"Let's go, let's go!" Yu Tianxia suddenly said anxiously, her eyes looked into the restaurant from time to time, "My mother is coming out, and she is going to talk about it again when she sees it chatting with you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yu Tianxia said, and began to grab the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the foaming water.

"Then I'll go shopping, and I'll come to see you next time." Nangong Ming said as he walked, Yu Tianxia wrinkled his nose at him, and at this moment, her mother came out of the door, holding a large basket of dirty dishes in her hand, and poured them all into the foam basin without saying anything, and the dirty water splashed Tianxia's body, and then returned to the door without saying a word.

Tian Xia simply wiped the dirty water off her face, and noticed that Nangong Ming was still looking at this side, so she smiled and beckoned to him, and Nangong Ming returned the salute. Tian Xia took a deep breath and seemed to be full of energy, and began to fight against the dishes in the basin with all her might.

Nangong Ming had to go through half of the market to the oil shop in the back street to get oil, and his aunt was very strict with the oil, and every time she named the best peanut oil pressed by the ancient method.

Nangong Ming took the greasy oil drum and greasy money from the greasy boss, and when he left the greasy shop, he already had a greasy smell on his body.

“…… Say, how are you going to pay for it? An arrogant and sharp voice came into Nangong Ming's ears.

I saw that in the alley next to me, three young people were blocking a little girl with tattered clothes, and the noodles in the little girl's hand were scattered all over the ground, and a few noodles were hung on the shoes of the young man who was the leader. The girl looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, not yet as tall as their chests, so frightened that she folded her hands in front of her chest and apologized in small voices.

"The apology is over, do you know that Lao Tzu's pants were bought for 200 yuan, and you won't be worth it." The young man at the head made it clear that he was deliberately making things difficult, and rolled up his sleeves to reveal the tattoos on his arms, and his two friends smiled maliciously to help out.

There were also many adults nearby who saw this scene, but no one wanted to care about their own affairs, so they pretended not to see it and walked over. Nangong Ming stood at the mouth of the alley, looking inside, not knowing what to do, the little girl also saw him, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Hey," the uncle who sold vegetables at the mouth of the alley pretended not to see it, and whispered to Nangong Ming: "The young man is not your business, don't care." This week is already the fourth, and it must have been deliberate. You can't take care of it. ”

"Did anyone call the police?" Nangong Ming asked in a low voice.

The uncle thought it was funny, held back again, and asked, "What do you think?" ”

At this time, the people in the alley began to move on the little girl, and a young man found Nangong Ming standing in the distance and shouted loudly for him to go away.

"Let's go, I don't know who's right and who's wrong, don't be reckless." The uncle shouted quietly.

Nangong Ming lowered his head, and his feet looked very heavy and heavy. The young man inside was already impatient and was about to come out. Nangong Ming's footsteps moved to the side, very rhythmic, wooden like a robot.

The young man didn't want to catch up when he saw Nangong Ming walking away, there was still business waiting for them.

As soon as they turned around, they heard someone running from behind them, and they turned to see what was going on. I saw the sand pavement, a masked man crashed straight over, the space in the alley was narrow, for the head was hit like that, the three people suddenly squeezed together, one by one pulled each other, I wanted to support the body but pulled each other down, and then the body was trampled on a few feet.

"Let's go!"

The masked man pulled the girl and ran to the other end of the alley, and the three young men behind struggled to get up from the ground and hurriedly chased after her. There were a lot of noisy people in the vegetable market, and the three young men obviously watched a figure flash into the small alley not far away from a distance, and chased it over to see that it was gone.

Nangong Ming took off the handkerchief that covered his face, and carefully led the girl out of another exit of the vegetable market.

"Are you alright?" Nangong Ming was panting, sweating profusely, leaning weakly against the wall.

The girl shook her head, her face was not red or panting, and the skin on her face was much whiter. Nangong Ming noticed that the girl was still carrying a dirty bag on her back, which seemed to be full of things.

"You're really good, better than me." Nangong Ming gave a thumbs up, panted, looked at the people around him and didn't see the young man, and said, "Send you here, I'll go first." ”

Just as she was about to leave, the little girl grabbed the corner of Nangong Ming's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Nangong asked Mingming.

The girl lowered her head, and after a long time, she whispered, "The noodles are scattered." ”

Nangong Ming didn't hear it clearly the first time, and only reacted the second time. None of the girl's clothes were torn, no different from the homeless on the street.

"What about your family?" Nangong asked Mingming.

"My brother hasn't come back yet."

Nangong Ming thought that she might have gone into the city with her brother to look for a job, but she hadn't found a job for a while, so she became like this, the noodles just now should be the noon rations for the brother and sister, but unfortunately it has been knocked over by those three people. Nangong Ming touched the scene, thought of his hometown, thought of the small village he lived in, why wasn't he a part of the struggle in the big city?

He touched his pocket, only a little change left to buy oil, and he stuffed it all into the little girl's hand, but he didn't expect the little girl to shrink her hand and not take it. Nangong Ming was stunned for a moment, probably understood what was going on, and took the little girl to walk a few steps to the bun shop on the corner of the street to buy a few steamed buns.

"I don't have enough money to buy noodles, so let's eat steamed buns at noon." Nangong Ming stuffed the steamed bun into the girl's hand, and this time she took it.

Nangong Ming hurriedly said goodbye to the girl, just now he was busy with the hero oil drum and placed it at the door of the store next to the alley, but don't be picked up! Nangong Ming prayed in his heart all the way.

Fortunately, the young men had already walked away by this time, but the door of the store was empty, and the barrel of oil was gone.

Nangong Ming panicked and froze in place for a while.

"Young man, are you looking for this?" The uncle who bought vegetables smiled and raised the oil drum from behind him, "Seeing that you are very clever, I am also rare to be kind, take care of it for you, and see if there is a pound missing?" ”

Nangong Ming thanked the uncle for his kindness, and walked to the entrance of the vegetable market with the oil drum, feeling happy in his heart.

Before I arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market, I saw a circle of people in front of me from a distance, and there were people rushing over there, and after a closer look, Tianxia was also stretching her neck to look into the crowd.

"What's going on?" Nangong Ming stood next to Tianxia and asked.

"Selling the arts." Tian Xia said that she has been washing dishes here, so she can see the cause and effect clearly.

It turned out that not long after Nangong Ming left, there was a ragged beggar of fifteen or sixteen years old carrying a wooden box on his back, taking advantage of the large number of people at the entrance of the vegetable market and the patrolling chengguan had not yet arrived, he openly set up a stall and sold his craft.

The craftsmanship of this little beggar is also very different from the usual juggling of large stones on the chest and top jars.

The little beggar took out of the box a thin stack of white paper, followed by a wooden bowl, on which he laid them out, and then sat down on the floor, and took out a long cloth wrap from his bosom, which he also placed beside the white paper, and spread it out, but it was a pair of small silver scimitars.

There are knowledgeable people passing by, and they can see at a glance that these two knives are by no means idle, and they pay a high price to buy these two knives on the spot.

The beggar directly refused. After that, people came to buy this knife, and the price became higher and higher, and this beggar was also strange, but he didn't sell it. The bidder saw that the beggar was very stubborn, so he didn't say much, and walked away, and others really couldn't see anything good about this knife.