No one may believe that a six-year-old orphan lived to the age of twelve "peacefully" after going bankrupt, and he only asked for someone once, maybe in the eyes of others, Lu Yangsheng did not ask for face for the so-called face, but where did the six-year-old child get face? It's a bit bitter, it's really something you can only eat, you can't say.

"Ask for someone to have an attitude of asking for someone." This is what my father said, Lu Yangsheng remembers it to death. Before the age of five, Lu Yangsheng never cared, and after the age of six, Lu Yangsheng didn't care about anything else, except for these words. It's a pity that the more I care, the more I can't remember too much, and many things, if they are gone, they can only be gone. So what he remembers, Lu Yangsheng cherishes it extraordinarily.

Jiu Ye heard someone shouting to him, and turned his head just in time to see Lu Yangsheng. Lu Yangsheng lowered his head, holding a piece of torn linen cloth in his hand, the linen cloth was already white, but it was very clean, there was a Ganoderma lucidum on the linen, only a corner was missing. But it just happens to make people see that it is a Ganoderma lucidum. It's Xinzhi, it's very tender, and it's not very good, but after all, it's Ganoderma lucidum, and it's a black-hearted shop in a pharmacy that sells it, but if you want to make face, you have to give at least three or four taels of silver. If it's outside, Xinzhi is worthless, not as old as old, but without a pair of hands, no one wants to take it. Three or four taels, enough for a family of three for half a year's rations, in Lu Yangsheng's hands, there will be no worries about food and clothing in the next year, but what is this baby holding Lingzhi and shouting about himself? Sell to the old man me?

"Ninth Master, my name is Lu Yangsheng, can I ask you to do something?" Lu Yangsheng lowered his head, held the Ganoderma lucidum in both hands, and raised his little hand lightly, so that the ninth master could see it more clearly. Lingzhi only leaked a corner, only so that the ninth master could see clearly, did not dare to leak all the lingzhi, the wealth is moving, Lu Yangsheng may not be able to say this, but the ninth master is an old man, he is a child, it is always right to be careful.

When the ninth master heard Lu Yangsheng begging him to do something, he was even more puzzled, and subconsciously took out his cigarette stick and stuffed it in his mouth, didn't light the cigarette, smashed it, and didn't speak.

"Ninth Master, I want you to tell today's story to the kid again, just do it again." Lu Yangsheng's throat was a little dry, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

The ninth master was slightly stunned, this kid took the wrong medicine today and scared away a group of people from the crowd, shouting to stop the old man just to hear a story?

The ninth master took a puff, it was tasteless, and then he realized that he didn't light the tobacco leaves, so he slowly filled the tobacco pot with tobacco leaves, and said while loading: "Baby, you called the old man just for this?" It's going to be noon soon, and it's time for the old man to pick up lunch, and the story is broken, so hurry up next time, you should know, right? After the ninth master finished speaking, he lit a cigarette, took a puff and continued: "And baby, even if the old man is dazzled and deaf, but you have heard about it, your father did not come back from the mountain, and when your mother couldn't do anything, it was the old man who chose the clothes and nails for your father, although he collected some money, but he also handled things neatly, and he didn't owe your family." Baby, what kind of reputation do you have in the town, you also know it in your heart, although the old man is old, even if Ming'er is in the ground, it can be regarded as a joy and mourning, but it is not good for your baby's reputation. ”

Jiu Ye smoked a cigarette, and spoke slowly and logically, without the slightest fluctuation in his tone, but the words in his mouth were like cigarettes smoked by the old man - choking. The old man's words were like knives, and when he said a word, Lu Yangsheng's face turned white.

Lu Yangsheng raised his head, his face was white, and it didn't look like a living face. "Ninth Master, your kind boy remembers, never dared to forget, the boy's reputation The boy himself knows, if it is not an important matter, the boy does not dare to call you, this Ganoderma lucidum was just picked by the boy, I dare not let you talk about it in vain, I will take this mushroom and beg you to open it once." As he spoke, Lu Yangsheng raised his hand another inch.

Jiu Ye frowned, glanced at Lingzhi, and said: "Baby, this thing is sold, enough for you to eat and drink in the next year, I heard that your kid is still living in a nest built by himself, it is better to build a kennel on Luoyao Street, right?" With this money, how can I make myself more stable and use it for a broken story? Are you obsessed? Let's go, you just say that the sky is broken, and the old man doesn't help with this, although the old man is not young, he is also afraid of losing his life. The ninth master became angry as he spoke, rolled up the cigarette stick, turned his head and left.

Lu Yangsheng turned his head and looked around, it was almost noon, most of the people went home to make lunch, most of the people in the town only ate two meals, so it was inevitable to cook earlier, plus Lu Yangsheng was here, except for the ninth master, there was no one around.

Lu Yangsheng raised the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand high and fell to his knees with a thud. "Ninth Master, you wait."

Hearing the movement behind him, Jiu Ye turned his head again, and saw Lu Yangsheng kneeling on the ground, he was startled, and said, "What are you doing here?" He was about to step forward to help Lu Yangsheng up, but before he took two steps, the ninth master stopped, and said in his mouth, "Hurry up, why are you so brainless?" ”

"Ninth Master, the little one knows that you are thinking about the small, but this medicine is in my hands, it is worthless, the old shopkeeper of the pharmacy is unwilling to accept it, and no one wants to ask for the medicine picked by the "broom star", the ninth master, the kid just wants to listen to that story, and the kid has not lost his mind, please, Ninth Master! Tears began to ooze from Lu Yangsheng's eyes, he didn't lie, the best case for this medicine is to go home for a month or two of food, and as long as it leaks, no matter what price the old shopkeeper offers, he must change it.

After hearing this, the ninth master sighed, slowly walked to Lu Yangsheng's side, picked up the Ganoderma lucidum, and was about to go under the old ginkgo.

"Ninth Master, you go home first and put away your things before you come, the kid is very careful, he hasn't been seen." After Lu Yangsheng picked up the Ganoderma lucidum from the Ninth Master, he saw that the Ninth Master was going to go under the ginkgo tree, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to remind him.

After hearing this, the ninth master closed his eyes, sighed, turned around and went home.

In this world, some people's hearts are really black, just like the old shopkeeper of the pharmacy, the babies are like this, can they still bear to go to the pit of death? Some people, but it makes it difficult for you to feel bad, just like the baby in front of you, he doesn't believe anyone, but when the medicine is in his hands, he lets him go home first and put it away. Oh people.