowl of noodles. ”

Before the little boy came out, the immature voice had already come out of the front of the stall, but the stall owner sounded a little unhappy and helpless, and it was not easy to complain about something:

"Hey, wasted another bowl of my noodles!"

muttered quietly, the noodle stall owner didn't explicitly refuse anything, so he gave the noodles to Feng Sheng in the back shed with his son's heart.

The hot pasta was served in front of Feng Sheng, not only was the bowl much larger than the others in the store, but the portion was also very large, and a full layer of fragrant meat was placed on it.

After being hungry for a long time, Feng Sheng, who even felt that the steamed buns that were thrown on the ground were delicious in the world, swallowed his saliva, and was about to grab his noodles and send them to his mouth with one hand, but was stopped by the little boy:

"Grandpa, it's not like this to eat directly, you have to use chopsticks to clip it. ”

As he spoke, seeing Feng Sheng's blank expression that he didn't know what these two bamboos were and what they were for, the little boy scolded himself for his sloppiness, and put his little hand on Feng Sheng's pair of dry and cracked, wrinkled old hands, and taught him how to use chopsticks:

"Grandpa, let me teach you, that's how chopsticks are used..."

The patient little boy taught Feng Sheng that he gently picked up the noodles with chopsticks and sent them to his mouth, and when he brought his own, it was a little better, but when Feng Sheng operated independently, it changed again:

Seeing that he squeezed the two chopsticks tightly with both hands, he picked up the noodles in the bowl like a spoon, but of course, when the noodles that were finally picked up rose to his mouth and were about to be sent to his mouth, a cigarette fell back into the bowl, splashing the soup on the faces and bodies of the two people.

After many attempts, Feng Sheng didn't change much, the little boy simply did it himself, picked up the slippery noodles with chopsticks, and fed Feng Sheng little by little.

"Eat slowly, slow down, don't be in a hurry, there are many more, you can add more after eating..."The little boy kept reminding Feng Sheng to eat slowly.

Feng Sheng, who was really hungry, also lost a little Sven, and the noodles that were fed to his mouth were sucked up at once.

"Don't just eat noodles, drink some soup, this soup has been boiled with bones for a long time, it is very nutritious, and it will be great for your body to recover. ”

As he spoke, the little boy used his white and tender hands to hold the big bowl that did not match it to Feng Sheng's mouth.

I didn't know what it meant for a while, but Feng Sheng immediately knew what to do when he saw the little boy's movements, and he snorted a lot with his mouth and drank a lot of soup to his stomach.

Feng Sheng's loud voice of the soup, is this soup really delicious, so he loves it so much, or something else, it is estimated that there will be no answer to this point.

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