Volume 1, Wandering Three Thousand Miles Chapter 5, The End of Wandering
In the bustling bazaar, a little beggar dressed in tattered silk walked with a stray dog in his arms.
He walked to a bun shop and looked at the boss pitifully, his stomach growling appropriately.
"I'm hungry!"
Seeing this situation, the owner of the steamed bun shop with stubble on his face said with disgust and anger, "Go away, go away, little beggar! Don't stop me from doing business if you don't have money, your taste has ruined my buns!"
The little beggar didn't seem to hear the scolding of the owner of the steamed bun shop, and his dirty two little hands were about to stuff the bun into his mouth.
The boss was furious and hurriedly stepped forward, knocked down the little beggar, and recaptured the bun. He also scolded and scolded in his mouth, "You little beggar, you are robbing?!
After all, he made a gesture to repair the little beggar, but when he saw his pitiful appearance, he couldn't do it after all.
The big foot that had been stretched out was embarrassed to retract again. He turned to wave to the little beggar, "Look at your poor bastard, I won't beat you, let's go!"
The little beggar didn't get to eat the buns. Seeing the boss's fierce appearance, he knew that he would never have a chance to sneak attack and eat the buns again.
The little beggar could only walk away.
Not far away, the voice of the owner of the steamed bun shop came, "Come back, little beggar! It's really unlucky, how should I sell the buns you have held?"
The little beggar quickly turned around when he heard the sound, and saw two dirty buns flying towards him and landing on the ground at his feet.
The little beggar hurriedly put down the little yellow dog he was holding and went to pick up the buns, as if he was afraid that others would snatch his buns.
As the little beggar went away, the owner of the steamed bun shop said with a depressed face, "The business hasn't opened yet, and it's really damn bad luck to spoil two of them in vain!
The little beggar is naturally a little treasure who has suffered an accident.
It has been more than two months since he was teleported out of Xiaoyue Mountain, and Xiaobao wandered around with the little yellow dog.
After experiencing this long period of wandering, Xiaobao, who had lost his parents, was already very painful, but the hardships of wandering life made him more and more desperate.
He was once chased for several streets for half a steamed bun and then beaten severely, and when he was hungry, he snatched dog food from vicious dogs and was chased by vicious dogs to the ends of the earth.
Often running on an empty stomach, chased by vicious dogs and wicked people, sometimes hungry, will also grab the wild fruit on the side of the road and stuff it into the mouth, when encountering bad luck, the fruit is poisonous, and Xiaobao who can torture dies and comes back to life. It was all thanks to the solid foundation laid by the previous insistence on cultivating the easy tire transformation in the village, and Xiaobao was able to survive by luck.
Even so, Xiaobao didn't dare to eat the wild fruits on the roadside unscrupulously. He secretly set the rule that he couldn't eat gameside meat casually unless he had to do it.
Now Xiaobao, only in his sleep, his life is beautiful, he still has a father, a mother, a playmate in the village, and a carefree life.
When he was sober, he only had a little yellow dog, and there were endless ups and downs in life to accompany him.
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Xiaobao and Little Yellow Dog shared two dirty buns to eat, and their hunger was relieved a lot in the past few days.
The combination of the two of them was still not satisfied, and the bustling market took place only once every ten and a half days, and they had to get enough food in case of emergency.
The one who asked for buns just now was their routine. But even then, it's still risky.
No, they're in trouble.
The skinny monkey boss who sold flatbread was a grumpy, and when he saw Xiaobao's dirty hands staining his flatbread, he was furious, picked up his thin palm, and greeted Xiaobao in the face.
Xiaobao fell to the ground in response, and there were many people in the lively market who suddenly came up to watch.
The boss of the thin monkey didn't stop when he saw many onlookers, but shouted, "You little beggar, Lao Tzu hasn't opened today, and your dirty little hands have destroyed a piece of my cake." Even if I feed the dogs, I won't give you anything to eat!"
The skinny monkey boss deliberately made such a high profile, he just wanted to show this group of beggars, so that their dirty hands would never dare to touch his family's flatbread again.
The crowd of onlookers watched indifferently, without the idea of helping, or even of denouncing.
The indifference of the people around made Xiaobao feel a chill. His lack of food was inextricably linked to the indifference of these people, and he did not understand why this society was so indifferent. In this indifferent society, he may not have the courage to live.
Suddenly, a voice sounded, calm and calm, "Stop! You profiteer, you just touched your bread, are you going to kill him?!"
When the skinny monkey boss heard that someone was drinking, he quickly stopped. He was amazed that someone had intervened in his anger at the little beggar.
You must know that the residents of this town wish that these little beggars would die early, so that they, and their children, would have more chances to live.
The person who came was a middle-aged old man who was a little rich. He was gorgeously dressed, holding two yellow fitness balls in his hands, and looked at the thin monkey and Xiaobao who was beaten to the ground with a smile.
When the thin monkey saw the visitor, he immediately put away his angry expression, and said to the person full of flattery, "It turned out to be Master Zhao, how can you always have the leisure to take care of such miscellaneous matters." The little one has not yet made up the silver for this month's offering, so he is counting on selling more bread today to make up the silver for the offering. The business hasn't opened yet, and this little bastard has soiled my big cake, which is really unlucky, so I didn't stop and hit the little beggar twice. ”
Listening to the thin monkey's explanation, this Zhao Dashan didn't pursue it much, just beckoned impatiently, "Okay, okay." No need to explain, don't fight this little guy, I'm going to take it away. Keep selling flatbread well!"
"Yes, yes, Master Zhao, this little bastard can be taken care of by Master Zhao, it is really his ancestor who has accumulated virtue. ”
Master Zhao no longer paid attention to the thin monkey, and continued to walk along the street, and there were two strong men in servant clothes, who picked up Xiaobao and followed him.
Master Zhao continued to go shopping, and the group of indifferent people behind him began to discuss enthusiastically.
"This little beggar, it's time to run! If you get the favor of Zhao Dashan, you can't say that you want to soar in the future!"
"Thin monkey, you can be lucky, just be careful that this little beggar will retaliate against you in the future!"
"Well, if I can wait for the day when this little bastard takes revenge on me, there will be green smoke on the ancestral grave!"
In the noisy streets, these voices were quickly drowned out, and Xiaobao obediently followed behind the great good man. He thought about his father's words, "There are still many good people in this world!"
During this period of wandering life, he almost lost hope of living, but at this moment, Xiaobao actually had a feeling of happiness, and he imagined that his wandering life was about to end.
Xiaobao followed Zhao Dashan into his manor and was arranged in a small courtyard.