In the corner of the south of Beiping City, the dense houses are a little dilapidated.

This is the largest slum in Beiping, different from the prosperity of other locations, located in the gourd alley far away from the two prosperous main roads in the south of the city, living the most depressed group of people in the whole Beiping.

Nuo Hai limped on crutches on the bumpy and waterlogged road, following the middle-aged businessman in front of him for half an hour.

The shop of the middle-aged merchant is open on the street in front, according to the sign hanging at the door of the store, the customers of the whole Beiping, there is no one that their family can not satisfy, even if you want to live on the edge of the imperial city, they can also make a house for you in Xinghua Lane.

I don't know if Nuo Hai had a heart, put some beard on his face, covered the young man's body with silk clothes, and pretended to be a merchant, so he went to this shop and made his request: he wanted to buy a huge empty house to use as a warehouse, specially used to stack the river fresh food transported from the south, and it had to be in the slum, and he didn't want to be complained by the nearby residents that the smell was too strong.

As soon as the middle-aged businessman saw the big business coming to the door, he personally took Nuohai to see the house, and the conversation was extremely enthusiastic.

Although the customer's request is a little strange, for them, as long as there is money to be made, it doesn't matter what identity you want.

The roadside was full of yellow-skinned, thin-clothed people, both men and women, who found a dry place to sit at random, numbly looked at the passing merchants and Nuohai, and stretched out their dirty hands to beg for some money.

Shang Jia covered his mouth and nose with a silk scarf, turned his head to Nuo Hai and said, "Don't worry, guests, there weren't so many homeless people in the past, they all came from the north recently, sneaking into the city to eat and wait for death." ”

He stretched out his foot and kicked away a woman who had come up to hold the toddler and beg, and when he saw the stains on his feet, he began to curse at the woman again.

Nuo Hai frowned in the back: "Hurry up." ”

The middle-aged businessman let go of the woman, apologized to Nuo Hai, and continued to lead Nuo Hai to his destination.

The people around looked at this scene with expressionless faces, and no one paid attention to the mother and daughter who fell into the sewage.

He didn't take another look at Nuohai, who had walked by, and he understood many years ago that things in this world could not be managed, and to be a kind person often ended nothing.

At the end of the alley there was a wide clearing, surrounded by no houses, but overgrown with grass, and in the distance there was a small lake, and a large empty house appeared in the center of the clearing.

The middle-aged merchant pointed to the empty house and introduced: "This is a warehouse that our firm bought before, the original owner is also in business, but it is dry goods, there are no residents in this vicinity, and the guests don't have to worry about the smell disturbing the people, and the guests are satisfied?" ”

Nuohai nodded, opened the door of the warehouse and went in for a turn, making sure that it was not much different from his imagination.

He paid the money, accepted the title deed, and looked at the warehouse, which looked extremely large in the sun, and was stunned.

The sun spilled down from behind, shining on the young man's green clothes, and suddenly he looked a little like the green shirt scholar.

......

In a remote alley, a group of teenagers blocked two children at the end of the alley.

The boy of the two children was a little older, protecting the girl behind him, although he had a dish on his face, he was still not afraid of the young people, and just shouted, "Why are you bullying us? We didn't mess with you! ”

A teenager laughed and played with the boy's half-shaved hair: "You untouchables, sneak into the city to do something like stealing chickens and dogs, thinking that others don't know?" ”

The boy looked up a little angrily: "We don't! My sister and I went into the city and begged in the streets, never stole anything! ”

The other teenager was a little tired of teasing, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he kicked the boy in the chest directly.

The boy was still young, and his body was a little thin because of malnutrition, and he was kicked back a few steps, and the girl behind him was pressed under him.

At the moment, he couldn't care about the blood surging, the boy quickly got up in pain and hugged his sister behind him.

Raindrops of fists and legs fell on him, and the boy just defended the rest of his sister, buried his head, and was beaten and wailed.

A group of teenagers vented at the boy, their fists and feet gradually stopped, and the oldest of them took two breaths and tapped the boy with his finger: "Don't let us see you in this area in the future, otherwise I will beat you once I see you!" ”

The boy didn't make a sound, only his chest was still rising and falling slightly, but he didn't dare to look at the group of teenagers with hateful eyes, so he could only hide under his scattered hair.

The leading boy scolded twice, gave the boy another kick, and then led the group of people to walk away slowly.

There was a low cry from underneath, and the boy quickly let go of his hand to look at his sister, only to find that his sister had already been frightened to tears.

The boy hugged his sister, wiped her tears, and coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, my brother is fine." ”

The little girl cried and said, "Brother, you are bleeding." ”

The boy felt some rust in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth, and found that some blood had overflowed, and he pretended to be fine: "It's just a beating, I've gotten used to it recently, my brother is fine, don't be afraid, Xiaoqing." ”

He tried his best to stand up, but found that he couldn't use his strength at all, and instead helped his sister to fall to the wet and cold ground.

The boy who pretended to be strong felt endless grievances welling up in his heart at this time, he covered his eyes with his hands, and his voice was a little choked: "Brother, isn't it useless?" ”

The little girl dragged the boy's hand with difficulty, trying to help the boy up, and when she saw the boy's pitiful appearance, she also shed tears: "Woo..."

The sound of crutches on the stone bricks was crisp, the sound slowly approached, the boy's choking stopped, he looked vigilantly at the approaching young man in Tsing Yi, and pulled his sister behind him.

Probably because of the crutches, the young man in Tsing Yi stood a little crooked, and his gaze fell on the boy's face, as if he had seen his own appearance a long time ago.

At that time, there were a few people around me... Sneaking into the city together, they are chased and beaten by vendors and local children.

It's just that they're all dead, and they're still alive.

He was silent for a moment, then took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and threw it on the ground, and turned to leave.

The boy's gaze shifted from the silver on the ground to the back of the departing young man in Tsing Yi: "Who are you?" ”

The figure of the young man in Tsing Yi stopped: "Is it a fleeing refugee?" ”

The boy regained some strength, stood up with the support of the girl, and looked at the typical Yuanren appearance of the young man in Tsing Yi: "So what?" ”

"What about the parents?"

The boy's eyes darkened: "Died on the way to escape." ”

"What do you want to do in the future?"

The boy suddenly became vigilant: "You are human traffickers? ”

If the shopkeeper was here, what would he say now?

The young man in Tsing Yi turned around and said, "Human traffickers? Worried that I'll break your hands and feet and let you beg, and then sell your sister to the Qinglou? ”

Well... Most of the shopkeepers will say this, but their Chinese words are not accurate, and they are not as joking as the shopkeeper says.

The boy's gaze showed a hint of fierceness, and he didn't look at the broken piece of silver again, clutching his chest and leading the girl to bypass it.

The young man in Tsing Yi spoke again: "Don't worry. ”

He looked into the boy's eyes: "I was beaten worse than you before." ”

"But then I met a guy who said that everyone can choose their own way of life."

The young man in Tsing Yi picked up the piece of broken silver and threw it into the boy's arms: "You can be a beggar for the rest of your life, do you want to take your sister with you?" ”

He turned around and walked away: "I have a way to live here, a chance to live again, to come or not to come, decide for yourself." ”

The boy looked at the piece of silver in his hand, and then at his sister's stained face.

He moved.