Luoyang city streets, in the rain.

"Please, everyone, do well, and reward me with a little copper. A naked, little beggar spoke.

Passers-by came and went with oil umbrellas, ignoring his emotional pleas.

The little beggar looked around, shaking the porcelain bowl in his hand with his dirty hands, and estimated that he had not eaten in a few days.

"Gollum~"

His stomach was already hungry, but there were very few copper plates in his bowl. Even if you can eat enough for this meal, you will continue to starve for the next meal.

He couldn't spend this small amount of money indiscriminately, and after thinking about it, he put away the copper plate in the bowl.

"Please......" He stared at the pockets of the people around him, always feeling that someone would be generous in the next second.

Bang Bell!

A large piece of silver slipped out of someone's pocket, and was now on the ground, only a foot away from him.

"Yes...... It's silver!" He looked straight at the silver that had just appeared.

The atmosphere in the streets was too noisy, and the sound of a silver falling was not enough to alarm passers-by.

No one would know that there was a silver on the ground, and God really opened his eyes, and he secretly rejoiced.

He patted his unkempt face and rushed forward.

"Haha, my silver. An old beggar picked up the silver from the ground and smiled with a yellow-toothed grin.

He cursed the old beggar from the bottom of his heart, accusing him of embezzling his property and not knowing his integrity.

"Stinky boy, you know a!" the old beggar denied again and again.

"You're a thief if you don't die!" The little beggar accused him fiercely in front of all the passers-by.

"If you say it again, I'll kill you little!" the old beggar was furious, thinking that he had to teach the little devil a lesson.

"I'm going to say it, and I'm going to tell it to everyone!!," said the little beggar, facing the passer-by, and put his hands to his mouth in a trumpet shape.

"You bastard!" said the old beggar, slapping him in the face, "you said to show me!

The little beggar was beaten by the old beggar, and gradually bent down with his head in his hands.

"You must not die well...... the little beggar scolded quietly.

"Dare to scold me, I'll beat you to death!" The old beggar struck a heavy hand this time, beating the little beggar to the point of bleeding.

"Wooh!" the little beggar was kicked against the wall, out of breath.

"It's a long life, little ghost......" The old beggar couldn't keep up with his physical strength, and he also began to gasp.

Two beggars, one old and one young, fought on the corner of the street.

And the passers-by only glanced at it a few times and still hurried away, without much change, except for a young man in Tsing Yi.

"Grandpa, you just stole one of my silver, didn't you?" asked the young man.

"I didn't steal it, don't talk nonsense!" said the old beggar, putting the silver in his tattered pocket.

The boy sighed helplessly and said, "Look, the silver has fallen to the ground. ”

The old beggar bowed his head in astonishment, and a piece of silver rolled at his feet.

"How could it be ......" The old beggar touched his pocket, and there was a big hole in it.

"Your clothes are rotten. The boy stretched out his palm and said, "Give me back the money." ”

"Tsk, you must have colluded to deceive me......" the old beggar twitched his lips.

"I didn't lie to you, the money is mine. ”

"I won't give it! I picked it up first, so it's mine. ”

The little beggar opened his red and swollen eyes, shook his hands and said in a fist: "You cheap old man, you are strong and reasonable. ”

"Well, then, I'll give you five more pieces of silver. The young man gave five pieces of silver to the old beggar and said, "Now I will kill you on the spot, you scumbag, do you have any opinion?"

The young man's eyes were bloodshot, and he said with murderous intent: "I will chop off your arms, legs, and feet one by one and crush them into meat foam!

"Ahhhh

"Finally scared him away. The boy wiped his sweat and said.

"You saved me...... Thank you. ”

"No thanks, little friend. What's your name?"

The little beggar said weakly, "My parents died when I was very young, and they didn't name me. ”

"That's right, don't cry. ”

"However, I remember my father's surname was Wu. The little beggar wiped his tears and said.

"The surname is Wu...... Okay, I got it. ”

"What about you, big brother?" asked the little beggar rhetorically.

"My name is Wu Mingkai, please advise. ”