The two devils raised their sticks and picked up the thing.

In the language of the little day, he scolded something.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Just hear the crisp sound of collision.

It turned out that what was rolling on the ground turned out to be an enamel spittoon.

The cheesy big flowers, the shriveled corners, are particularly vivid in this moonlight.

Vice President Hou was so stunned that he didn't know what to say.

In my head, many images flashed in front of my eyes.

He was sent to the master by his father, and when he studied Chinese medicine, he carried a big burden.

That burden was originally prepared by his father, and he was going to use it for the apprenticeship.

However, when his father sent the burden to the master, as soon as the wrapper was opened, he found that the apprenticeship prepared inside had been replaced.

It turned out to be an enamel spittoon.

At that time, Vice President Hou, who was wearing a small melon skin hat, couldn't straighten his waist with a smile.

His father patted him on the head and slapped his melon skin hat away, but he still didn't apologize for his neck, only said.

"I recognize the spittoon! Without this spittoon, I wouldn't be able to poop! ”

His master smiled and said nothing.

It looks particularly boring and fake.

Just like those adults who are keen on officialdom communication, they say fake words and put on fake smiles.

Vice President Hou didn't take this young master seriously at all.

But as soon as his father left, the master was revealed.

For several days in a row, I only gave him coarse grain cakes every day, and the hard ones were erected, at most with a small plate of pickle gnocchi, and I wanted to eat meat?

Hum.

No way!

Vice President Hou's family is good, where has he suffered this kind of hardship, he can't get through it, so he plans to wait until the evening to steal chickens to eat.

I also thought to myself, if you don't let me eat meat, I'll do it myself.

Do-it-yourself!

Haha, I'll regret it!

However, that day, he found out that the eggs laid by the old hen were not eaten by the master alone.

Instead, the master saved up the eggs and gave them to the children of poor families to eat.

Those children who were younger than him also wore torn straw shoes with open toes in winter, and the padded jackets on their bodies were also torn, and the straw and reeds were exposed under the holes, but there was no cotton.

When these children are sick and have no money for treatment, the master will waive the medical expenses and then give eggs to eat.

The children timidly accepted the eggs.

A little girl watched Vice Dean Hou stare at the egg and swallow her saliva.

So he walked up, and with his dirty little hands, he picked up the same dirty egg, and said.

"Give it to my brother."

The eggs that Vice President Hou used to eat were all scrambled, golden and yellow, and exuded a hot fragrance.

It was the first time he had seen an egg stained with chicken poop.

God knows what kind of battle between heaven and man has gone through in his head.

I used this idea that the eggs were full of and were so dirty to persuade myself not to take away the little girl's eggs.

Finally, don't overdo it and chirp.

"Hmph, I can't eat anything I want, so I don't eat such dirty things."

The little girl sent the eggs forward, and Vice President Hou was impatient and raised his hand to push it.

The little girl stumbled a little, and when she landed, the egg rolled out of her little black hand and fell to the ground.

Vice President Hou's shoes were also stained with egg liquid, and he subconsciously felt dirty and hid back.

The little girl was distressed and said, "Ah, eggs! ”

She was so distressed that she was about to shed tears and sob.

Vice President Hou at that age was particularly annoyed by this, and scolded: "It's just a broken egg, as for it?" What do you cry about? ”