The thick old ox pulls the cart, and I don't know how to eat it with the people in the cart, whether it is steamed or braised ......

I picked up an orange and ate a petal, and sure enough, it was not very sweet, and there was no delicious fruit in winter.

Break it in half and hand it to the little beggar next to him.

The little beggar smelled the fragrance of oranges, swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat, and asked, "What is this......?" Give me ......"

"Of course, let's eat!"

Zhou Sheng was lying on the ox cart, crossing Erlang's legs, looking at the sky, chewing on the tasteless orange flesh in his mouth.

The little beggar took the orange and ate a petal, eating little by little. The average orange eats a dozen bites, and each bite is a little bite......

Then, I looked at the remaining few orange cloves and carefully put them in my sleeve.

Zhou Shenghu said suspiciously: "Why don't you eat it, it's not delicious?"

The little beggar hurriedly shook his head, "No, I'll take it back to my sister to eat, she is sick and hasn't eaten fruit for a long time......"

Zhou Sheng sighed: "What a sensible baby, you are still pulling a sister, what about your parents?"

"Dead, the year before last there was a big flood, they were caught to repair the river, and they were drowned in the flood. Before I died, I asked my sister to come out to beg for food. I carried her for a long time before I got here......"

"Poor baby......"

"Let's eat the oranges, there are still a few baskets here, I'll grab them after eating!" Zhou Shengba clicked his mouth and spit out a few seeds.

Hearing this, the little beggar looked at the baskets of oranges, and was sure that the good man in front of her could not eat them, so she took out the oranges, chewed them slowly, and tasted them all......

After eating, he smiled sweetly: "Uncle Xiexie!"

"Oh?"

Zhou Sheng touched his nose, frowned and asked, "Am I that old?" Call me eldest brother, call me uncle and call me old!"

The little beggar looked at it carefully and said, "It's similar to my father, but if you don't have a beard, you should call you uncle, and Daddy said that this is polite."

"Hey, uncle is uncle, this heart is old, and his face is also old. Where is your home now, my uncle has nowhere to go, so I will go and stay with you for a few days."

"Hmm, did Uncle's Daddy and Auntie also drown in the flood?"

"Dead too, we're all miserable people!"

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The ox cart traveled to the southern city root area, which is the dirtiest and most chaotic triangle. The homeless people are running around, and bandits are rampant.

It's called the Black Triangle!!

The imperial court can't manage it at all, and it doesn't want to manage it, it's a place outside the law in Kyoto. Here, it can be said, there is not a single good family.

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The layout of Kyoto is centered on Chuo-dori Street, which runs through the whole of Kyoto. In the middle of Kyoto is the Imperial Palace. The central street is three kilometers wide and can accommodate hundreds of horses in parallel, and on both sides are the various yamen, as well as the mansions of the great officials of the dynasty. The Zhou family is also there.

The central street is divided into small streets, connecting the square-like square markets.

Overlooking Kyoto, there are pieces of tofu blocks. Most of these markets are residential houses, and some are vegetable markets, green buildings and the like.

The Fang Market, where Wenting Street is located, is a large square near Central Street.

And the black triangle is three dilapidated markets, which are inhabited by a group of disaster victims and beggars.

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When the ox cart reached the black triangle, there was a fishy stench.

The dirt on the ground was a little dark brown, as if it had been sprinkled with human blood, and a few hardy and sturdy flies were buzzing and flying.

Wisps of smoke rose from the dilapidated houses. These special people set up fires with crackling firewood to keep warm and make food.

Some people can light firewood to keep warm, while others can only be wrapped in torn cotton wool and shiver. Here, there are no rules, only grabs. As long as you fancy something, as long as you are physically strong enough, as long as you are ruthless enough, you can grab something, whether it is firewood, food, or even ...... Woman......

Of course, it's only here, if you go out, you have to be honest, otherwise the soldiers will find you. Moreover, these people are not recognized as the people of the Great Cadres and can be killed without trial......

A lot of fugitives also get here, and if the crime is not particularly big, the officials don't want to come in and arrest you.

From time to time there were shouts in the depths of the streets, the clashing of weapons, and the snorting of knives stabbing into flesh.

A young man covered in blood rushed out, one of his arms was gone, and it was dripping with blood.

When the little beggar saw this scene, although his face was a little pale, he was quite calm, and it seemed that he was used to it.

