Looking at this scene, Zhao Ding's heart felt as uncomfortable as if he had been pricked by a needle.

In this world, some people are drunk on gold and do not hesitate to spend a lot of money and silver for their own gold, while some people are so difficult to even have food and clothing.

Especially the size of that child, which was the same as his nephew in his previous life.

It was supposed to be an innocent and carefree era, but now....

"Uncle, it's okay, let's enjoy some food...."

The humble and faint sound of begging continued.

But what can be ushered in is still indifferent treatment.

On the side of the road, those in brocade clothes with peaceful smiles on their faces walked away quickly with disgust.

Zhumen dog meat stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Screaming and screaming, the small figure that was so dirty that it was impossible to tell whether it was a boy or a girl gradually drifted in the other direction.

Following the child's gaze, a stall selling noodles and pancakes was steaming across the street.

The child's gaze was stunned, and the Adam's apple seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

Suddenly, her head tilted.

Because he saw that the owner of the pancake stall brought a few freshly baked pancakes and two bowls of hot noodles to a middle-aged man with a little boy sitting next to the stall.

Looking at the hot noodles, and the freshly baked crispy noodles, the little boy picked up the bar and took a bite, ate it and seemed to notice the child opposite, picked up the pancakes and said a few words to the middle-aged man next to him who had a somewhat similar face.

I couldn't hear what was said.

But the little boy's hand holding the pancake was down.

Looking at the clothes worn by the middle-aged man and the little boy, it seems that there is nothing to blame.

After all, in this era, when it is difficult to protect oneself, there is indeed no surplus food to help others.

But after an inaudible whisper.

As you can see, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, took a piece of pancake that had not been touched, and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy suddenly had a smile on his face, and then he swayed away the bench under his buttocks, picked up the pancakes handed by the man, and with a smile on his immature little face, he jumped up and ran towards the old man who was begging on the side of the road and the child who couldn't tell the difference between men and women.

"Take it and eat it."

The little boy's immature voice sounded in Zhao Ding's ears for the first time.

It's so immature, but it's so kind.

"I can't do it, I can't do it."

The old man was just about to pick it up, but seeing that it was a child about the same age as his granddaughter, he forcibly endured the belly that had already turned upside down, and quickly shirked it.

"Grandpa, eat."

The child was extremely immature, and still stubbornly took the pancake in his hand and handed it to the old man.

Beside the old man, the child with a dirty little face who couldn't see clearly, looked at the pancakes in front of him that exuded a tempting aroma, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and grabbed the tattered clothes of the old man next to him with his only clear eyes.

"Uncle, eat, eat."

Not far away, the middle-aged man sitting at the stall turned around with a gentle smile, picked up the untouched noodle soup on the table, and handed it over.

"This ....."

The old man hesitated for a moment, but it seemed that after all, he couldn't help but make a fuss in the temple, and after kneeling down to thank the middle-aged man and the little boy, he took the noodle soup in the middle-aged man's hand and the pancakes in the little boy's hand.

was about to bite into it, but stopped again, and handed the noodle soup and pancakes to the child next to him: "Baby, you eat first." ”

The dirty child beside the old man saw his grandfather speak, and he couldn't hold back any longer, so he grabbed the pancakes and the noodle soup and devoured them.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Ding grinned.

The world is in tatters, but there are still people who make up for it.

Although the middle-aged man and the little boy were dressed simply, they were ten thousand times more beautiful than those passers-by who were dressed luxuriously in front of Zhao Ding's eyes, but they didn't even look at the old man and the child.

At this time, Zhang San also walked out of the jewelry shop on the side of the road and came to Zhao Ding's eyes: "Lord Wang, do you want to..."

"Give them some money, and pay for the food of the man and his children."

Zhao Ding looked in the direction of the middle-aged man who had given food to the old man and the child just now.

"Understood."

Zhang San nodded.

Just about to step forward.

On the side of the road, in a satin village with a gorgeous façade, a man wearing a man's robe and a crooked hat walked out angrily.

"Old man, don't go, don't ask for food at the door of our shop.

Get out of here! ”

In an instant, the beauty that had just risen in Zhao Ding's heart was shattered.

The man stepped forward and kicked the broken pottery bowl in front of the old man.

The frightened old man instantly hugged his granddaughter in horror, and the noodle soup that the girl had just eaten half of in her hand was also frightened by this and fell to the ground in horror.

"You guys are here, how are we doing business, get out of here!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in the store, who was obviously much more luxurious than the guy, with a ruddy face and a round belly and a round waist, also walked out aggressively.

"Go up."

Zhao Ding commanded.

Zhang San jumped forward and hurriedly stepped forward.

The middle-aged man seemed a little puzzled, and raised his foot again and kicked it over.

Frightened, the old man hurriedly hugged the child in his arms.

However, just when the middle-aged man in a brocade robe, with a big belly and a round waist, was about to kick the old man, he couldn't kick it anymore.

When he looked up, he saw a young man with a thin figure and a subordinate dressed as a subordinate man, pressing his leg with one hand, and behind the young man dressed as a subordinate man.

A young man in a brocade robe stood slowly.

Looking at this Zhao Ding, especially the outfit on Zhao Ding's body, and then looking at Zhang San's obvious momentum of practicing his family, the middle-aged man in the original fierce brocade clothes suddenly changed a smile on his face, and said flatteringly: "This master.... This old man is at our door, and he interferes with business, and you see, the people on the street are not coming to us. ”

"Then that's why you hit someone?"

Zhao Ding looked at him coldly.

He Zhao Ding has lived a hard life, and he also knows the hardships of the common people in this era, if he can pull out a bowl of rice from the ground, who would want to come here to beg, let alone bring his granddaughter.

Moreover, the old man's begging position is obviously still a lot away from the shop, even if passers-by want to enter, it will not be affected.

And the reason why the shopkeeper of the silk shop said this at the moment is obviously to attribute the sin of having no business in his store to the old man and the child.

"Say, why are you beating people?"

Zhang San also stepped forward and asked angrily.

At the same time, he reached for the short knife pinned behind him.

He came from a poor background, and these are the things he looks down on the most.

"This ....."

The middle-aged fat man in brocade choked, his fat and ruddy face turned slightly pale with fright, and he hesitated for a long time, not daring to speak.

Even this fat middle-aged guy behind him was too scared to move at the moment.

Especially looking at Zhang San's eyes that obviously really killed people, his eyes flickered slightly, and he subconsciously twisted to the side, not daring to look at each other.

"Villain ....."

After a while, the fat middle-aged man in brocade clothes spoke, but between words, his tone became more and more humble.

"Shut up."

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by Zhao Ding, "Your business is not good, it's your business, you think he is in the way of your business, you can also let him go somewhere else, but this is not a reason for you to beat someone."

If you are rich and unkind, you will be punished sooner or later! ”

Zhao Ding looked at the middle-aged man coldly, but after thinking about it, he didn't continue, shook his head, and waved his hand: "You go." ”

"Eh, eh, eh!"

Hearing Zhao Ding's words, the fat middle-aged man suddenly gave amnesty, hurriedly greeted the guy who was already scared stupid, and stumbled towards the store.

After returning to the store, he looked at Zhao Ding, who was still in front of the old man and the child, and scolded: "Phew, what kind of good person to pretend, I also met the master of Qingtian, you have the ability, you take it to the family!" ”

As he spoke, he spat on the ground again.