Before Yong'an and Tianlu entered the ruined temple, they heard a powerful voice coming from the temple: "Boy, you just left, why are you back again?"
Yong'an was delighted when he heard this and dragged Tianlu inside. After entering the temple, Tianlu saw the speaker. He was holding a broken crutch in his hand and was dressed relatively well compared to the beggars next to him.
Decent, with a loud voice and a dark and red complexion. If it weren't for the crutch that never left his hand and his legs that were obviously different in thickness, at first glance, this man would just look like an ordinary farmer.
"I'm here to give you some money!" Yong'an walked inside with a smile, greeted the beggars in every corner, and then walked up to the beggar who just spoke: "My brother asked me to do something.
, I thought of you, grandpas, here. If you, grandpas, agree, it will not only be the money we brought today, but also a lot more in the future."
With that said, Yong'an took out the small bag from Tianlu's arms, which contained fifty taels of silver, and threw it carelessly into the man's arms.
Tian Lu swallowed, it wasn't that he felt sorry for Yin Zi, but these beggars were a bit scary.
Although the beggars scattered in the streets and alleys usually looked inconspicuous, he almost never noticed them, but he did not expect that such a large number of beggars gathered together would become scary.
The man opened the package, then lifted it up to weigh it, and looked up at Yong'an: "Where did you get such a large amount of money?"
Yong'an waved his hand: "My brother is great, so don't worry about it. I said... do you want to earn this money?"
The other beggars in the ruined temple were almost dazzled by the silver, and they gathered here one by one.
"Tell me what's going on!" Another little beggar with a dirty face couldn't help but say.
With so much money, even if all the beggars in Xiaoyun Town were divided, each person would still get five or six yuan! This is really not a small sum for beggars.
"Do you still remember Mo Laojiu?"
"Tsk, didn't I tell you earlier that he was dead? He was gone two years ago!"
"I know, but Mo Laojiu has a brother who lives in Linzhen. Someone wants to harm him, so I ask you to take care of him." After Yongan finished speaking, he pointed to the money bag: "If he is safe all the time, he will be safe when he reaches half the age.
In a month, before we take him back to Beijing, we will give you another bag of money to share. If he is not safe...I'm sorry, even this money has to be taken back."
The man smacked his mouth, looked around, raised his head and smiled: "You kid... it shouldn't be so simple to spend such a large sum of money. Tell me, what do you mean?"
Yong'an curled his lips and squatted on the ground: "Nothing else, that's what it is! Those who want to harm him will probably be people in the world. You should also be careful."
The man grinned: "Then if our brothers are killed or injured, will you care about it?"
"Of course I don't care! Don't worry, money matters don't matter. Just protect that person and I won't treat you badly!" Yongan said and stood up.
"Mo Laojiu never treated our brothers badly during his lifetime. Although he didn't go home, he still made wine. All of us have benefited from him a lot." The man nodded and stuffed the money bag into his own.
In the clothes: "Cheng Le, not for this money, but just for Mo Laojiu, we have to protect his brother. Don't worry."