The young man only glanced faintly at him, and then continued to flee. There were a few loud shouts from behind: "zhanzhu, you can't escape......"

Several men with knives then rushed out, their knives were a kind of steppe scimitars, stained with blood, and a few drops of blood were splashed on their clothes.

The young man lost too much blood and couldn't escape, so he was hacked to death by several big men, and his body was chopped into several pieces.

Zhou Sheng saw this picture, sighed, and then drove the ox cart away, this is none of his business, neither side is a good thing, and he will not go down with a kitchen knife to do chivalrous deeds......

The few big men who hacked the young man to death slashed a few knives on the young man's body angrily, snorted, and snorted coldly: "What the hell, dare to rob a woman with Brother Hei, it's really a ...... to death."

These three markets are divided into large squares, two squares, and three squares. There are also three overlords in secret, Black Big, Black Two, and Black Three. It's all ruthless stubble that came out of the prison, killing people without blinking.

Hei Da is the most ruthless, he once peeled human skin alive, buried people in the snow, exposed only one head, cut a small hole on his forehead with a knife, and poured mercury into it.

The density of mercury is high, it will sink, and the person will panic in pain, and if he exerts force, he will jump out of the ground. The human skin remained in the ground, and what jumped out was a flesh-and-blood man......

Tragic!

There is also burying people alive, Ling Chi, tiger chairs, burning people to death with a burnt iron, and there is also a kind of torture, which is to tie people to wooden pillars, use a long pair of pliers, stick them through their nostrils, stir them in the brain, wrap their brains around the pliers, and then drag them out, dragging them out alive......

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Zhou Shengsheng is Erfang, that is, the fang market managed by Hei Er.

Among the several big men, there is one who is missing an eye, known as the one-eyed dragon Zhang San. He looked at Zhou Sheng's ox cart with his only remaining eye, snorted, and scolded: "There is a newcomer again, this corpse will be disposed of later, and we will teach him the rules......"

"Yes, third brother, looking at what that kid is wearing, there should be a few big boards. The cow alone was worth a lot of money, and the ......brothers were hungry for the stew, and a few baskets of oranges on it."

"Yes, that kid really doesn't understand the rules, he didn't come down to say hello, give us things, you have to train him well, let him show the rules, otherwise he won't know how to die......"

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The ox cart came to a corner of the market and barked twice in front of a dilapidated yard.

"Moo"

"Moo"

Zhou Sheng drove the ox cart in, parked the ox cart in the yard, and then looked around the surrounding environment.

This courtyard is very dilapidated, without the slightest popularity, there is an ancient well, an old tree, the old tree is entwined with withered vines, and two gourds are hung on it......

This was also the yard of the legitimate family, but it was relocated a long time ago, and it was left here, and there were no good things left......

When the little beggar arrived home, he was obviously very happy, his little face was flushed, his little hand grabbed two citrus fruits in the basket, smiled at Zhou Sheng, and ran into the house.

Zhou Sheng also smiled faintly and followed her into the house.

The room was dilapidated, but it was clean, with a table with missing legs and two wooden piers as benches. On the table there was a porcelain bowl with a notch, and on it was half a bowl of porridge, and the inside was as thin as water, and the rice grains could be counted......

It was cold in the room, and the porridge was already frozen......

The tattered windows, blocked with a few pieces of paper, kept out the heavy snow outside, but the cold air seeped in from the outside.

In the corner, there is a bed, the bed is not high, only a few tens of centimeters, and it is covered with a thick layer of licorice. There is a rag on the licorice, which should be a quilt.

Inside the quilt, you can see that there is a villain.

The little beggar pounced and gently lifted the quilt, revealing a small figure in a tattered gray thick cotton jacket. It was a little girl who was only one or two years old, as small as a mouse, and looked like she weighed about ten pounds, as if she had just been born.

The little girl's face was a little sickly pale, and when she saw her sister coming back, she tried to open her mouth and scream.

"Sister...... Sister ......"

A sweet smile appeared on the little beggar's face, "Good! Xiaoman is hungry, my sister brought you oranges, and I will feed you."

The little beggar peeled off the orange peel, carefully tore off the white silk on it, crushed it into orange water, and dripped it into the little girl's mouth.

Feeling that the orange water was a little sweet, the little girl smiled happily.

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Zhou Sheng originally felt a little pitiful, but when he saw this poor sister, he felt that they were even more pitiful.

