Chapter 4: The Cute Bear

Even in the north, the summer in F City is still like a fire.

"Hello, I'm Ke Yu who called you here in the morning to apply for the job." Under the scorching sun, I finally came to the People's Square in the center of F.

The bored staff raised their eyelids and glanced at them, and said lazily, "One hundred a day, no matter what the meal, you can only get off work after the leaflets are distributed, okay?" ”

Nodding, in an emergency, as long as you can make money.

"Ah, you've got to wear that." As he spoke, the staff pointed to the clothing on the ground.

The scorching heat made the temperature inside the bear suit much higher than the outside.

Ke Yu took a big breath of the humid air inside, and thought to himself: "Next time I go back to the meta-brain space to choose ability, I will definitely choose one that is not afraid of heat." ”

"Old man, do you know how to count, six times seven is not thirty-six, so stupid to come out to sell things."

At the edge of the square, a man in a suit pointed at an old man and shouted.

The old man sat on the ground with his knees crossed, a basket of cherries in front of him, and the only umbrella shielded him from the sun.

Looking at the man in front of him bitterly, the sweat dripping from his forehead fell into his eyes.

The old man held a few banknotes of the smallest denomination tightly in his hand, and his voice was aggrieved, "I, I'm forty-two, comrade, isn't it bad?" ”

Pointing to the sign on his chest, the man was very arrogant, "See, old man, I'm in finance, will I make a mistake?" Besides, your cherry part has shrunk, so it's good that I didn't let you cheap. ”

The man's attitude was very tough, and the old man lowered his head, although he was still calculating in his heart, but his mouth was already soft, "Thirty-six is thirty-six, this cherry is planted by me, what a fertilizer, eat it at ease." ”

"Gotta get it, I've heard it a lot." Looking at the old man's wrinkled face in disgust, the man took out four banknotes from his wallet and threw them over.

"I don't have any change, but I get thirty-five." The old man greeted him a few times, but received no response, and trembled and picked up the money from the ground.

The man had just walked a few meters when he was grabbed by the arm.

Ke Yu looked through the window on his costume and saw a face full of meanness.

Dragged the man back, "Do you know how to count, six, seven, thirty-six?" ”

Breaking away from Ke Yu's hand, the man smoothed the wrinkles on his suit in distress, "Who are you!" Have a finger in the pie. ”

"Is it interesting for you to bully an old man of that age? Hurry up and go back and apologize to the old man. ”

sneered, "You're quite righteous, what's the matter, you think you're Lei Feng?" ”

Stepping forward, the man saw Ke Yuan inside through the window, "Don't be nosy, be your clown." ”

With a sip at Ke Yuan's feet, the man scolded and turned to leave.

"There are things that are born by mothers and not raised by mothers."

The voice was very small, but Ke Yuan, who had been strengthened by the Yuan Brain, could hear it clearly enough.

Grabbing the man by the collar, he threw him behind him.

The briefcase fell aside, but the cherry was carried in Ke Vain's hand.

Touching his forehead, some blood oozed out, he stood up and pointed to him, Ke Yu shouted, "You dare to hit someone, believe it or not, call the police?!" ”

Useless as a threat, Ke Wei pinned the man's hand behind him and forced him to walk to the old man's shop.

"Young man, what's the matter, I'm buying cherries, don't embarrass me." The old man looked at the big head of the bear suit, and his tone was almost pleading.

"Ouch, ouch, tap." The man clutched his right arm and wailed.

Pointing to the cherries in the basket, Ke Yu shouted, "Say! How much is six or seven? ”

"Forty-two, forty-two."

Only then did the old man react, it was not that he had miscalculated, but that the man in front of him deliberately blackmailed himself.

There was no debt collection as expected by Ke Vain, and two lines of tears flowed from the old man's cloudy eyes.

"Let him go, it's not easy, why bother."

The old man's words made Ke Yuan's nose sour.

The strength of the hand increased and the man's howl became louder, and even in the scorching sun, passers-by stopped to watch.

"Apologies!"

Ke Yuan's voice has never been so loud, he feels that the identity of this man and the old man should be reversed, the scum is going to a high place, and there is only the bottom stream if there is virtue.

The man cried and told what he had just done, cried and apologized to the old man.

Passers-by on the side also accused them of the so-called well-dressed beasts.

The kind-hearted old man confiscated the man's compensation, put the share that should have belonged to him in his pocket, and guarded it tightly.

"This money is for my little granddaughter to go to school."

The sparse applause rang out, and the passers-by on the side looked at Ke Yu with admiration in their eyes.

A little girl walked out of the crowd, looked at the cute bear costume and said with a smile: "I'll help you send it." ”