He ​​rubbed the girl's head lovingly, and then reached out to smooth Shi Dan's messy yellow hair.

Shi Dan carefully protected the copper coins in his arms, squatted down and picked up the money bag, stuffed the coins one by one, then opened the money bag and took a look inside, and shouted in surprise: "Grandpa

Look, there's a lot of money." As he said that, his innocent eyes narrowed into crescent moons. He had never seen so much money since he was a child. He grabbed the money bag and stretched his arms towards the poor man.

He shook it vigorously and said happily, "Uncle Beard, we have money, can we drink sour plum juice?"

The down-and-out man looked at Shi Dan blankly, suddenly smiled, walked over, leaned down and stretched out his hand to gently scratch Shi Dan's nose, and said with a smile: "Little greedy man."

Shi Dan pouted, wiped his nose, and said with a sweet hum, "Shi Dan is not greedy, Uncle Beard promised me."

The down-and-out man laughed, nodded and said, "Well, Uncle Beard promised you."

Only then did Shi Dan become happy, but he didn't see that the wrinkles on the grandfather's face sitting on the ground behind him had deepened, and his eyes were full of confusion, sadness and despair.

"Shi Dan, please bring the money bag."

"Here." Shi Dan handed the money bag over, and the old man took it in his hand. He felt a chill in his heart. It was less than he thought.

The old man opened the money bag and poured out the copper coins from it. The copper coins jingled loudly when they fell on his palm. The old man counted them one by one. When he had finished counting more than half, he put the rest back into the money bag.

He stretched out the copper coin in his hand to the poor man and said harmoniously: "Young man, this is your wages."

Shi Dan sniffed, tilted his head and looked at the copper coins in the old man's hand. He probably knew that copper coins were good things and could buy delicious food, but he had no intention of keeping them for himself. Grandpa could hold them, or Uncle Beard could hold them.

, As for what wages are, Shi Dan is still a little confused. If he has any dissatisfaction, Shi Dan is probably thinking about why his grandfather gave Uncle Hu a copper coin instead of himself, even though he has never taken it before.

The down-and-out man did not take the copper coin from the old man's hand, but said calmly: "Give me the money, what will you do?"

The old man laughed, patted his chest, and said loudly: "The old man still has some strength, Shidan is still small, and he has little food to eat, so he can do whatever he wants, but you, my descendant, are still young, and you can only find a living if you have enough to eat.

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The down-and-out man looked at the old man and said, "That's too much."

"Not much." The old man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Whatever you promise is what you promise. People must have integrity."

"I haven't sent you to Burqin yet."

"Hey, we're here, we're here, isn't Burqin in front of us?"

"The food is gone."

"Hey, I sold the millet. It was meant to be sold. It doesn't matter if I sell it sooner or later."

The downcast man was silent for a long time and took the copper coins.

"Uncle Huzi, are you going to the city too?" Shi Dan said, grabbing the lapel of the fallen man's clothes, fearing that the fallen man would disappear if he didn't pay attention. He didn't know whether he was reluctant to part with the fallen man, or the sour plum juice promised by the fallen man.

"Shi Dan, don't keep pestering your Uncle Beard, your Uncle Beard..."

"I'm going to the city too."

Shi Dan was so happy that he buried his head on the poor man's waist and rubbed it, feeling very attached to him. The old man glared at Shi Dan, but Shi Dan didn't care and pretended not to notice.

"Old man, can you still leave?"

"I can walk, I can walk, it doesn't matter." As he spoke, the old man tried to stand up, but his legs hurt, he gasped, his face turned pale, and he almost fell to the ground again.

Shi Dan was startled and screamed. The poor man had quick eyes and quick hands and supported the old man. Shi Dan jumped over quickly and looked at the old man up and down in fear.

"It's okay, it's okay, my legs are numb after sitting for a long time." The old man said casually, but his skinny body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

The destitute man helped the old man sit down on a stone on the side of the road. He gently pressed one hand on the injured area and kneaded it a few times. After a while, the destitute man looked up at the old man and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, nothing's wrong." As he said that, the old man stood up and tried to take two steps. As expected, the pain was not that bad anymore.

The old man looked at the poor man in surprise and said without hesitation: "Young man, your skills are quite good."

The down-and-out man smiled faintly and said: "It hurts a lot, I figured it out by myself. Let's go, I will help you into the city."

"This, alas." The old man was a little embarrassed, but the down-and-out man helped him up without any explanation, and slowly walked towards Burqin City.

When Shi Dan saw that his grandfather was fine, he felt relieved and trotted ahead of the two of them. Curiously, he touched this and patted that. A stone on the roadside and a small cluster of sedge all felt fresh and carefree.

, anyway, as long as grandpa is here, it’s fine. The place where grandpa is is home, even if it’s in the wilderness. Uncle Beard didn’t leave either, and we happily went to see what beautiful places there were in the city. The only regret was that

The two skinny horses were driven away and they were kept for many years. Moreover, they were much better than the big yellow dogs and never bullied me.

Looking at the stone eggs bouncing in front of him, enjoying themselves, the down-and-out man suddenly asked: "Why is it called stone eggs?"

"It's nothing, my name is cheap and I can make a living easily."

"Nonsense."

The old man smiled and thought of a nice name, but he couldn't read.

From time to time, Shi Dan's clear laughter and greetings came from around him, which was pleasant to the ears. Even the boring wind sounds became a little lively, gently covering up the ray of worry.

The down-and-out man was Li Luo, who had returned from Luye Naga to bid farewell to Rang Sique. The journey south was too dangerous, so Li Luo listened to Rang Sique's words and headed west along the northern foot of Luye Naga, bypassing Guya and crossing Luye Naga.

Mountain, entering the territory of Yaoting.

I don't know if it's because Xiang Liu'er's mind was distracted by other things, or maybe her mind was simply not on Li Luo. Anyway, there were no dangers along the way.

Retiring is a blessing in misfortune.

However, what is extremely sad is that Li Luo lost his way. He calculated that he should have left Yaoting and arrived in the Western Regions, but he was not sure where he was. As for the city of Burqin, it was not given to him on the same day as Boritichina.

On Li Luo's march map, not only that, but the entire Western Region was just a corner of the map. The names of a few big countries were slightly marked, and the rest, such as small towns and roads, were completely missing.
Chapter completed!