His body was shaken and a quick greeting came from his ears. Wu Dong suddenly woke up and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push.
"What are you doing? No big or small..."
The words stopped abruptly, and what came into view were several dirty little faces.
All of them were unkempt, disheveled, and smelled bad. They were clearly standard little beggars.
He was horrified to find that he had the same unpleasant odor, his hands and feet were weak, and his stomach was extremely empty and weak.
It's very similar to the state of often not having enough to eat...
Looking above the head, there is a large skylight. Oh, that is the gap exposed by the scattered roof tiles. The sunlight shines in through the gap, illuminating the surrounding environment brightly.
You can clearly see the dust suspended in the light.
Damn it, isn't this a B&B for him to rest temporarily?
With inexplicable fear and anxiety in his heart, he suddenly stood up, but his body was so weak that he almost fell to the ground.
"Brother Adong, what's wrong with you? You just want to go to the town to ask for food, so there's no need to be so anxious, right?"
"Yes, anyway, Mr. Huang's house in town is setting up a flowing banquet today. Even if we can't get to the table, we can still have a few good meals!"
"Speaking of which, it's getting late. Brother Adong, let's go there quickly!"
"..."
Wu Dong:???
He easily squeezed the little one crawling on his body to death, and looked around quickly regardless of his nausea, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
The unfamiliar dilapidated environment, the unfamiliar little beggars, the familiar Cantonese language, and the unfamiliar weak body...
Damn it, he has traveled through time again.
As soon as I realized this, a strange memory suddenly came to my mind.
There was no dizzying bloody incident. The information in this strange memory was not huge, on the contrary, it was quite scarce.
This is the short and scarce life of a fourteen-year-old beggar...
Ever since I can remember, I have struggled to survive and basically made a living by begging.
That is to say, the economy and people's livelihood in the area are pretty good, and the people in the town and village have some spare money, otherwise it would not be easy to survive until the age of fourteen by begging.
As for why Wu Dongjiu occupied the magpie nest, we can know from memory that he was soaked by heavy rain while begging a few days ago, and ended up having a high fever and died immediately.
As a beggar, he has no name. The young beggars living together in the ruined temple outside the town all call him A Dong, which coincides with Wu Dong's name. From now on, he will simply be called Wu Dong.
What surprised him the most was that he learned from the original owner’s meager memory that this was Foshan in the late Qing Dynasty!
Even though he and a group of little beggars were very slovenly, his half-bald head and the disgusting pig tail on the back of his head all showed that his memory was accurate.
Although he was quite unhappy with the era he was living in, he was quite happy to be able to return to the familiar world.
"Okay, okay, I'm fine!"
I waved my hand to let the little beggars around me disperse. The smell was really unpleasant.
At this time, he has absorbed the memory of the original owner, and is considered 'familiar' with the current environment and a group of little beggars.
The ruined temple where I live is in a very remote location, and the entire ruined temple is in dilapidated condition, otherwise it would not be occupied by a group of beggars with little fighting ability.
Including Wu Dong, there are a total of seven little beggars living in the ruined temple.
Wu Dong is the oldest among them, and at the same time has the most experience in begging. Naturally, he is the head of a group of little beggars.
The youngest beggar is only five years old. He looks skinny and skinny, and his living conditions are obviously very bad.
As for the other little beggars, they are basically around ten years old...
It can be seen from the memory that the original owner of the body is used to seeing life and death.
The number of beggars around me changes almost every year. There are very few who can live beyond the age of fifteen. Most of them died in their early teens due to various reasons, and were finally thrown into mass graves and buried casually.
A beggar who can live to be fifteen years old must have stronger physical fitness than ordinary people.
They are either absorbed by the forces in the town, or they go to the more prosperous urban area of Foshan to seek life.
The original owner of the body also went from being the younger brother among the beggars in the town to becoming the current ‘big brother’, but his ‘big brother’ didn’t do very well.
It was winter at this time, and although the sun was shining brightly outside the ruined temple, gusts of cold wind brought with it a sense of dampness, raging in the ruined temple where the wind was leaking everywhere.
Wu Dong felt that his body was cold from the inside out...
After looking around for a while, his brows furrowed involuntarily. The environment in the ruined temple was really too bad, and it was simply not enough for a group of frail little beggars to spend safely in the cold winter air.
The climate in the south is like this, with hot and humid summers and cold cold winters.
The roof and walls of the ruined temple were broken a lot, and there was a layer of dust on the ground.
Several corners were covered with haystacks that were as messy as dog kennels and emitted a bad smell. This was where the little beggars slept.
You don't even need to reach out to touch it, you can tell just by looking at it. The messy haystacks laying in the corner are moist and cold.
What was most difficult for him to accept was that from time to time there were small insects like Xiao Qiang crawling around on the thatched bed where he slept.
Thinking about this kind of living environment makes me feel heartbroken.
At this moment, two skinny little beggars were lying on a damp haystack in a corner.
From the memory of the original owner, we can know that this was the same companion who was unprepared to get wet from the heavy rain while begging that day, and as a result, he also developed a fever and cold, but it was not as severe as the original owner.
Looking at the other beggars, they are all so thin that they would fall over if the wind blows.
Severe survival pressure is upon us...
Fortunately, the news that the little beggars said before that Mr. Huang was holding a wedding in town and planned to set up a running water mat had already spread.
A few of them can go there and have a few good meals to replenish their stomachs.
only……
Glancing at the tattered and dirty beggar's uniform, he felt that if he just went there and ate it with a strange smell, he might not be able to get a good deal.
As one of the few squires in the town, Mr. Huang is not a kind person, and he also has many nursing home thugs under his command.
If Wu Dong and his beggars were brought unhappiness on his big day, their lives might even be in danger.
Tsk, the principle that people rely on clothes is indeed valid at all times.
"Let's take a walk and help the second and third girls out to bask in the sun. This is better than staying in the temple!"
The strong feeling of hunger in his stomach made Wu Dong temporarily put aside some of his reserve. He turned around and saw several little beggars looking at him eagerly. He helped the people and said, "Move, don't be stupid, you are like this."
It can also be warmer!”
There is a small piece of flat land outside the ruined temple. The dirt floor has been tamped solid. Some stored hay was moved out from the temple and laid on it for the two cold patients to lie on.