Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth street things
"Yesterday, the swallows in the hall were filled with smoke and clouds~"
"The world is prosperous and several families have failed, and high-rise buildings have fallen into the dust~"
"There are three hundred guests playing the konghou, and they can't be found in the street with their heads down. There are a few things that are too hard to explain and difficult to deal with~"
At the other end of the alley, there was the sound of silk and bamboo strings and the warmth of the red smoke tent.
The charming singer danced and sang, and Qingyue's low and lingering voice came into the alley, a little erratic.
Mo Zhongqian was in a daze as he listened, as if he had forgotten where he was.
Of course, it could also be because it’s too cold and my brain is freezing...
Mo Zhongqian leaned on Su Can's back, and Su Can's back bones hurt so much... Mo Zhongqian was almost losing weight and losing his appearance after not staying on the streets of Yunchendu for too long...
Looking down at his hand, Mo Zhongqian would hardly feel its existence if he hadn't seen it.
There was only a cold feeling that penetrated my heart and lungs. I wanted to move my palms a little to warm them up, but my hands started to tremble as soon as I exerted force... It was too cold.
Su Can's body was also cold. He suddenly sat up and pointed to the pavilion across the street from where the dancers were singing a cappella and said to Mo Zhongqian:
"Hey, you know, when I was young, I used to hang out in those places. I would order twenty of these singing girls at a time~"
Mo Zhongqian's lips turned white from the cold, and he tremblingly replied:
"Then Brother Su, you are still living on the street..."
Su Can seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot by Mo Zhongqian. He looked a little embarrassed and replied with a dry smile:
"Hey, didn't something happen in the middle? Oh, it was so tragic... I won't tell you..."
Mo Zhongqian guessed that Su Can was afraid that he would freeze to death in the ice and snow without knowing it, so he deliberately found a topic to talk to him... However, sometimes Mo Zhongqian would simply think that he was dead and that he would be dead. …
Mo Zhongqian's initial thought was: Why should I, the third prince of the Li Kingdom and the noble nobleman of Tianhuang, suffer like this here... But now His Highness's idea is extremely simple... I just want to eat hot food. Yes, anything is fine...
But... Mo Zhongqian hasn't eaten anything for a whole day.
He couldn't even eat a mouthful of sour porridge... Mo Zhongqian's thoughts of arrogant and high-minded people had long been thrown out of the window.
"Actually...I used to have a good life...whatever I want to eat can be prepared for me with just a look..."
Mo Zhongqian muttered it in a low voice, but he didn't have the confidence to say it...
Su Can turned around and made a funny expression on his thin face:
"Oh, I knew it a long time ago... Although you were not well dressed when you first arrived here, you looked as handsome as a girl, and the dignity in your words and movements showed that you had been cultivated for many years. With my ability to control the rich and powerful, I can tell your identity at a glance, you must be..."
Su Can protracted his tone, and Mo Zhongqian looked at him, not expecting that Su Can had already figured out his identity.
"He must be the son of a rich man! Just like me back then!"
Su Can said it categorically.
The corner of Mo Zhongqian's mouth twitched when he heard this... I am a dignified prince, just like you?
However, Mo Zhongqian had no intention of telling Su Can and nodded noncommittally.
"I saw you were being followed by bad guys before. That's right... Rich people like us will inevitably be coveted by others... and we will end up like this in the end~"
Su Can said and patted Mo Zhongqian on the shoulder.
Mo Zhongqian thought of the horse guard who cut off his rear, and his eyes were suddenly swallowed up by hatred.
"Hmph, those evil people, I will definitely cut them into pieces. Anyone who I can't stand in this world, I will kill them all if I have the chance!"
Mo Zhongqian said.
Su Can thought for a moment and then hit Mo Zhongqian hard on the head.
Mo Zhongqian was in pain and looked up at Su Can, who was standing up supporting the wall.
Su Can looked down at Mo Zhongqian and said slowly:
“You must keep the most transparent heart even when you have seen the darkest night.”
Following Han Feng's instructions, Su Can kept feeding Mo Zhonggan chicken soup these days.
"You can be angry, but you can't let hatred swallow up your kindness... If I weren't kinder, you brat would have starved to death on the street..."
Mo Zhongqian has not been able to put down his face and go out to beg these days. It is Su Can who goes out to beg and comes back to share the food. Su Can seems to have no problem with saying this...
Mo Zhongqian looked up at Su Can who stood up in confusion, the winter sky shining behind him:
"But...brother Su, what's the use of being kind? We still don't have enough to eat..."
Su Can kicked Mo Zhongqian angrily:
"You heartless brat, if I weren't kind, would you still be able to yell at me?"
As he spoke, Su Can raised his eyes to look at the street in the distance and whispered:
"Moreover, you must remember your principles, which are the basis of your nobility. Otherwise, you will be no different from other beggars."
