A group of children noisily stood in front of the gate of a luxurious mansion, debating the difficult question of how to get in......

If only the bread had been stolen through the cat's hole under the wall, the people who had passed by would have been familiar. But today I am going to visit the owner of this house, and it is impossible to drill a small hole. Even if these children are young and no longer understand human feelings, they know that this is not right.

It's just that the gate is locked and there is no gatekeeper nearby, so how do you get in?

"Look, there's something written here?" One of the children pointed to a red protrusion on the doorpost next to the iron gate, with a sign hanging underneath.

"Well, who is literate?" Rowan asked a question that no one answered. The children all looked at each other. From the earliest impression of how to feed each day was a question, who could find a teacher to teach them literacy.

But even if they can't read, the children have their own unique skill, that is, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. A few neat stacked arhats slapped down on the protruding red button, which was obviously pressable.

As Ezio had expected, he heard a cat-killing cry. Instead, the gargoyle standing on the doorpost suddenly had a red glow, and said in a fairly standard and low male voice, "Who is coming?" ”

Gargoyles can talk, and in this magical world, they can't scare a bunch of little hairy heads. I saw that everyone turned their heads to look at the little fat man who originally lived in this house, and he was reluctant, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I'm Ezio, and I'm bringing someone to find that magician." ”

The gargoyle didn't reply, but the latch of the iron gate opened automatically, opening backwards. The iron gate opens slowly, and emits the harsh grinding sound of a living leaf that has not been oiled for a long time.

In fact, as long as regular maintenance, it can be done silently and quickly. Anyway, there are so many people who eat idle meals, and it is not a big problem to ask one or two people to take turns to maintain them regularly. But in doing so, there is one less smell of Daigo, which is someone's inexplicable insistence. Whoever corrects it on his own initiative, he'll turn his face.

The door opened on its own, and of course the group was welcome inside. But maybe the creak of opening the door is too cold, so every child's heart is hairy. There was the timid one, and he squeezed his companion beside him.

Instead, Ezio waved his hand backwards as if he had put aside his psychological burden, and said, "Let's go and see what that nasty is thinking." ”

On the way to change, there was a lot of noise. After entering the territory of a real magician, these children still showed a look of panic. After all, the Fa Ye is the real master of the city, and they have power compared to the residents living in the lower streets, the latter's life and death have never entered the judgment range of the Fa Ye's 'righteousness'.

With uneasiness, a large group of children, guided by an apprentice magician, arrived at the assembly room in the mansion. Most of the people didn't even dare to gasp for breath, but Ezio was the only one who gossiped like a nobody, pulling the girl with two silver spikes tied to it.

The conference room is more like a one-to-many classroom. The difference is that there is no small desk for writing in front of each seat, but the number of chairs is definitely sufficient. It's just that most of the children have never seen such a clean place, so they are either still standing, or their buttocks are only a little stained with a chair, and they dare not sit too much.

Lin didn't keep the group of kids waiting too long, and didn't even use the flash technique to appear. He knew very well that the golden spike line on the Xuanwu robe alone was enough to deter a group of children living at the bottom. If you have to show too much, it's over.

As soon as he sat down at the front, he said to the little fat man, who had been away from home for several days, "Oh, I know I'm back." What do you want to do just by bringing so many people over? ”

Ezio turned his head as if angry, not wanting to talk to someone. For this child's temperament, Lin can only smile. This level of attitude is not enough for him to make a move.

Rowan, who proposed to meet with the magician, took the responsibility and stood up to talk to the magician. He bowed nondescript and jerkily, and then said, "My lord, thank you for taking care of us a few days ago. ”

Lin smiled meaningfully: "Take care? If you think it's care, then it's okay. So now that you're out of the way, what are you going to do next? ”

A rhetorical question directly asked the children to turn off the fire. They only thought about coming to hear what a magician was thinking, but they didn't think about what they were going to do after someone had agreed to their words. The children all looked at each other.

"Well, my lord, we just want to know, why are you willing to help us?" Rowan stiffened his head and asked.

"You didn't just say I was taking care of you."

"Hmm." Rowan was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

Lin smiled and said, "If you don't know what to say, then listen to me tell a story." ”

Perhaps the story is quite attractive to children, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign. So Lin Yi said that he wanted to tell a story, and everyone showed an expression full of interest, calmed down and waited. Lin opened his mouth and said:

"Once upon a time there was a well-meaning rich man and a beggar. The rich man would give the beggar ten danba (10 copper) every day, regardless of wind or rain. ──”

Just the beginning caused a burst of exclamations from the children. If the ten copper is in a daze, if you just eat and drink, you can already live a very nourishing life.

One day, after a few years, the rich man gave only five dambars and said to the beggar, 'I'm sorry, because my child was born.' In order to raise him and give him the best life, I can only give you half of the past Danba in the future. I'm going to use the rest on my children. ’──”

Another exclamation. Perhaps such a father is an unattainable existence for a group of fatherless and motherless orphans.

But when the beggar heard the rich man's reason, he said angrily: 'Is it right that you should take my money to raise your children?' ”

The abrupt turn of the story makes the children angrily scold the beggar for his ingratitude. Lin smiled silently and watched the children's emotions express. But among all of them, there are still people with different expressions.

Rowan didn't go with the flow and curse the beggar in the story. Instead, he remembered the situation of his own group of people, and couldn't help but wonder if this magician was hinting at something. But a group of people just came to ask, and there was no meaning to blame, which shouldn't be a sign of ingratitude.

When the children's emotions were almost vented, Lin said, "You are not wrong. The money is the rich man's own, whether he is willing to give ten danba or five danba, or even not give it, it is also the rich man's own decision, and it has nothing to do with the beggar. How can he, a person who has been given alms, claim that the money that has not yet been given to him is his? But, are the only people who are at fault just beggars? ”

It's another question that chills everyone. Rowan asked timidly: "My lord, did the rich man in the story also make mistakes?" ”