The homeless man slept well this night, and instead of waking up in the middle of the night as usual, he slept until dawn in one night. Like Jun Moxian, he woke up slowly when he felt hungry. Sleepy-eyed looked around, the snow outside the bridge had stopped, and the sun had risen. There is only himself left in the bridge cave, and the porridge is kept warm on Mars.

When the homeless man saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, and he rejoiced, "The little beggar is gone, so you don't need to bring a small oil bottle." Gu Zi went to serve a bowl of porridge, and as soon as he picked up the bowl, he suddenly remembered something and said angrily, "This little bastard, drank so much wine from himself, and ate his own fish, he actually left like this, it was so unconscionable, he said that he wanted to invite himself to drink if he earned money." This little liar is really a person with no credit. "I ate a bite of porridge, it tasted very good, and the little beggar couldn't do anything else, and I didn't have to say anything about this cooking skill. The porridge was mixed with the leftover fish and meat from last night, and I didn't expect the little beggar to be so good at learning and selling. As he ate, the homeless man suddenly felt very lost and muttered, "That's it." Suddenly, I felt that I had no appetite, and looked at the scenery outside the bridge in a daze. What a man with a very strange temper, maybe he himself couldn't tell what it was like to face this little beggar who came from no place and was useless, whether he liked it or disliked it? God knows, he was gone anyway. The homeless man who couldn't figure it out poured all his anger on the porridge and chirped in his mouth to eat it.

Jun Moxian walked alone on the street picking up rags, but he was in a good mood for fear. It seems that God heard the prayer in his heart and really cleared up, and the streets were full of people, and he turned over the garbage cans with great vigour. Flipping and flipping, as if remembering something, I couldn't help laughing, and my two eyes were bent into two crescents. It seems that because he was in a good mood, today's harvest was good, and he dragged two big bags to Xiao Chen, who was collecting waste. Xiao Chen saw Jun Moxian and greeted with a smile: "Where has Xiao Moxian gone, I haven't seen you for a long time." Jun Mo smiled and didn't speak.

Jun Mo, who got the money, ran into the convenience store with excitement, and only then did he know that this thing was not cheap at all when he bought wine for the first time. The homeless man drank baijiu, so he bought two bottles of baijiu for the homeless man, and he had nothing left. Lehe walked towards the bridge with wine in the night, and still climbed into the bridge without much effort.

The homeless man saw clearly the person who climbed into the bridge hole, he was stunned for a moment, and then snorted and ignored Jun Moxi, as if he was still angry for Jun Mow's farewell. Jun Moxian took out two bottles of wine from behind his back as if he was playing a trick, and the homeless man's eyes instantly straightened and grinned, pinching the two bottles of wine in his hand and smirking, as if he had forgotten the hypocritical "resentment" Jun Moxian just now.

Jun Moxian didn't care about the homeless man's book-like face-turning, and took over the homeless man's cooking work skillfully. The homeless man suddenly remembered something with a smile and a smile on his face, and looked at Jun Mo with a worried face: "Little beggar, do you ask me for something, say okay first, I can't help you with anything, you have no money and no power." Jun Mo smiled and shook his head. The scalp of the smiling homeless man was numb, and the homeless man looked at the wine in his hand with a bitter face, and suddenly felt that this thing was very hot, and he felt like he was on a thief ship. Although it is true that he loves wine, he is also a person who is afraid of trouble, and when he looks at Jun Moxuan, he knows that this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the homeless man sighed and put down the wine that he still loved just now.

Jun Moxian's movements were very quick, and after a while, he called the homeless man to eat. The scene of eating is like yesterday, Jun Moxian still looks at him intently, and laughs a few times from time to time. The homeless man couldn't say that he was bitter in his heart, what he was most afraid of was Jun Moxian's appearance, which made him more uncomfortable than Jun Moxian drinking all his wine. Jun Moxian suddenly said, "Old beggar, aren't you unhappy without alcohol, why don't you drink today?" The homeless man was bitter in his heart, and he also knew the truth of taking people's hands short and eating people's soft mouths, for fear that he would be sold by Jun Moxian if he was not careful. Jun Mo worried that the homeless man didn't answer, so he went to help him bring the wine, just poured Jun Mo worry and hehe, the homeless man shook his hand and almost threw the cup out, like going to the execution ground, he took a big sip of wine and said, "Little beggar, what do you have to say, just say it, otherwise I will kick you out tomorrow, if you don't leave, I will leave." ”

Jun Moxian gently put down the wine bottle and said, "Do you know martial arts?" The homeless man said bluntly, "No." "Then how can you break such a thick ice cube in one circle?" The homeless man rolled his eyes and said, "I'm born with great strength, you children really don't know what you're thinking about all day long, making movies?" Jun Moxian continued to speak: "You broke the ice cube but your hand hasn't changed at all, you can still fish out in the ice water, can a normal person do it?" The homeless man took a sip of wine and said: "Not to mention whether I can do kung fu, even if I can, why should I hand it over to you?" Just because you can cook two dishes, and you can pick up some trash and buy me two bottles of wine? Jun Moxian was speechless by the homeless man's words, his face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

The homeless man pursed his lips and continued to eat, Jun Moxian did not speak anymore and ate quietly. It seemed that because of the drinking, the homeless man couldn't help but continue to speak: "What do you want to learn kung fu for? Because you have been bullied by others a lot, you want to become more powerful and turn around and bully others?" Jun Moxian shook his head and said solemnly as never before: "I want to protect Mo Chou, when I become stronger, no one will bully us, and Mo Chou will be able to live a carefree life." The homeless man was stunned and said, "Who is Mo Chou? Don't you have no relatives, who else do you want to protect?" Little beggar, you are not honest, tell me, which girl do you like?" Lin Mochou shook his head, "Mo Chou is my own brother, he is my only relative in this world." ”

The homeless man glanced at his lips and said: "This reason is not valid, and I don't know kung fu, if you want to learn kung fu, you still have to go to Shaolin Temple Wudang Mountain to run more, there are many people in these places, maybe teach you a trick and a half, and you can dominate the world when you come out." Jun Mo didn't speak again, quietly put away the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the outside of the bridge cave alone, and lay down quietly to sleep when the night was dark. The homeless man was quietly drinking wine on the side, no one knew what he was thinking, after drinking the first bottle and thinking about it, he opened the second bottle, and a person watched the fire rise up and down, and the whole person couldn't see his expression clearly, and he wanted to drink only to find that the second bottle was also empty. I fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up the next day, the bridge cave had been cleaned by Jun Moxian, the porridge in the pot was full of smoke, and he was the only one left in the entire bridge cave. He quietly drank the porridge and sighed, "Is it really gone this time?" Except for the whistling wind, no one answered him, and it seemed that this was the best answer.