Chapter 8: The Strange Beggar

Yu Ren nodded. Anyway, it was already very close to Fuzhou City, and there were still two days left in the agreed time with Li Yu, so he was not in a hurry.

After Cao An left, Yu Ren picked up a steamed bun left on the table, sandwiched the remaining slices of beef on the plate, and prepared to eat it. He was strictly disciplined by his father since he was a child, but he developed a good habit of not wasting it.

As soon as Yu Ren picked up the steamed bun, he felt as if someone was staring at him. Yu Ren hurriedly raised his head.

I saw a little unkempt beggar standing outside the door, looking at him intently. To be more precise, it should be staring at the steamed bun in his hand. Yu Ren couldn't eat it anymore. It's like a frog is eating, and suddenly you see a toad staring at you next to you, and it doesn't fight or grab, it just salivates at you. I guess it would be hard to swallow even if you were to change to you!

Although Yu Ren never thought of himself as a good person, he still had some kindness, especially for the weak. Seeing the pitiful appearance of this little beggar, he couldn't help but feel compassion. Another reason, of course, was that he had lost his appetite when he saw the appearance of the little beggar.

"Do you want to eat?" Yu Ren raised the steamed bun in his hand.

The little beggar seemed startled when he saw Yu Ren suddenly speaking to him. While shaking his head again and again, he blushed and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Yu Ren was secretly strange. The boy looked at him as a beggar, but he didn't seem to behave like a beggar. How can a beggar blush in the face of alms! This shows that he is not really a beggar, so who is he?

Although he couldn't guess the reason for a while, Yu Ren didn't want to do much. After all, he must have only arrived in this place, and his memory of this period of history is only stuck in a few important things, but he knows nothing about the world, customs, laws and other things that are really closely related to his life. Therefore, it is better to be careful in everything.

Thinking like this, Yu Ren lowered his head and ate his steamed buns again.

But before he finished eating a steamed bun, he felt that Fang Cai's eyes were staring at him again. As soon as Yu Ren looked up, sure enough, the little beggar who had just run away came back. And he was still standing by the pillar of Fang Cai, looking at him.

When Yu Ren looked at him directly, this time, the little beggar did not run away again, he seemed to have made up his mind; Facing Yu Ren's direct gaze, he still stood firmly next to the pillar under the grass shed, but his head hung very low. Yu Ren secretly looked at the little beggar in front of him.

The little beggar was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a yellow face and a thin body, but he was not short, but at first glance he looked seriously undernourished.

"Little Er, help me get five more steamed buns." Yu Ren shouted.

Xiao Er was very quick, and after a while, he brought five more steamed buns. Yu Ren didn't tell him to put it down, but pointed to the little beggar outside the door.

Xiao Er didn't realize it for a while, and was stunned for a moment.

"Give him these steamed buns!" Yu Ren saw that Xiao Er was standing still and did not move, so he said.

As soon as Xiao Er heard this, he hurriedly put down the steamed buns and confessed to Yu Ren again and again. "Little boy, don't be angry. In a small rural place like ours, there are so many flowers that we can't catch up, so there's really no way. They are all poor people, too. You have a lot of old people, so you might as well let him go. I'm going to get rid of him. ”

Xiao Er thought that Yu Ren was talking the opposite, and this kind of thing is also common. He was afraid that Yu Ren would be angry, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was going out to catch the little beggar.

Yu Ren stopped him. "Hey! Why can't you understand what I'm saying! I obviously said to let you give him these steamed buns, who told you to drive him away! ”

Xiao Er stopped at this time, believing that Yu Ren really wanted to give the steamed buns to the little beggar. But he was still a little hesitant, took the steamed bun and asked again: "Do you really want to give it to him?" "After all, this kind of thing had to be put on hold three or five years ago, and that would have been all too common. But now it's different, there have been many flowers in recent years, and southern Fujian has also been plagued by disasters year after year. Although I heard that the disaster in the north was much worse than theirs, southern Fujian was not much better. Many people who used to be well-off still have to pawn things occasionally to get by. And the price of rice grain has been soaring, and the money for three steamed buns five years ago can only be bought one now.

"Of course it's true. Little second brother Mo doesn't think that I don't even have the money to overpay these steamed buns! Yu Ren didn't understand why this little two had such a reaction.

"No, no, absolutely not. Don't be angry, old man. The villain took the steamed bun over. With that, Xiao Er delivered the five snow-white steamed buns to the little beggar.

The little beggar didn't dare to take it at first. Xiao Er picked one up and stuffed it into his hand. "Take it! You are considered to have taken shit luck today, and you actually met a bodhisattva-hearted person like Xiao Gongzi. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Er stuffed the remaining steamed buns into the little beggar's hand.

