"What's next?" Ji Jing asked softly, what made the candy seller finally change his decision and not cut off his tongue?

"Next..."Little Onion smiled, having to admire his wit again.

"Don't cut out, cut out my tongue... I can, I can help you! ”

That day, he already had a big tongue because of the medicine powder, but he still didn't give up at the last moment, and let go Yibo shouted.

"Help me? How can you help me? The candy seller stopped, his fingers still tugging at his tongue, not caring about his saliva on his fingers.

"Count, count, settle!" He slowly fell asleep after shouting this, but his remaining consciousness still told him that the candy seller hesitated!

As long as you hesitate, you can take advantage of it!

Sure enough, when he woke up again, the candy seller was crouching next to him for a long time, and his tongue was still intact in his mouth!

Although his situation could not have been worse, a trace of ecstasy quickly passed through his heart. He didn't show the hint of ecstasy, but just glanced at the candy seller with a proud expression.

Seeing this, the candy seller tightened his eyebrows, he had seen this kind of look, those scholars in their village who knew a few big characters had such faces all year round, and he always felt a little embarrassed and shabby in front of those readers.

"You kid, you can do arithmetic?" Candy seller, he is just a pretense, he has been idle for most of his life, and he has not done any legitimate business, if he is really ready to cooperate with the leader...

It is said that it is said that it is good to divide the accounts, but it is just one or two times to divide the accounts, if the number is large, it is easy to mix up...

"Yes, my neighbor's uncle taught me." Yang Cong still had that indifferent expression, but his eyes were full of mockery as he hung down and looked at his legs.

"You didn't lie to me?" Although the candy seller had already believed six or seven points, his cunning nature kept him from letting down his vigilance. He had to think carefully about whether the boy would be a dog by his side or a wolf.

"What am I lying to you for? I'm like this, do you think I'll have anywhere else to go besides helping you settle accounts and get enough to eat? Yang Cong raised his head and glared angrily at the candy seller.

The candy seller laughed "hehe", he said the same, now he can't fly with wings, what tricks can he do?

Since then, Yang Cong has stayed with the candy seller, who calls him "little onion", begs during the day, and helps him settle accounts at night...

Until one day.

...

"Blame the poor doll."

A man's voice rang out, and Ben was lying on the plank with his eyes closed, and the little onion, who was lying on his stomach, immediately widened his eyes that were indisputable to the world—he knew how to win the greatest sympathy from passers-by.

He knew that any passerby would notice his face that was getting more handsome with age first, and then his miserable lower body. He blinked innocently and curiously, there was no pain or pleading in his eyes, but it was even more painful.

"Uncle, it's going to rain this day, if you don't want to get wet, you have to keep going." He kindly persuaded him, not seeming to find that the broken bowl in front of him was empty.

"Hey." As soon as the Chu family heard the music, this little beggar couldn't walk anymore, and they also cared about whether passers-by would get drenched in the rain.

After being happy, my heart warmed, and I didn't hurry anymore, so I sat on the side of the crippled little beggar with my legs crossed, and tore the hot flatbread I had just bought in my hand little by little, and fed it to the little beggar's mouth.

The little beggar's hands are sound, but because of the years of replacing his feet with his hands, the skin on his hands has become rougher than his feet, covered with calluses and thick dirt. The Chu family is a person who will give back a hundred times after feeling the kindness of others, so they don't mind feeding him.

Of course, he later learned that this little beggar really cared about him as a passerby, and his seemingly intentional care was just another way to arouse the sympathy and pity of passers-by.

"Thank you, Uncle Chu." We talked a few words while eating, until the big cake was eaten, and this time the little onion's thanks were a little sincere.

In the past two years, there have been many passers-by who sympathized with him, such as this uncle, and he also had the idea of asking for help at the beginning. It's just that human nature is indifferent, and whenever he takes advantage of the opportunity for them to feed him or hand him food, he says that he is actually being watched by someone and wants to be saved, and he is usually responded with a helpless sigh.

The people who were secretly watching were also vigilant, and if they talked to them for more than ten or so words, they would stand up and threaten and intimidate them, and he would soon be forcibly taken away and taken to the next begging point.

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of his door, who cares about the frost on the tiles of others?

Someone once promised to help him deliver a letter to his family, but what if he did? The places where they beg every day are not the same, how can the candy seller be so good that he can easily grasp the handle?

Now, if he tells this Uncle Chu, I'm afraid it will be the same result.

...

It's been two years, and he still hasn't escaped.

When Little Onion thought so, she was a little disheartened and gave up the idea of asking the Chu family for help. Anyway, the result is the same, so why bother dying?

It was also providential that the Chu family, who was supposed to leave, started to rain in the sky after standing up, and he had to sit down again and wait for the rain to stop.

Since it was providence, Little Onion bit her lip and seized the opportunity to say in a low voice: "Uncle Chu, I was abducted and disabled so far, please ask Uncle Chu to help me!" ”

Abduction and cripplement to this point... The Chu family was stunned for a moment, but then he understood, and two beams of fire appeared in his eyes.

Little Onion will remember that scene in this life and in this life.

The Chu family first carried him on his back and wanted to take him away directly, but of course the person who was monitoring all this behind his back rushed out first. He gently put down the little onion again, and with a strong fist, the two men who were several times stronger than the Chu family fell down with nosebleeds.

Little Onion was overjoyed. He lay on the small wooden board that had been lying on his stomach for two years, tilted his neck with difficulty, and memorized every movement of the Chu family in that pouring rain.

Although the Chu family looks thin, they are out-and-out iron-clad men. Because he has been carrying the coffin for a long time, he has cultivated a lot of strength, and it is more than enough to deal with two big men.

After he knocked the two men down, he was furious and wanted to break their hands and feet, but he didn't expect that the two men would ignite a flare after they fell, and he had to quickly run away from the place with the little onion on his back.

This back carried the little onion straight home.

The Chu family thought that Little Onion would be relieved when he returned to his hometown, and he would forget everything and start again. But Little Onion just looked at his own father and aunt from a distance, and when he saw Auntie walking out of the house with a baby in her arms, her heart was even more mixed...

That day, he silently shed tears for a long time, and finally resolutely decided to follow the Chu family back to Beixian.