A dirty little beggar walked nervously and fearfully.
He looked down at his dirty and torn clothes, feeling that he was out of place in this clean town.
"Would you like to wash your clothes some more?"
Looking at the crystal clear stream, the little beggar felt that washing his clothes in the stream would pollute the clear stream.
"It's better to go back!"
The little beggar hesitated.
He lowered his head and looked at his dirty feet silently. He did not dare to go any further. The town was so beautiful, and he was afraid of tarnishing such a clean and beautiful town.
"Little doll, what are you doing here?"
Suddenly, an old voice came. The little beggar turned his head and saw an old man holding a sickle looking at him doubtfully.
"Are you here to find someone?" The old man couldn't help but ask.
"I'm not here to find anyone!" The little beggar felt a little panicked and shook his head hurriedly.
"You're not here to find anyone, so what are you doing here?"
The old man originally thought that the little beggar came to the town to find relatives. After all, this kind of thing has been relatively common in recent years.
"me..."
The little beggar hesitated, almost as if he was anxious to speak out.
"Don't be afraid!" the old man comforted softly.
"I...came here to find a job. I heard people say that if you want to make a living, you should come to Nomo Town!"
The little beggar lowered his head and sounded nervous.
When he was begging for food in the county town, he heard passers-by mentioning Nomo Town. They said that Nomo Town was very wealthy and had many workshops. As long as he came to Nomo Town, he could find work to make a living.
The little beggar doesn’t want to be a beggar anymore.
And when his grandfather passed away, he also told him not to be a beggar again.
"Are you looking for a job?"
The old man was obviously stunned.
In fact, the reason why he had such a big reaction was because the little beggar looked to be only about 18 years old.
"No?"
The little beggar lowered his head and sounded a little disappointed.
"No, no! My child, how old are you this year?" the old man couldn't help but ask.
"Year!" said the little beggar.
"How old are you?"
The old man was slightly startled. The child in front of him was so small and thin that he couldn't even tell how old he was.
"What about your parents?"
The old man couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart.
"I have no parents!"
The little beggar shook his head, lowered his head and said: "My grandfather picked me up by the river in the southern suburbs! My grandfather is very good to me. He is reluctant to eat anything and leaves it all for me to eat!"
"What about your grandpa?" The old man seemed to have guessed something.
"Grandpa is gone!"
The little beggar's eyes couldn't help but moisten.
The little beggar was raised by an old beggar since he was a child. The beggars around him saw that the old beggar was raising a child even though he didn't have enough to eat, so they all laughed at the old beggar for being stupid.
But the old beggar raised the baby little by little by begging.
"Child, do you have a name?"
The old man couldn't help but sigh.
"My surname is Ling. My grandfather said that because I picked it up by the river in the southern suburbs, my grandfather named me Ling Hebian!" the little beggar raised his little head and said.
"Lin Riverside?"
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched a few times.
He wanted to know why it was called Lin Hebian instead of Lin He.
"Then I'll call you Lin He!"
The old man coughed dryly and said softly.
"Grandpa gave me the name, and I won't change it!"
The little beggar blinked his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, and shook his little head.
"Well, you're right!" The old man thought the child had good character, "Do you really want to stay in the small town and find a job?"
"Yeah, grandpa told me before he left that no matter how hard and tired I am, I won't be a beggar anymore!" the little beggar said with firm eyes.
The old man somewhat understood what the little beggar grandpa meant, "Okay, I'll take you to a place where I think we need manpower!"
"Really?" the little beggar said with excitement and joy on his dirty little face.
"Let's go!"
The old man smiled and walked towards the town.
The little beggar quickly followed behind the old man. Seeing the magnificent archway getting closer and closer, the little beggar became nervous for some reason.
But when he saw the writing on the archway, the little beggar was slightly startled and stopped, staring blankly at the writing on the archway.
"Do you understand what it says?"
When the old man saw the little beggar looking at the memorial arch without moving, he thought the little beggar knew how to read.
"do not know!"
The little beggar shook his head and said: "I feel like the characters above are one by one. They are saying something I can't understand!"
"Like a human?"
The old man looked up at the words on the archway in confusion. He really couldn't see how the words looked human.
However, he heard from students in the academy that different people will have different perceptions when reading the words written by the mayor, but only those who are scholars can understand them.
And the little beggar doesn’t know how to read, so how could he have any insights?
Maybe the words on it look similar to human beings to the little beggar.
Without thinking too much about this issue, the old man asked the little beggar to continue following him.
The little beggar didn't hesitate at all. He followed behind and couldn't help but reach out and touch a dark black wooden plaque hanging around his neck.
The little beggar looked a little confused.
When he was looking at the archway just now, the wooden plaque around his neck suddenly became hot, but not long after, it stopped being hot again.
In fact, he heard from his grandfather that this black wooden sign was placed in the basket with him, and the black wooden sign had the word "Ling" written on it.
It was only after Grandpa asked that he found out that it was the word "Ling".
Grandpa thought that the character "Ling" was probably his surname, so he named him after Ling.
…
Passing by a big locust tree.
The little beggar looked at the cleanly dressed children with envy.
Compared with them, the little beggar lowered his head in inferiority. He was afraid of seeing those disgusted and disgusted eyes, even though he had seen them too many times.
But for some reason, the little beggar couldn't help but raise his little head and peek at the people under the big locust tree.
Those people didn't look at him with disgust or disgust, but rather with confusion and inquiry.
The same is true for the children under the big locust tree.
The old man knew the people under the big locust tree and greeted them with a smile.
The little beggar knew that someone was asking him something.
Because those people look here from time to time.
Later, their eyes became gentle and pitiful, and some even sighed.
After that, someone pointed in a direction, and the old man nodded and said goodbye to those people.
"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere!"
The old man came over and asked the little beggar to follow him.
The little beggar felt uncomfortable being looked at by so many eyes, so he hurriedly left here.
Soon, they came to a grand-looking gate with two mighty stone lions placed on both sides of the gate.
Suddenly, roars came from inside the gate.
"A man can be bad-looking, he can have no money, he can have no talent, but he can't have no dreams!"
"You can't live without dreams!"
"Then what is your dream?"
"Be a salted fish, a salted fish with dreams!"
The little beggar paused and looked at the door quietly with his clear and bright eyes, wondering what was going on inside.