The day passed quickly, and the homeless man spent the day half-asleep and half-awake. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, he didn't see any trace of Jun Moxian when he stood outside, touched his stomach, and couldn't help sighing secretly, it seems that the little guy is not cooking or has to come by himself. Leaving the bridge hole, we walked into the woods. When the weather turns dark and the nest in the woods is winter, it is a good choice, and if you are lucky, it will be even more happy to catch a pheasant. The homeless man searched the woods alone. But in the forest, there are no eggs, not even feathers. The homeless man scolded unconsciously, "It's really not going well, the little beggar can't even find anything to eat when he's gone, forget it, forget it, go back and cook some porridge and drink it." Maybe he didn't even notice it, and he would think of Jun Mo worry unintentionally.

The homeless man sighed and walked outside the woods, but he didn't expect to see a pheasant foraging outside the woods, and the homeless man instantly straightened his eyes and said secretly, "This is your own bad luck, don't blame me." tiptoeing to the vicinity of the pheasant, he pounced directly, and how did he know that the little beast reacted quickly and flapped its wings and flew high to the tree in an instant, looking at the homeless man with contemptuous eyes, as if laughing at the homeless man's incompetence. This can itch the roots of the homeless man's teeth, and the homeless man said angrily: "Even if you are angry with the little beggar, you have to be despised by you, a little beast, and I am really angry." The pheasant seemed to understand the tramp's words and turned his back to the tramp. Hearing a loud shout, the homeless man jumped out of a foot high in an instant after kicking two feet on the tree, and directly caught the pheasant in his hand. The homeless man said to the pheasant with a smug face: "I didn't expect it, the master is a practitioner, so you look down on people." The pheasant was full of despair, and he never thought that he would become someone else's dinner so inexplicably.

The homeless man laughed and was about to go home, but when he turned around, he saw Jun Mo looking at him with a smile: "I knew you would do kung fu" Happy like a child who stole candy, his two eyes were bent into two crescents. The homeless man was almost scared half to death by Jun Moxian when he suddenly appeared, and scolded angrily: "The little bastard walks without a sound, I want to scare people to death." casually threw the pheasant in his hand to Jun Moxuan, and Jun Moxian held the pheasant tightly in his arms. The homeless man was not a little annoyed when he saw Jun Moxian coming back, and even a little happy, he didn't understand why, maybe he had been alone for a long time, and it was not bad to have a companion to talk to and help cook. The homeless man unconsciously walked in front with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Jun Mo hurriedly trotted behind the homeless man with a pheasant in his arms.

It turned out that Jun Mowu didn't leave, but just went to pick up the rags. He didn't think too much, since the homeless man didn't want to teach, he wouldn't teach, he and he could stay one more day, he was a bitter person, the weather was fine, he should go out to find some money for himself to eat, he felt embarrassed to eat the homeless man's things all the time, and he should also make his own contribution.

Just like two people get along, it has always been one person who blindly pays, such a relationship will never last long, and people will always be tired after taking the initiative for a long time. His grandmother taught him that people must know how to be grateful, and only when they know how to be grateful can they know that life is not easy. Although he always seems to understand what he doesn't understand, he will remember it in his head with his heart.

Back in the bridge cave, Jun Moxian began to skillfully kill chickens and remove feathers. The homeless man was lying on the side humming a little tune, and seemed to be in a good mood. After taking care of Mo Chou for a long time, Jun Mo Chou's cooking skills have slowly accumulated. Dinner was already full of aroma before it was baked, the homeless man sat up slowly, quietly looking at Jun Moxian who was busy, next year is not very old, but he is so sensible and capable, look at the cracked mouth and cocoons in his hands, the cocoons in the hands of many adults may not be as thick as him. At his age, he should be the age when he was studying in the school and lying coquettishly in front of his parents. But the child was stunned and didn't complain at all, and the homeless man slowly faced up to Jun Mo's worries. Jun Moxian looked up and saw the homeless man looking at him, scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "What's the matter, do I have black smoke on my face?" The homeless man looked away and was silent.

Before the meal, Jun Mo was like a trick, took out two bottles of wine in his arms, handed them to the homeless man, Gu Zi said: "I heard the shop owner say that the degree of this wine is very high, I don't know how you drank two bottles in one night, grandma said that everything has to be grasped well, and if you exceed the limit, it will not bring happiness but pain." The homeless man looked at Jun Moxian in a daze, Jun Moxian saw that he didn't take care of himself, helped him take out the wine glass and fill it, and sat quietly to eat with his own food.

The homeless man looked at Jun Moxian quietly, picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said, "Little beggar, why do you want to learn kung fu?" This question is the same as last night's question, Jun Mochou raised his head and said: "I want to protect Mo Chou, when I become stronger, no one will bully us, and Mo Chou can live a carefree life." The answer is the same as last night, Jun Moxian suddenly remembered something, but he opened his mouth and was embarrassed to speak again, the most unsightly thing for the homeless man was that he looked disgusted and said: "If there is a fart, let it go, a child doesn't know why the city is so heavy." I don't know what life you've been having. Jun Moxian got permission and continued to speak: "I want to add one thing, I also want to take care of Hu Tutu, this guy has not been able to eat, I don't know how he is doing now, if there are friends around me in the future, I want to do my best to protect them." The homeless man took a sip of wine and muttered to himself, "I want to protect important people." The homeless man continued, "Then what if you find that the kung fu you have learned cannot protect the person you want to protect." Jun Moxian was stumped by this question all of a sudden, lowered his head and thought silently, and the homeless man ignored Jun Moxian while drinking wine.

Jun Mo didn't speak again when he heard the homeless man's question, and kept frowning and thinking. The homeless man looked at Jun Moxuan, whose mood changed very quickly, and said: "Little beggar, you know that I can't teach you kung fu, why are you still so diligent?" Jun Moxian raised his head and said: "You invite me to eat meat, I invite you to drink, this is a courtesy exchange." And I know that there is really enough kung fu in this world, so I probably know that the man who took away Mo Chou is also very strong. You don't have to agree to everyone's request, since kung fu really exists, it means that there are many people in this world who are as good as you. The road ahead is so long, there will definitely be other powerful people appearing, so it's good to ask someone else to teach me when the time comes. But I have to learn to be thick-skinned, otherwise I will be embarrassed to let others teach me as soon as others reject me. ”

The homeless man looked straight at Jun Moxian and wanted to see something in his eyes, but Jun Moxian still didn't change, his eyes were clear, and his face was resolute. The homeless man drank the wine in the cup and said solemnly: "Little beggar, learning kung fu is very hard, and you can't even say the bitterness." Jun Moxian didn't mind and said: "The last thing I'm afraid of is suffering, the indescribable suffering of my mouth, I think I've already suffered a lot." ”

The homeless man suddenly raised his head and said, "Little beggar, if you can stand all night in this cold night, I will teach you kung fu, how about it?" Jun Moxian looked up at the homeless man's face full of seriousness, happily put down the bowl, and jumped out of the bridge hole. Outside the bridge cave, he suddenly remembered something and shouted to the people in the bridge cave: "You put the bowl away after eating, and I will wash it tomorrow." The people in the bridge cave ignored him, and Gu Zi drank wine, his expression was never more serious.