Gu Xiaofang is a beggar who was abandoned because of his lameness. He was taken in by an old beggar when he was a child. Every day he walked on the streets with a broken bowl and begged.
Originally, during the harvest season, as long as he was more diligent, he could make do by picking up the scattered rice that others didn't want. Unfortunately, his sister got sick during this period and needed to find a pharmacy apprentice to treat them, so he still needed to save some money.
"Masters and sisters, please take pity on us. My sister is sick!"
“You’re bound to find your perfect one!”
"May you be happy and prosperous!"
He sat in the seat he had finally fought for with other adult beggars and boredly repeated what he had said for most of the day. Since he came too early in the morning, he was a little sleepy.
"Pooh!"
A smear of viscous liquid with a disgusting smell hit his face. He knew it was thick phlegm without looking. With the pungent smell, he estimated that he had just eaten garlic at noon, and he must be around 50 or 60 years old.
He looked up and couldn't find the spitting guy, so he wiped away the thick phlegm with his hands expressionlessly, and wiped it on the ground to check, not wanting to get that disgusting smell on his hands.
However, this smear of phlegm also eliminated most of his sleepiness, so he was ready to start the official business, and then looked around, preparing to catch one or two good Samaritans, and used his seven or eight years of begging skills to get enough copper coins to buy as soon as possible
medicine.
He knows what kind of person he can, and how much he can beg for, and how much the other party can give.
It was at this glance that he realized that there were no other beggars around, and there were far fewer passers-by.
"What happened? Are the Law Enforcement Bureau coming again?"
Gu Xiaofang scratched his head. The change in the environment made him feel a little uneasy. He recalled that whenever a big shot came, the law enforcement team would come out to drive them away, so he quickly packed up his belongings, that is, the broken bowl with a few copper coins in it, and a few coins.
Wrapping myself in rags, I hurried to another place, worried that I would be late and be criticized by those people for affecting the appearance of the city.
The place he went to was the dirtiest abandoned area in the town, where beggars and poor people gathered. He thought that even if there were big people, they would not go there.
Unexpectedly, not long after walking, I saw a lot of poor people, beggars lined up in a long queue, and there was a porridge soup team in the front row, which seemed to have "ding" or something written on it.
The faint sweet fragrance had already spread over him, making him feel refreshed.
There is no shortage of food in Xiaohe Town and no one will die from hunger, but a beggar like him has never tasted such sweet-smelling porridge.
"Is this another bad guy here?"
Gu Xiaofang was thinking in his heart. He begged for a living. When he begged, the words of thanks and gratitude he said were actually quite realistic in his heart. He knew that this was the use value of each other.
He felt a little moved, and took a closer look. Everyone only had to bring their own bowls to receive the rice porridge, and they were not required to touch any stones, white paper, or stand in a specific place for a long time. Only then did he feel relieved.
Many of his brothers and sisters disappeared from their side because they were greedy for cheap and followed other people's actions. He was very cautious.
It doesn't matter whether he dies or not, but he still has a sister!
He stood in a long queue and gradually walked forward, when he saw the person in front of him who was about the same age as him. He was wearing pink cloth and had fair and rosy skin. He looked like a lady.
"Why is there a little girl?"
Gu Xiaofang was a little strange, sending a little girl to a place where untouchables like them lived. He had never seen it before. By some strange mistake, he moved to the left.
The people nearby saw that he had jumped in line and were a little angry. It was obvious that he was dirty and it was difficult to take action.
"Your bowl is too worn. Can I give you a new one?"
Qingyue raised her hand to stop the steward of the utility room who was about to take action because Gu Xiaofang cut in line. She looked at the dirty little boy in front of her and couldn't help but think of her brother back then, and her tone was gentler.
"No, just this broken bowl is fine, otherwise I won't want it."
Hearing the girl's clear voice, Gu Xiaofang wanted to agree, but he was worried that there was something wrong with the bowl. Thinking of his sister at home, he still didn't accept it.
He would rather go to a small house and fight with the dog to break the bowl than dare to reach out and accept these noble things from others.
He doesn't believe in any miracles or pie in the sky. This is the biggest reason why he can survive to this day, even if the little girl in front of him gives him a special and strange feeling.
"Alright alright."
Qingyue didn't force it. Having been a beggar, she naturally understood what the little boy in front of her was caring about. She just sighed in her heart. It would be great if her little brother could be so cautious.
She gave porridge to the broken bowl solemnly, not too much, not too little, just right, and no spillage. Even after being taken in by Ding Chongguang, she no longer had to worry about food, even though Ding Chongguang could easily spend thousands of spiritual stones.
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Gu Xiaofang did not expect that this noble lady did not force him to accept the kindness as he imagined. Looking at the other party's actions and attitude, he already understood that Du Fang was different from the noble lady in his impression. At least, she would not be hypocritical and extravagant when doing good deeds.
, said sincerely: "Thank you!"
This was the second time in his life that he said thank you. The first time was when the old beggar who raised him closed his eyes forever.
Qingyue smiled slightly and said: "You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank Master Ding Chongguang. He used his own money to make this porridge for you. From now on, you can come here to drink a bowl of porridge every day."
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Gu Xiaofang nodded and pursed his lips slightly. He didn't want to know about Ding Chongguang. He just wanted to say, "I want to know your name." Unfortunately, he couldn't speak.
However, when he heard that this soup kitchen would continue to be run, he still remembered the name Ding Chongguang in his heart. At the same time, he was curious whether the woman in front of him was surnamed Ding, and what was his relationship with Ding Chongguang. Was he brother and sister? Or father?
Female, childhood sweetheart...
"By the way, is your sister seriously ill? These hundred copper coins should be enough for you, right?"
Qingyue suddenly said again, and there was a bunch of copper coins in her hand. She heard the other person begging when she passed by.
It's not that she doesn't want to give more, but she is concerned about the danger to the people around her and the little beggar.
"That's enough, that's enough!" Gu Xiaofang put the porridge bowl aside and took the copper coins with both hands, looking excited.
"Well, you drink first..."
Qingyue nodded, trying to persuade the other party to drink the porridge first. She didn't want the other party to put the copper coins in the middle of the ragged clothes on her chest, took a big sip of the porridge, and ran towards the pharmacy with the broken bowl.
The people around were a little moved when they saw the string of copper coins, but they looked at the bodyguards beside Qingyue, as well as the men and women who had been lying down before and were still awake now. They still didn't leave. To be honest, they were just plain porridge.
The quality and quality must be more than a hundred dollars, so they don't need to take the risk and lose something precious.
Gu Xiaofang ignored these people and savored the taste of porridge while running.