"Little stinky begging for food! Get out of here! ”

Next to the porridge bucket in front of the porridge team, a fierce shouting and scolding suddenly sounded.

Telling Red Sleeves and Chen Shu to take care of their bags, Mo Yu put down the bowl and quickly stepped forward to take a look.

At the front of the line, there was a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Dressed in tattered and dirty clothes, although he was thin and obviously malnourished, he was born peugeot and lovely, male and female, and his big black eyes were very smart. If you have a good time, it looks like a porcelain doll carved with jade.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the boy was on his knees, kowtowing to the brown-robed man in front of him.

There was a dull sound when his forehead hit the ground, and because he was too hard, his forehead was broken, and a little red blood appeared on the ground.

"Your Excellency, you can do it......" The boy's words were filled with tears, which made people feel sad, "My mother's leg is broken, my lord, you can let me get an extra bowl of porridge and rice!" ”

The brown-robed man originally looked at the boy's body with great interest, and when he said this, he stepped forward and reached out to support his chin, with a lewd smile on his face: "One bowl per person, this is the rule, but if you are willing to follow me, you can take as many bowls as you want!" ”

During the Spring and Autumn Period, male style prevailed, and I didn't expect this parallel world to be the same.

However, this boy looks

The boy trembled at the sight of his hungry wolf-like gaze, and couldn't help but take a step back, avoiding the man's claws: "My lord! I just need to get an extra bowl ......."

"Humph! I don't know what to do! The brown-robed man's eyes widened, and he stretched out his leg and kicked the boy several meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, "Do you want to get an extra bowl?" You don't want to get anything of yourself! ”

The thin boy was kicked aside, and his hands and feet were scratched by the rough ground, and blood marks were made.

The people who were queuing up to receive porridge in the back turned their heads when they saw this.

The people who annoyed the Lu family wanted to get the porridge, so naturally no one dared to help the boy speak, so they had to pretend not to see it.

On a whim, the brown-robed man casually pointed to a middle-aged homeless person who was about to receive porridge at the front of the team: "You say! Should this kid be taught? ”

The homeless man who was in the spot was stunned, looked at the boy lying on the ground, and stammered: "Steward Lu has taught a good lesson!" Such unruly people should be taught a good lesson! ”

Steward Lu laughed, turned back to the porridge and ordered, "This kid is right! Fill him up! ”

The middle-aged homeless man took the bowl and bowed down with gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, my lord!" Thank you very much......"

Seeing this, the eyes of the people who were queuing up to receive the porridge lit up, and they suddenly pointed at the boy as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and sneered.

"Well done, sir! Such unruly people should be taught a good lesson! ”

"The influence of the grinding and grinding on us to receive the porridge is really not moral, and we deserve to have no porridge to drink!"

"My lord is really good-tempered! If it were me, I would have someone beat him up!" ”

……

The boy gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, and wanted to continue to fight for it, but the crowd immediately stopped him, endured the pain from the wound, and slowly moved his head outside.

Mo Yutian glanced deeply at Steward Lu and walked out of the crowd.

"Miss, what's going on over there?" Redsleeves asked with a worried face.

"It's just a small thing." Mo Yutian shook his head slightly, picked up the porridge bowl he had only drunk a small sip, and walked away.

She was facing the thatched hut where the boy was.

Walking to the front of the house, the boy was kneeling in front of a middle-aged woman with a haggard face.

With his head down, tears continued to flow down like beads.

The middle-aged woman stretched out her hand to his cheek with pity, showing a sad expression: "Ling'er is not your fault!" It's all useless for my mother, and it has affected you......"

"Mother......" The boy choked up.

Mo Yutian took a step closer, and reached out to hand over the earthen bowl with an expressionless face.

"This is the porridge I received, but after receiving it, I feel that I am not hungry again, and it is not good to waste food, so I will give it to you."

The middle-aged woman hesitated, but she still couldn't resist the temptation of the bursts of rice fragrance, and took the bowl: "Thank you for this girl!" ”

The boy looked at Mo Yutian in surprise, wiped away his tears, and hurriedly bowed down to thank him.

The mother and daughter were obviously hungry as well, and most of the bowl of gruel was wiped out in an instant, and in the end, even the remaining soup at the bottom of the bowl was licked by the boy several times.

When the boy reluctantly put down the porridge bowl, the inside of the bowl was as bright as new, as if it had been carefully wiped.

"How about doing something for me?" Mo Yutian looked at his satisfied face and said.

The boy was stunned, then nodded repeatedly.

Although he hadn't read a book, he still knew the truth of the Grace Diagram.

"Benefactor, what do you want me to do with Jiang Xu, please say it directly!" The boy raised his head with unshakable determination in his eyes, "I will definitely do it!" ”

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth were hooked, and he looked at his pink face with a hint of banter.

"I want you to seduce someone, no problem, right?"