On the second floor of a teahouse, there is a table by the window of the street, and Zhao Jingyang is drinking morning tea.

But he inadvertently glanced out the window, his eyes lit up, and he beckoned to Xiao Er: "See?"

He pointed out the window across the street and said, "Do you recognize the girl selling candy across the street?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment and nodded: "I know, dumb."

"Dumb?" Zhao Jingyang's eyes rolled: "It's good-looking, go, invite her to me, and say that I have taken a fancy to her."

I threw a few pieces of ocean to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "You are generous, you see, I'll go!"

Xiao Er went downstairs, went out across the road, and came to a small cart; It is a walking cart selling wave candy, and she is a girl like a water lotus, with a plain face facing the sky, delicate and fair-skinned.

Seeing Xiao Er coming, he showed a quiet smile.

But I heard Xiao Er say, "Dumb, good things are coming!"

The girl had long hair to her waist, and was dressed in a washed white dress, and her eyes were dark and bright. Who would have thought that such a beautiful girl would be mute.

The mute girl blinked when she heard Xiao Er say that something good was coming, and she didn't know why.

It's all knowing. The mute girl often sells candy here, and Xiao Er is not a high-class person, in and out, and after taking a lot of faces, they get to know each other.

Xiao Er said, "That's a good thing."

Said: "There is a high roller in the teahouse, he is young, his appearance is good, and his shot is even more generous, I look at that bearing, this son and brother on the beach I have seen no one else. Dumb, don't blame me for speaking straight - you are good-looking, and even a small character like me will inevitably be a little tempted to look at you."

"I just know that your family has a bunch of little broken children, and they can't afford to raise them when they are idle. Otherwise, I would have found a matchmaker to propose marriage to you."

"We know your situation, you look good, but you don't come from a good background; The body is defective, and the high-ranking families can't get in; He has a high temperament, and you can't look down on idle characters."

"Today is our chance. People have taken a fancy to you at a glance, know that you are dumb, and teach me to invite you over; People are waiting, come with me, and you will have a good life in the future. You're a bunch of little broken kids, and someone will worry about you for you."

When the mute girl heard this, she was stunned, and her eyes were really a little overwhelmed.

For a long time, in the face of Xiao Er's waiting eyes, she pursed her lips, but nodded.

Xiao Er laughed, "That's right. The girl's family always has to get married. Finding a good one is the reason. Let's go, don't let the young master wait for a long time."

Here I helped her push the small cart to the teahouse, took her into the teahouse, and came upstairs.

Zhao Jingyang held the teacup and looked at the girl who followed Xiao Er with great interest.

This girl is beautiful, and it's not easy.

The appearance is beautiful, and anyone can see it; How is it not simple, I am afraid that few people can see it.

In fact, you don't have to see it - Shanghai Tang gangs are rampant, there are groups of rotten people, such a beautiful girl, selling candy all over the street, and no one harasses her, which is unreasonable.

Because this girl is a master!

Although the breath is hidden, it can't hide from Zhao Jingyang; She looks as beautiful as a water lotus, but she has a powerful aura that is almost dirty, how can Zhao Jingyang not be interested in such a girl?!

….

Xiao Er came over and nodded: "Master, someone is invited."

Zhao Jingyang smiled and threw him a few more oceans. Xiao Er walked away with interest.

Zhao Jingyang looked at the girl who seemed to be at a loss and said, "Sit."

The girl pursed her lips and sat down.

"What's your name?" Zhao Jingyang smiled, and his mood was obviously good.

The girl opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, then dipped her finger in the teacup and wrote on the table, 'Xiaofang, two words.'

"No last name?"

Xiao Fang shook her head.

Zhao Jingyang bowed: "My name is Zhao Jingyang, and I just came to Shanghai Tang; When I was drinking tea before, I saw you at a glance, so I taught Xiao Er to invite you over."

He said, "I've always been direct—Xiaofang, would you like to follow me?"

Xiao Fang was stunned for a moment, her face was slightly red, and she wrote a few words: "You don't mind that I can't speak?"

Zhao Jingyang smiled casually: "What's there to mind about this, I'm a visual animal, I have taken a fancy to you, so I don't care about anything else." Unless you follow me, become a demon or betray, the rest don't care. Besides, the problem in the throat is not incurable."

The girl's eyes lit up slightly, and she wrote, "I have adopted more than a dozen children, don't you mind?"

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "More than a dozen children? Do you know how many children I've adopted? It's nothing more than money, and I don't have much else but money."

The girl's eyes brightened, and after a while, she wrote, "I am willing..."

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "Okay."

"Let's sort of set up the carriage and horses." He said, "Follow me, and I will be good to you from now on; Whatever you want to do, I support you. I am more well-behaved, not a demon, and besides, I never ask too much of a woman."

As he spoke, he stood up and held out his hand.

The girl hesitated for a moment and put her hand in Zhao Jingyang's hand.

Clench.

After getting out of the teahouse, the girl walked to her little cart, took out from the drawer a very old-looking, broken but forcibly put together populace, stared at it, and threw it into the trash can next to it.

Zhao Jingyang just looked at her like this, and she turned around, showing a smile as white as a flower.

Then he made a gesture and motioned for Zhao Jingyang to follow her.

...

On the diagonal opposite side of the road, under a traffic light, two homeless men, one fat and one thin, were watching Zhao Jingyang pushing Xiaofang's small cart, talking and laughing with Xiaofang.

The fat man couldn't help but say, "Hey, dumb man, is this looking for a man?"

The thin man was expressionless, watching the figures of Zhao Jingyang and Xiaofang disappear into the corner of the street, he gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly: "Go!"

"What?" The fat man was dazed.

"Keep up!" Skinny people cut their teeth.

All the way here, Zhao Jingyang followed Xiaofang to her home.

In the slum, a courtyard with a single family, although it is dilapidated, but the area is not small.

Before I even entered the door, I heard the sound of laughter chattering inside.

Xiao Fang pushed the door open, and there was a burst of cheers inside: "Sister is back!"

A group of children came to besiege them.

There were more than a dozen, only two boys, and all the others were girls. And all of them are physically defective, and some of them are also unable to speak, ahhh Some are missing arms, some are missing legs, some have clear eyes, and some are rabbit lips.

Dressed, though plain, are clean; The face and hands were also washed cleanly.

Very good.

Xiaofang made a gesture, and the children knew who Zhao Jingyang was. A little boy with a somewhat lame leg timidly approached: "Uncle, you will definitely be good to my sister in the future, right?"

Zhao Jingyang laughed and touched his head: "Of course. I am not only good to Xiaofang, but also good to you."

The little boy grinned.

When dealing with children, Zhao Jingyang is an expert. Starting from Sanmao's little children, Zhao Jingyang is the savior of children!

On the beach in front, how many homeless children did Zhao Jingyang take in?!

[Xiaofang, from the movie Kung Fu, played by Huang Shengyi]

King of People: Start with Shanghai Tang.

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