The little beggar took the steamed bun, glanced up at Yu Ren, turned around and ran back.

Xiao Er saw that the little beggar didn't thank Yu Ren, afraid that Yu Ren would be unhappy, so he hurriedly reminded him. "Countrymen just don't know how to be polite, the little boy is so kind, why don't you say thank you!"

When the little beggar heard Xiao Er's words, he stopped. turned around and bowed to Yu Ren while holding the steamed bun.

Yu Ren raised his hand. "It's just a few steamed buns, little brother doesn't have to take it to heart."

The little beggar glanced at Yu Ren again, turned around and left.

"Although Brother Yu is generous, he is afraid that these steamed buns are just a drop in the bucket. I expected the little beggar to come back in a moment. A neutral voice suddenly sounded behind Yu Ren.

When Yu Ren heard this voice, he hurriedly turned his head. It turned out that Li Yu had already entered the shed at some point. She is still dressed as a scholar, but Ying'er has changed her daughter's shirt and stands behind her.

Yu Ren was very happy to see Li Yu arrive, so he hurriedly leaned over and sat opposite her.

"What does Brother Li mean by this?"

Li Yu didn't answer Yu Ren's words immediately, she summoned Xiao Er first and asked for some food. From the busy work in the morning to now, she is also hungry.

"Brother Yu don't ask the reason first, and see if my judgment is right."

Seeing Li Yu say this, Yu Ren had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, temporarily put aside the matter of the little beggar, and asked about the resettlement of those refugees in Mizhi County.

"Don't worry! I've got them all arranged. He farmed in a temple outside Lianjiang County. The presiding officer of the temple was a friend of my father, and it happened that there were hundreds of acres of land in their temple, and the monks couldn't take care of it. Seeing that there will be a few months before the spring ploughing, and the temple will not waste much food on them, the host is happy to take them in. ”

So, the two chatted about the aftermath of the farewell. Hearing that Yu Ren had found the lost scholar, Li Yu was also happy for him. The two were chatting when they heard footsteps outside the shed.

Yu Ren turned his head to look. The little beggar from Fang Cai really came back. He was still standing in the position outside the grass hut, looking directly at Yu Ren.

Yu Ren couldn't help but feel even more strange when he saw that he was still as hungry.

"Didn't you eat the steamed bun I just gave you?"

The little beggar heard Yu Ren ask, but he didn't dare to answer, just lowered his head to his chest.

Seeing that he was really pitiful like this, Yu Ren couldn't help but sigh lightly. asked Xiao Er to bring him five more steamed buns.

Xiao Er agreed, and immediately went to get five steamed buns, wrapped them in a piece of paper, and handed them to the little beggar.

"What's your name?"

"Cao Wenzhao." The little beggar finally burst out with a word. This let Yu Ren know that he is not a dumb person.

The little beggar took the steamed bun and still didn't thank him, but only bowed to Yu Renshen, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

Yu Ren glanced at Li Yu, "This, what's going on?" ”

Li Yu still didn't answer, but got up and stood up. "Let's go over and see, and we'll understand everything."

Yu Ren also had this intention, so the three of them quietly followed behind the little beggar.

After walking for about a mile, a forest appeared in front of me. On the edge of the woods, beside the dirt slope, there was a group of people, about twenty or thirty. They seemed to be basking in the sun here, and they seemed to be too hungry to walk. Looking at the outfits of these people, they are also very similar to the group of victims I met yesterday.

"Are these people also the victims who escaped from Mizhi County?" Yu Ren is now more and more dependent on this Li Yu, and it feels like she is really like a fairy, knowing everything.

"It's not. They escaped from Liaodong. The Jurchens occupied Fushun, and most of the Han people in Fushun fled into the pass. Normally, these people will settle down when they flee to Zhili. However, these people were told that they had escaped by accident when they encountered a merchant ship heading south. The kind shipowner took them to Fuzhou along the way. ”

Yu Ren nodded. As the two were talking, they saw that the little beggar had entered the crowd. The little beggar walked towards the northwest corner of the crowd, where several people were sitting beside the dirt slope. It was a woman with three children. The two older were boys, the eldest was twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger was only about ten years old, and the woman had a little girl of four or five years old in her arms.

The girl was eating a small half of a steamed bun in her hand, and the woman was holding a broken bowl with a small half bowl of water, as if she was afraid that the child would choke on it, so she could feed her water.

"Mom, I'm still hungry!" The youngest boy shouted as he stared at the steamed bun in his sister's hand.

The older boy raised his hand and gave the little boy a slap. "Mom's steamed buns are all for you to eat, and you are still hungry!"

The little boy was beaten by his brother and sat on the ground and began to cry. The two were arguing when the little beggar he had seen outside the tea shed walked over. When the two saw the little beggar, they gathered around him.