"Bang!" She was kicked again. Chunfeng was so painful that her whole little face wrinkled deeply. Damn! She glared at the person who kicked her. Even if she was a beggar, she didn't have to kick like this, right? Could it be called a beggar?
If you become a beggar, you have no human rights, and if you become a beggar, you have no dignity?
She wanted to stand up and fight that man, but the shop was as strong as three of her. Looking down at this one, she was thin and weak. She could only see bones, not flesh, and her body could not be distinguished by gender. Instinctively
The ground flinched.
If she could beat these people, she would have resisted long ago. Why would she need to be bullied every time?
"Go away yet!"
The waiter saw the spring breeze and refused to leave, so he raised his foot and prepared to kick again [
Chunfeng closed his eyes and waited for that ruthless kick.
"Oh!"
Huh?
Why did she scream out this time when it didn't hurt? No, even though she was a beggar and didn't look like much, the thing that satisfied her the most was her voice. Her voice was as clear as a bell, and it was definitely not that unpleasant.
of.
Open half an eye
She saw a beggar who was wearing rags just like her, with a dirty face that couldn't be distinguished from black and white, beating the waiter. While beating him, he reminded her, "Why don't you go to that table to get food?"
Chunfeng ran inside quickly, poured the food into her torn bag, and also grabbed a bottle of wine, and then ran towards the street. She shouted, "Run quickly, wait for the officers and soldiers to catch me."
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The beggar was also very nimble. He hit the waiter hard with his head and quickly chased after him.
Chunfeng was afraid of being caught and beaten up, so he ran wildly all the way, and finally got away from the people who wanted to catch them, and ran to the suburbs in one breath.
She was so tired that she lay on the hillside, panting, she was so exhausted. This weak body had good explosive power, and she could still run so fast, even faster than the one behind her.
"Hey!" A pleasant voice appeared above her head.
She opened her eyes wide and saw the little beggar sitting leisurely on the branch. Although his face was as dirty as hers, his eyes were as clear as morning stars.
"Aren't you behind? When did you catch up?" Chunfeng was curious. She stood up, raised the bag in her hand, and smiled proudly.
The little beggar jumped down from the tree briskly, stood in front of her, grabbed the bag, stretched out his dirty hands, picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.
Chunfeng was surprised. She thought this little beggar was as tall as her. Unexpectedly, although he was a little thinner, he was quite tall. She had to raise her head to talk to him.
Seeing him gulping down the jujube, Chunfeng snatched it back, stuffed the wine into his arms, and stuffed it into his mouth desperately. She was also starving to death.
The beggar poured a sip of wine into the wine, jumped up to the tree again, and his agility made the spring breeze envious.
She stopped, looked up and asked, "Hey, what's your name?"
Xiao Minghua glanced at her indifferently and did not answer her words. The spring breeze touched a soft wall and the smile on her face froze.[
She was a little unhappy, what a shame, we were all beggars, and we were all at the lowest level in ancient times, so what was there to be proud of?
"Hey, you ate my food and didn't say thank you. It's so rude." You are not a very polite person, are you? How come you have become polite in ancient times?
Xiao Jiaohua took a sip of wine and a hint of sarcasm curled up at the corner of his lips, "Is this your thing? If it weren't for me, would you have had the chance to steal it?"