There are few places in the sky that are white, ninety percent of them are dyed with ink, for Jiuguancheng, there are few places here that are white, the ground is muddy everywhere, and the rich man Zhang can obviously sit in a sedan chair, but he just uses his newly ordered shoes to test the edge of the puddle. Accidentally, this dress was also thrown on, but he was smiling and didn't care.

Hanako, who was sheltering from the rain on the side of the road, glanced at the rich man who was playing happily by the puddle, and didn't dare to look at it, for fear of being beaten by those few family members, and muttered: "Why is this world so dirty." ”

Zhang Wucai's ears are very pointy, a rich man, the best skill is to observe words and looks, he can know how many taels of flowers and intestines are called Huazi at random glance.

But as a rich man, he is embarrassed to deal with a lowly and lowly person. He turned to the housekeeper beside him and asked, "Lao Liu, are the few glass beads given by Mrs. Li last time still there?", Lao Liu hurriedly took out a few beads of different colors from his sleeve and said, bent down and handed them up, and said with a smile: "It's all here, master." The old man with no wealth took it, five, bright gold, green, blue, red, dark yellow, yo, all five elements. He glanced at it casually for a few moments, and then made an unbelievable movement, he raised the bead to the position of his right eye, closed his left eye, and held the golden bead between his thumb and middle finger, and the bead scratched the jade wrench, making a bell.

Then, there is the sound of beads falling into a puddle. I didn't expect this bulging man to have a good hand, and it seems that he goes hunting and entertaining.

Hanako's heart is about to break. A bead is probably the greatest benefit he can seek from ten years of begging life.

Thump. Twenty years.

Plop, plop, plop. Shattered one.

Well, it's almost the rest of his life.

"The master is really accurate! Not to mention five or six meters, let alone the small one, give Wang Tiange ten chances, and he can't throw it once. ”

"Hahaha, Lao Liu, you are wrong, the surname Wang is our city protector here, the target is still good, at least twice. Ahaha. ”

"Yes, yes, it's the little one who said the wrong thing. ”

The housekeeper kept flattering Zhang Wucai while holding an umbrella, the rich man only walked in a straight line, and there was a pit in front of him that could not be bypassed, and his feet immediately went down, and after walking through, the wet shoes had already turned yellow.

The two servants around him wanted to pick up the beads, but the butler said sharply: "How much is this worth, and you still need to pick it up?" Keep some of it, don't you see that some people still need it? Let's do some good deeds, hehehe." After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Hanako.

"Understood. The two of them trampled on it, and then followed the big butler away. The beauty of the past only belongs to the past. A pile of shiny debris was placed in front of Hanako, and he ducked to the puddle instead of picking it up.

He didn't dare to say anything more, wrapped himself in torn clothes, and walked down the street alone, towards the house in the village. It's said to be home, but it's actually just a cave.

After walking a few steps in the heavy rain, he passed by a family, the house of this family is no different from the previous one, it is nothing more than a little cleaner, a family of four, the eldest son is six years old, the youngest daughter is three years old, the family is not rich, but also rich.

It was the rainy season, and there were many closed houses, and there was a woman standing at the door of this house, and she was looking to the left at the door, and on the left was the path leading to the town, and there seemed to be a bright light flickering in the distance.

She saw the beggar, a down-and-out man, whose ragged clothes were not enough to describe him, for in the rain he looked like a lonely wild dog, wet and with obedient hair to the ground.

The woman didn't want to see a man like him come home, especially if it was just a cave. She turned around and walked through the yard, some rain gathered on the grape trellis, and it turned into large droplets of water on her, she didn't care about the umbrella, and quickly took a dark umbrella from the house and ran out, the man had just walked a few steps through the yard, and she called out to him.

"Zhao Yue, come, put on the umbrella, otherwise what if you go back and catch a cold." ”

The beggar has a name and a surname, and it seems that he was not born down, but changed his career halfway. It's been ten years.

The Zhao family is a big surname, and it used to be one of the nine families in the city. Good at halberd, brave and good at fighting.

Zhao Yue rarely received favors from others, and he was often crazy, and few people were willing to pay attention to him, so he was left to fend for himself. But when the woman in front of him handed him the umbrella, his hand paused in the air, but he took it anyway.

He didn't say anything thankful, he just took the umbrella and said a word.

"Ozawa is in Konghou Lane. ”

Then he slowly moved into the mountains, where there were almost no people, but he stayed there and never left.

When the woman heard of her son's whereabouts, she hurried to Konghou Lane after seeing the beggar's back disappear. It's about a stick of incense.

After searching in the alley for a long time, I found him under the eaves of a closed shop. It was a little boy of five or six years old, thin and small, alone there, his clothes were a little wet, and he should have tried to run out unsuccessfully.

Seeing him like this, the woman was both reproachful and distressed, this child is greedy for fun, and he goes out for half a day in the morning and does not come home, but it rains so heavily, he must not freeze.

The woman ran over and took the boy by the hand.

"Mother", why are you here. The little boy asked in surprise.

"It was Zhao Yue who told me you were here. ”

"It's the beggar. I met him in the morning. ”

"Don't be so rude, you should call him big brother according to his age. ”

"Yes, mother. ”

"Come home with your mother, your sister is home alone, I can't rest assured. ”

"Hmm. ”

They walked slowly in the rain. One tall and one short, holding hands and rushing to the road.