The streets of Yuecheng are still very bustling, with busy traffic and the shouts of vendors. Looking at this familiar scene, Du Feiyu is also a little sad. Two years ago, he was a beggar on this street, struggling for a mouthful of food every day.
I have been running around and getting looked down upon. But today I not only have enough to eat, but also have the opportunity to practice at the training ground, and I seem to have a good future. The huge changes before and after this, like one day and one place, are indeed a bit emotional. And
This change was entirely brought to him by his adoptive father Du Jingtian.
Thinking of the scene where he and his adoptive father were beaten wildly by Ma Di on the street two years ago, Du Feiyu couldn't help clenching his fists - just wait, I will definitely become a strong man. When I become strong, I will definitely be
Let those who bully others pay the price!
Just when Du Feiyu was lost in thought, a burst of alluring fragrance floated over and penetrated the nostrils of the three of them.
"Du Feiyu, what is that? Why does it smell so good?" Jinghong took a few deep sniffs. This cold and stern child king revealed another side of him in this bustling city. He was new to many things. Then
With such an appearance, one can tell at a glance that he is a master who usually never leaves the front door or steps forward.
"That's Malatang, a snack that comes from Black Wind City." Du Feiyu smiled and walked towards the stall first. In his memory, the taste of Malatang was quite good.
He still remembered that the first time he ate this food was when an old woman gave it to him. He ate it very deliciously that time.
"Let's go and try it." After joining the Tianji Group, although Du Feiyu lived a life of fine clothing and fine food, he had little chance to eat these street snacks. Now that he has encountered them, of course he has to taste them.
Fan.
"Wait a minute." Jinghong suddenly grabbed Du Feiyu, with a strange look on his face.
"Uh, what's wrong?" Du Feiyu was startled and turned to look at Jinghong. He saw Jinghong's originally cold face turning red and white. After a moment, he asked awkwardly: "Du Feiyu, how much does this... cost?"
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As soon as he said this, Du Feiyu burst into laughter, and even Shouhou curled his lips helplessly. It seemed that Jinghong was indeed quite unfamiliar with the outside world. How expensive could such street snacks be?
"I'll treat you, it's not expensive. After we finish eating, let's go to the downtown area and have a look. I remember there are opera singers there." Du Feiyu said with a smile.
"No... no need. If it wasn't very expensive, I still have some money." Jinghong's face turned a little red, and her eyes were a little dodgey. She didn't look as cold as she did on the training ground at all.
"If you're being polite, you can skip it. I used to be much poorer than you." Du Feiyu smiled and shook his head. Jinghong's father was just an ordinary gang member of the Tianji Group. He used to have a very meager income and had to take care of his parents, wife and children.
, so he never gave his son too much pocket money. Although Du Jingtian's salary was increased after he took office, his father who was used to being thrifty still didn't give him much pocket money. Regarding this, Du Feiyu and the other teenagers who were together every day, how much
I still know some.
"Okay, I'll treat you next time." Jinghong nodded helplessly. Although he was a little inferior to his own background, Du Feiyu's words "I used to be much poorer than you" made him feel much more comfortable. Indeed.
, Although Du Feiyu is the son of his master, his pocket money is certainly much richer than his own, but before that, wasn't he also a poor beggar? Hehe, the wind and water are changing, maybe one day he will soar into the sky, there is no need for this at all.
And depressed.
"Okay, when you have money in the future, treat us to a big dinner." Du Feiyu smiled and went first without saying much.
"Well, it tastes really good." In front of the stall, Du Feiyu and three other people each held a handful of spicy hotpot and praised while eating.
"Hey, when I was a beggar, I had a lot of good food to eat. In addition to this, I also had egg cakes, squirrels and sheep heads... I could also go to the theater. My life was much more carefree than this." Du Feiyu couldn't help but think again.
Thinking of the free life in the past, he smiled.
"Is it really that good to be a beggar?" Jinghong asked in confusion.
"Yes, is it better to be a beggar than the life you are living now?" Shouhou also didn't understand why Du Feiyu was so nostalgic for the life of a beggar.
"You can't say that. Although you are poor, you are very free when you are a beggar. You can't experience that kind of fun." Du Feiyu nodded: "I think no matter where you are, you should be at peace with the situation. Just like my adoptive father said,
When a person lives, he must be able to endure all kinds of hardships and enjoy all kinds of blessings.”
"You can endure any hardship and enjoy any blessing?" Jinghong looked at Du Feiyu thoughtfully: "That's really true."
"Eat quickly, Feiyu will take us to the downtown area to play after we finish eating." Thin Monkey curled his lips disapprovingly.
The three of them smiled at each other and started eating again. After a while, they continued to run towards the downtown center under the leadership of Du Feiyu...
"I remember this place was very lively before, but I don't know what it is like now." Du Feiyu led the two of them around seven times and came to a prosperous area. This place was the former Caishikou, where Du Feiyu spent three years as a beggar.
, and spent most of his time here. In his memory, there used to be many performers in this place, and he liked to come over and watch them very much.
"Hey, as expected, there is still Jinghong, Skinny Monkey, let's go over and have a look." Seeing the crowd forming a circle, Du Feiyu felt happy and pulled the two of them to squeeze through the crowd.
The crowd formed a circular circle, and in the center of the circle, there were two people juggling.
"Dear fellow villagers and elders, we, brother and sister, are here to perform. Those who are rich will support us with money, and those who have no money will support us with personal performances. I would like to thank you." A young man with a strong body gave everyone a fist and said,
vocal tract.
"Du Feiyu, what is this for?" Jinghong asked curiously.
"Artist, just keep watching, he's really awesome." Du Feiyu said without even answering.
After the strong young man finished speaking, he walked to the center of the field and showed off his figure first. The strong muscles immediately aroused applause. A young woman played with several short knives in the field, and then walked to a piece with several knives.
In front of the ten-pound boulder, he exhaled and hugged it.
"So strong." Jinghong's pupils shrank severely. Although he could lift the boulder, the woman in front of him looked extremely weak.
"Okay!" A burst of cheers broke out from the crowd.
The woman held the stone and slowly placed it on the young man's chest. She reached out and grabbed a hammer. Weighed the weight, stood in front of the young man, and then, in front of everyone's horrified eyes, she hammered the stone hard.