Mu Ying was still gulping, obviously really hungry.

In addition, the food here is really delicious, so much so that just one bite makes De Muying can't stop.

The hot aroma continued to drift up, and then drifted outside along the flow of the air.

At this time, it is already close to evening, and in this desert, the temperature difference between morning and evening can be said to be the most huge, and when the sun sets, the climate has begun to drop rapidly.

In the past, there was a constant heat wave, but now, it is gradually showing a cold breath.

But for Mu Ying and others, who are already accustomed to the climate in the desert in the warm shop, these situations are obviously not enough to take into account.

"It's going to start getting cooler again. ”

The shopkeeper suddenly shook his body, and then took off the coat that hung on the wall behind him, and then put it on himself, and wrapped his body tightly in a skillful posture.

Then he sat back in his place, picked up a newspaper and continued to read.

A cold wind blows,

The boss couldn't help but tremble.

As if remembering something, the shopkeeper stood up again, walked to the door, and closed the door.

"That's the way the weather is in the desert, don't be surprised. ”

The boss smiled at Mu Ying and the others, as well as a few guests next to him.

Everyone expressed understanding.

In the last lesson when the door was closed, Mu Ying's eyes still caught a glimpse, and the old man was still lying on the ground trembling constantly, I don't know if it was because it was too painful, or because he was frozen.

"Aren't you going to see it again?"

Bridge took another big bite of noodles, looked at Mu Ying slightly and said.

"What's so beautiful, isn't it because I pretended to be sick and broke a leg?"

Mu Ying put a mouthful of food into her mouth, and said to Bridge, "This kind of person, it's really a waste to live in this world!"

As he spoke, he began to gulp again.

Bridge didn't speak for a while, after all, this kind of thing really has nothing to do with him.

To put it bluntly, he is not a living Bodhisattva, and everyone has to help.

"I didn't say it, the old man's leg was broken. ”

After eating all the food in the bowl, Bridge still couldn't hold back, and finally spoke.

"Huh?"

Mu Ying finally reflected, there were still a few mouthfuls of rice left in the bowl, and after dividing five by two, she immediately quickly put the rest into her mouth, turned around, and said to Bridge, "What did you say?"

"His legs, the old man's,"

Bridge obviously felt a little helpless, so he raised his finger and pointed to the door panel that was already closed, and said to Mu Ying again, "Before I was kicked by that fat woman, it was already broken." ”

"Don't you have a strong sense of perception?

Mu Ying was stunned for a moment, as if she had remembered something.

The old man's slumped appearance was obviously not just for show.

The hunchback was obviously caused by years of accumulation.

Rely on the outfit?

That's tiring!

"Are you full?"

Mu Ying said to Bridge.

"Hiccup~"

"Boss,"

Glancing at Bridge, Mu Ying yelled at the boss who was reading the newspaper, "Pack me another one." ”

"Okay!"

......

The cold wind had already begun to blow outside, and when Mu Ying opened the door, a cold breath suddenly entered the house, causing some of the posters posted on the wall to blow up.

"Boy, close the door!"

A customer in the store shouted at Mu Ying.

Mu Ying nodded, walked out, and closed the door.

Bridge, on the other hand, was reluctantly pulled out by Mu Ying.

This kid was obviously tired of staying in the desert for a long time, and he was finally able to eat a hot meal, and then lie down to sleep, but he was called out by Mu Ying to continue to blow the cold wind.

"What about people?"

Mu Ying walked out of the door, but found that there was no sound and shadow of the old man outside, this was only a short period of ten minutes before and after, why was there no one?

After several searches, Mu Ying finally found him next to a large trash can.

This is in a small alley, the size of the garbage can is just to block the old man's body, the cold wind that keeps blowing, blowing around here, this garbage can is also a part of the resistance.

And the old man was wrapped in a thick, worn-out quilt, probably thrown away by someone else, and there were a few holes in it, which was almost unusable.

But for this old man, the broken quilt still seems to be just right.

At the very least, keeping warm is not a problem.

When Mianying saw him, the old man was huddled in the quilt, shivering.

With the bowl of beef rice in her hand, Mu Ying stepped forward and handed the meal to the old man.

The old man lowered his head, the thick quilt covered his head, it seemed that he hadn't noticed Mu Ying's arrival yet, but when he smelled the fragrance...

His head was suddenly raised.

A pair of blazing eyes looked at the meal that Mu Ying was carrying in her hand.

However, when he saw that the person holding the food was Mu Ying, the old man's gaze was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head away, and his eyes seemed to be a little evasive.

"Eat, you're welcome. ”

Mu Ying put the beef rice in his hand in front of the old man.

The old man looked at the beef rice on the ground, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and then he grabbed the bowl of beef rice with one hand, put it in his mouth, and stuffed the meal into his mouth.

This old man is obviously really hungry!

"Why did you end up here?"

What the old man said just now, Mu Ying didn't believe it anymore.

Because of work?

Amusing!

"War. ”

The old man replied as he ate.

"There haven't been any wars in recent years, so you'd better be honest. ”

Mu Ying took a deep breath and said slowly.

The old man's frequency of eating was obviously a pause, and then he raised his head and looked at Mu Ying.

And Mu Ying's face was suddenly stunned, this is just a dozen seconds, such a big bowl of rice was actually eaten by this old man?!

After satisfying himself, the old man seemed to feel a little better.

"Little baby..."

The old man smiled slightly, "Didn't the adults teach you about other people's private affairs, don't ask more?"