In the territory of the Great Wei Dynasty, Jiuzhi Prefecture, Liufang County, Tianshang Mansion, Heishi Town, and the border town of Qinglin.

Qinglin Town is located in the plain area of Jiuzhi Prefecture, covering an area of hundreds of miles, with rows of houses, and a clear stream of zhang wide meanders through the town, stretching into the distance.

Qinglin Town is picturesque, peaceful and comfortable.

On the bustling streets, pedestrians are like arrows, a dazzling array of shops, and the facades of wine shops with the mellow aroma of wine are all open, and the doors that have been baptized by wind and frost are quietly leaning against the wall, quietly witnessing the rise and fall of the town's history.

Many shopkeepers with good eyesight and shrewd energy are soliciting business in front of their own shops, and when they see someone passing by, their eyes light up and they shout, "Guest officer, please in the store, there is a seat!"

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

An unkempt little beggar stopped in front of the liquor store, and his immature and loud voice suddenly sounded in the noisy air, and the surrounding crowd suddenly quieted down, and they all became interested and looked at the little beggar.

Look at the figure, listen to the voice, about eleven or twelve years old, with a pair of tattered straw sandals on his face that I don't know how long he has been wearing, seven or eight of his flesh-colored toes are exposed to the air, the entire sole of the shoes is worn through, and the black soles of his feet are simply stepping directly on the bluestone slab, and there is a rancid smell like a stinky ditch on his body.

The sloppy little beggar smiled with a smile on his face, and shouted to the shopkeeper who was standing in front of the threshold of the wine shop, dressed plainly but clean and decent, and called grandpa, which caused many people to stop laughing.

Directly above the door of the wine shop, a black plaque hangs high, the four dull dark yellow characters of Qinglin Wine Store are embedded in the plaque like dusty gods, and the black patent leather has fallen off in many places on the plaque, replaced by a piece of dim yellow, but it is like the finishing touch, adding a strong sense of age.

Many people looked up at the plaque that could make a deep impression at a glance, and secretly wondered if this was a new way for the wine store to attract customers, because there were indeed many people who ordered a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts in the wine store, looking at the bustle outside the door.

The unkempt little beggar wafted out of the thick smell of rancid smell and penetrated into the nostrils of the shopkeeper along his nose, the shopkeeper's brows were furrowed like a compact mountain, and he hummed the rancid smell out of his nose with all his strength, and did not hide the thick disgust under his eyes, shook off the oily white cloth rubbed on the shoulders of the green coat, and shouted: "Hurry up, go quickly, don't disturb our wine shop to do business!"

The little beggar's panicked gaze emerged from the messy hair, and there was still a smirk on his dirty little face, but at this time, with a panicked gaze, it made people feel a little pity.

The black little hands swished back into the tattered cuffs, and the thin body unconsciously took a few steps backwards, who expected that the bluestone slab under his feet was uneven, and the little beggar pounced, and sat on the cold bluestone slab, grinning in pain.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The little beggar laughed for no reason when he heard the laughter around him, turned his head sideways and shouted a few times to the passers-by watching the play, and got up from the ground as if nothing happened, and did not forget to pat his buttocks, like a juggling monkey.

Anyone could see that the little beggar's head was not bright, and many of them shook their heads, walked away from the place, and continued to walk towards the road ahead, and hung up on their own business.

There were also many sympathetic passers-by who threw a few copper coins at the little beggar's feet, and then also stepped on the bluestone slab and turned away.

"Here, eat!" a rough palm as wrinkled as dead tree bark appeared in the little beggar's eyes, clutching two steaming white flour steamed buns with white mist.

The little beggar swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his timid gaze glanced at the face of the kind white-haired old man, and his longing gaze fell on the white-faced steamed bun again, and he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva again, and peeked at the old man, desperately snatching the hot steamed bun from the old man's hand, and swallowing half of the hot steamed bun in one gulp.

"Shopkeeper, this, this little beggar often steals things from the store!" The shopkeeper pointed to the little beggar who gobbled up, and reminded the shopkeeper of the little beggar's bad deeds loudly and resentfully, and his eyes scraped a vicious glance at the little beggar who chewed steamed buns unscrupulously, and he couldn't wait to take back the remaining steamed buns in his hand.

"Alas, what child doesn't want to have a mother's pain and a father's pet?" the shopkeeper waved his palm, sighed lightly, and stroked the little beggar's unkempt hair, directly ignoring the bad smell of the little beggar's body.

The shopkeeper glanced at the shopkeeper with a little meaning, and then said quietly: "This child, it is also a hard life, he has no father and mother when he urinate, and the grandparents who depended on each other two years ago have also passed away one after another. ”

It can be said that you want to inquire about what news is nearby to go to the wine shop in the town, as one of the only three wine shops in the town, there are many guests who come and go, and over time, the shopkeeper will listen to the life experience of the little beggar from the conversation of many guests, after all, when there is nothing to do, the little beggar who calls the grandfather is very interested, and it is good to chat.

Xiao Er, a clean and decent wine shop in Tsing Yi and white socks, shook his body violently when he heard this, and then looked at the sloppy little beggar who was munching on the bluestone slab, and the disgust in his eyes had disappeared and became softer.

Because he listened to the words of the old shopkeeper, he suddenly remembered himself many years ago, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he remembered his down-and-out beggar life, the sadness and bitterness that had long disappeared and the helplessness that ordinary people could not understand, suddenly came out of his heart and turned into a sharp knife and stabbed him in the heart.

Today, he realizes that so many years of comfortable life have made him forget the hardships of living on the streets.

The shame that welled up in the bottom of the shopkeeper's heart irresistibly lowered his head like a mountain, and then he turned around and trotted into the wine shop, poured a large porcelain bowl of herbal tea, and brought it out to the little beggar who patted his chest and gasped for breath.

The little beggar timidly stretched out his little hand, glanced at the shopkeeper, and saw that the shopkeeper was not ready to beat himself as he was just now, so he took the porcelain bowl and drank it in a gulp.

The little beggar, who was well fed and drunk, wiped his mouth with his tattered and dirty cuffs with satisfaction, carefully placed the porcelain bowl at Xiao Er's feet, and then retracted like a frightened rabbit, quickly picked up a few copper coins on the bluestone slab, smirked and shouted a few times to the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, grandpa, spread his feet, held the copper coins in his hands, and jumped and continued to move forward.

Looking at the back of the little beggar, the old shopkeeper sighed, then shook his head and led Xiao Er into the wine shop.