Strangely, not only were there no faucets on the edge of the entire clearing, but there were no rubber water pipes. Maybe Wedel never bathed, but didn't he even take a sip of water?

Hai Ge was about to die, saliva could soften the bread stuffed in his throat, but he swallowed too quickly, the piece he bit into his mouth was too big, he couldn't wait to save himself with saliva, he was almost out of strength to breathe......

At this critical juncture, there is hope!

"Wow ~ sink! The bulging thing over there might be a sink! ”

It seemed that his life had been saved, and Hai Ge instantly turned into a gecko, and quickly crawled over with his hands and feet. His mind was blank, and he kept praying in his heart that it wasn't because it was too dark to missee the useless stone for a sink for the wolf to drink......

Fortunately, the only benefit of being in the wolf's den is that there is no myopia, the orphans have no opportunity to study, and they can't find books to read, as long as they can read and understand the performance schedule, the days of education are over. Hai Ge's eyesight can see things six meters away during the day, and it is not difficult to distinguish the target in front of him at night from a distance of three or four meters, so he can see that the thing is a sink, it must be a sink!

Thanks to the seven wolves, not only did they not drink a drop of the water left by Wedel, but there was still a lot left, enough to fill Haige. With the water, the mass of deadly bread was swallowed at once, and he rolled his eyes, his throat fluttered twice, and he inhaled greedily.

Finally relieved......

After drinking the water and returning to the clearing, Haige was no longer hungry. He picked up the rest of the bread, and this time he could savor the peculiar smell of wheat, so he tore it with his dirty hands and put it into his mouth, piece by piece. When his hand was empty, he was still reluctant to leave, and looked pitifully at the yellow light cast on the ground, and whispered to himself, "How nice it would be if I could also go into that room and sleep on the bed...... I don't think I've experienced what it's like to lie in a real bed for a long time......"

That night, Hai Ge curled up and slept by the wall of the old warehouse. He gathered a pile of straw and dead branches to make a nest, and burrowed into it like a cat, leaving only his head exposed. Until he fell asleep, the light in the old garage was not extinguished, and he thought in a daze, that the man was used to sleeping with the light on at night......

After all, it's winter, and no matter how hot it is during the day, it will be chilly at night. Hai Ge's hands and feet were cold, but his heart was very steady, and for more than a month, he really slept well.

In fact, this abandoned slum away from the city center is not safe, and further afield, there are untouched suburbs, and the nearby hills are also inaccessible, especially the small hills where wild wolves are entrenched. Wild wolves are terrifying, but Hai Ge always thinks that there are wandering artists living in the garage house, and since those wolves are his friends, he will not let them harm humans.

Hai Ge slept soundly until seven o'clock the next morning.

In fact, as early as three hours ago, the sun was high in the sky. As soon as it showed its face, it dispelled the cold of the night, and when Hai Ge opened his eyes, he found that not only was it not cold, but it was also sweating hotly. The reason why the exact time is known is that Wedel opened the roller shutter at some point, and was holding a small iron bucket with rusty skin, humming a little tune to fill the sink. Probably after he went out to "work", the wolves would come to look after him again. But what is there here to take care of? Is it the rag in that room that no one wants? Hai Ge was thinking wildly, and the sound of a clock came from the room, and he guessed that the clock must have been picked up from the garbage heap.

He was very proud of the place he had chosen last night as an "open-air dormitory", and thought it was wise to choose the place where he walked along the wall to the back of the house, against a mound of earth, which was covered with withered yellow weeds, and looked like a desolate grave from a distance. When Wedel looked this way, he was able to quickly retreat to the mound and hide invisible. So he thinks that it is impossible for the other party to find his traces.

Wedel did not seem to notice his little guest, and when he was done with his "housework", he loaded the large number of musical instruments into the wooden cart and staggered out into the city.

The busy day of the wandering artist has officially begun.

The "Wolf's Den" in Ningxin City is a well-known circus in the entertainment industry. Hai Ge grew up in a wolf's den and often performed in major theaters with the troupe. has mixed up a lot in the big scene, and there are more eyes, although he can't recognize the way accurately, he still has the wit to rely on people not to go.

Wedel wouldn't drink early in the morning, and if he was too close to him, he would be exposed, so Haige had an extra eye and narrowed the distance between himself and the wooden cart, and waited until he was almost out of sight to catch up.

But he was too cautious, and several times the wooden cart almost ran out of sight, and this was when he panicked the most, and he had to try to remember the route he had taken yesterday, but fortunately he could always find the tracking target again.

Finally walked into the bustling Xijin City again, Haige didn't dare to stay away from Wedell anymore, in case he was scattered by the crowd, he couldn't find him again, it would be a very sad thing.

In fact, Hai Ge didn't know that there was already an unwritten rule in the group of wandering artists in Xijin City: the performance venue was usually assigned by the boss, that is, the leader, and after the allocation location was determined, it could not be changed at will, unless it was approved by the boss in advance. If you move from your own site to another place, you will infringe on other people's territory without permission, which is a taboo against the rules of the trade, and in serious cases, you can be beaten to death.

But now the number of performers and beggars in the city has been decreasing again and again, and I don't know if anyone dares to take the title of overlord to talk about things, and some of the bold ones start to shoot and change places, and they can always earn a little more money by going to a new place, which is easy to understand: the money owners who give money pass by the same place every day, and they are not willing to give alms to the same beggars every day.

Wedel is very disciplined, even if the industry has been depressed because it has fallen behind the pace of the times, he still maintains a gentlemanly demeanor and never oversteps the rules. This is not due to his timidity, but to his high literacy. He has always been encouraged to try his luck on Brister Street, where the insurance and financial industry is concentrated, and it is an exaggeration to say that even the street sweepers there are rich people, but he always laughs it off.

Today, however, for some reason, he changed his mind and let go of the demeanor he had maintained for many years. Instead of going back to his old site on Kanter Street, he went to Linya Avenue next door, where many Asians could be seen.

If Haige, who changed positions in Wedel, didn't catch up, he might have to say goodbye to his idol. The city is so big that finding an unnamed homeless man is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Walking up the wide Linya Boulevard, Wedel didn't have much effort to find a small square with statues of Einstein and Planck on the side of the road. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with the place, and he unloaded the instruments from the car and began to play the wind in earnest.