Some tears flashed in the corners of Zhou Sheng's eyes, and he couldn't help rubbing them, rubbing his eyes red.

The little beggar glanced back at Zhou Sheng and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"The sand is blind".

Zhou Sheng moved a wooden mound, sat on this grass bed, and picked up the poor, sick little girl.

When the little girl saw the stranger, she cried and grabbed her sister next to her with her little hand.

"Don't cry, Xiaoman, uncle is a good person......"

When the little girl heard her sister's comfort, she stopped crying and gave Zhou Sheng a smiling little face.

A one- or two-year-old child can already understand something!

"Girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Li Xiaowen, and my sister's name is Li Xiaoman......"

"Hey, Uncle is also a person, you can live with me in the future!"

Hearing Zhou Sheng's words, the little beggar was stunned, she had already understood the hot and cold world at a young age, and she had long known that there were not many kind-hearted people in this world......

Two lines of tears flowed down her face, and she laughed and said, "Xiexie, uncle, you are such a good person." I can't live alone with my sister. It's okay for me to be hungry, but Xiao Man can't be hungry. She was sick, and I didn't have the money to buy medicine and see a doctor for her, so I had to pick up some orange peels and come back, boil some orange water, and give her a hot ......"

The girl in Zhou Sheng's arms, seeing her sister crying, had some thin little hands in the depths, and tried hard to wipe the tears on her sister's face.

Zhou Sheng looked at this little hand, and felt a pain in his heart, such a big child, which one is not raised for nothing!

"Gollum~~"

Xiaowen's belly gurgled a little, her face turned red with shame, and she ran to the porcelain bowl on the table, wanting to eat some ice porridge.

"Don't eat that, today Uncle invited you to eat beef, and it will be warm to drink broth on a cold snowy day."

Zhou Sheng wrapped the little girl in his arms in the quilt and covered it with a thick layer of licorice. When he went out, he chopped the old cow to death with one palm, covered his fingernails like knives, peeled the cowhide, removed the internal organs, and chopped it into fist-sized pieces of meat.

He cut down the old tree next to him with a knife in one hand, chopped it into firewood with his bare hands, set up a fire, found an iron pot that was missing, washed it with water from the ancient well, and squatted on the fire.

Add half a bucket of water, more than a dozen catties of beef, and after a while, the aroma of meat wafts out.

Since the iron pot is a little small, only one beef leg can be stewed.

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Smelling the aroma of meat, Li Xiaowen was a little greedy, she hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Zhou Sheng set up a fire again, warmed some boiling water, and said: "Find a wooden barrel and let Xiao Man soak in it, her illness is just an ordinary wind chill, soak in a hot bath, eat more fruits, and get through it by getting a good night's sleep......"

"Haode, uncle"

In the room, the little girl took a hot bath, and her little face was really red. Zhou Sheng wrapped her robe around her. Although this robe is thin, it is made by the Holy One, and it is not a mortal thing. It's warm and ......

Zhou Sheng is dressed in white singles, and he is not too cold, he is very strong, even if he wants to get sick, it is difficult!

"Xiaowen, you can wash it too, your body is sour......"

Hearing Zhou Sheng's words, Li Xiaowen was a little shy, and muttered in a voice bigger than a mosquito: "Uncle, you go out first, and I'll wash it later."

"Haha, you're still shy, just your small ribs, what's so good-looking, uncle is not rare to look ......"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and walked out.

The little beggar took a bath, and the dust on his body was washed off, revealing a face that was still dusty.

She also has a lot of scars on her body, a bite mark on her calf, and a piece of meat that fell out, which was bitten by her owner's dog when she went to ask for food......

It's clean, it's neat, and the broth is cooked.

Zhou Sheng took a broken copper basin, put some burning charcoal in it, brought it into the house, and put the iron pot on it.

When I was cooking, the black smoke was too big to be in the house, but now the charcoal is brought into the house, not only does it not smoke, but it also warms up a lot......

The little beggar hugged her sister and fed her a little broth. The little one was visibly hungry and ate in large gulps. Due to the fever, my appetite was not very good, and after eating a few spoonfuls, I stopped eating after some stomach incidents.

My sister slept, and the little beggar came back to eat. She eats more, after all, she eats cold steamed buns every day, and the days are too bitter!!

"Slow down, don't choke......"

Zhou Sheng sat on the wooden pier and watched the little beggar opposite gobbling up food, and felt a sense of satisfaction......