After saying that, Su Can turned around and walked out onto the street, turning his back to Mo Zhongqian and waving to Mo Zhongqian:
"I'll go sit outside again and see if I can get you two steamed buns back."
"Brother Su...why are you so nice to me?"
Mo Zhongqian suddenly blurted out and asked.
Su Can paused, leaving only Mo Zhonggan with his back.
"Probably, we were all very similar when we were your age..."
The voice is full of vicissitudes of life, as if lost.
Then he walked out of the alley and the voice continued:
"So, when you grow up, you have to be a good beggar with the world in mind like me~"
Mo Zhongqian watched Su Can walk out of the alley and lowered his head.
Brother Su is a truly good person. He never helps me for the sake of reward, although sometimes he will say some innocent words... Mo Zhongqian thought this way.
However, His Highness the Third Prince suddenly no longer feels that such naivety is disgusting...
Only when you truly understand the warmth and coldness of the world can you realize how wonderful it is to remain innocent and pure in this bleak world.
Su Can was away, so Mo Zhongqian huddled alone in the alley, his body was cold, and he put himself on air defense.
Suddenly, a scent came.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a thick red coat, smiling brightly at herself.
"Here, here you go~"
Only then did Mo Zhongqian realize that the source of the scent was the little girl handing over half a piece of sesame seed cake.
Only then did Mo Zhongqian realize that it was a group of teenage children who had come here to have fun and were playing shuttlecock at the entrance of the alley.
The little girl should be one of them.
Frankly speaking, if His Royal Highness had just been living on the street, he would never have had the slightest feeling about this girl's kindness... But now he felt inexplicably moved.
"Thank you... thank you..."
Mo Zhongqian took the sesame seed cake and started to gnaw it hungrily.
Halfway through the meal, I thought of Su Can again, so I started to eat more slowly...
At this time, the children playing in the alley discovered what was going on here. A little boy about the same age as Mo Zhongqian suddenly rushed over angrily, pushed Mo Zhongqian who was sitting in the corner to the ground, and reached out to pull Hong Little girl in coat.
"Xiao Ru, what are you doing? Don't give anything to this stinky beggar! How disgusting he is!"
Mo Zhongqian was pushed to the ground, holding the remaining sesame seed cakes in his hand, chewing hard in his mouth, and staring at the little boy with extremely hateful eyes.
"Smelly beggar, you still dare to stare at me!?"
The little boy was a little frightened by the glare, but in an instant he became angry because of the shame and kicked him.
"I told you to stare! You still stare!"
Mo Zhongqian said nothing, silently refusing, enduring the little boy's kicks, his eyes like those of a wild beast that chooses people to devour.
The little girl tried to pull him, but it made the boy even more unhappy, so he reached out to take care of his friends.
"Come on, let's beat this stinky beggar together!"
Seven or eight little boys came over, all twelve or thirteen years old, followed by a few girls.
Mo Zhongqian was also a young man with a good temper. He endured the boy's kicks, mustered up his strength, jumped up suddenly, hugged the boy's waist, knocked him to the ground, and tore him with his fingers and teeth. Bite.
Several boys quickly came up and pulled the weak Mo Zhongqian away, pushed him to the ground, and surrounded him, kicking and beating him.
The little boy who was knocked down by Mo Zhongqian got up and grabbed the little girl in red who wanted to come forward. He looked at Mo Zhongqian who was lying on the ground being beaten with the resentful eyes unique to young people:
"Hit, beat me hard! Beat this stinky beggar to death. I want him to know that people are born different! He will only be a beggar in the corner for the rest of his life!"
Mo Zhongqian endured the pain of being beaten, and when he heard what the boy said, his heart suddenly trembled.
People are born different... Isn't this what I once thought?
Why does it sound so angry now!?
"Hey! What are you doing! Go away!"
Su Can's voice came from the alley, and a big beggar dressed in dirty gray rushed over.
He stretched out his hand to push away these stinky children who were happily beating him, and hugged Mo Zhongqian.
These dead children were not very courageous. When they saw a big beggar coming, they ran away quickly.
However, the little boy who pulled the little girl in red and ran out of the alley was a ruthless character. He grabbed a stone on the street and threw it at Su Can.
The angular stone drew an arc and hit Su Can on the back of the head...
"You stinking beggar son of a bitch..."
When he saw the little boy hitting someone, he cursed quickly, pulled the little girl and ran away...
Mo Zhongqian was beaten to the ground and saw Su Can touch the back of his head and then help himself up.
"Brother Su, I want to kill them."
"You brat, you hate this kind of person, remember not to be such a person first, and be kind!"
Su Can gently knocked on Mo Zhongqian's forehead, then thought for a while and said:
"But I think it's okay to hang him up and give him a few beatings."
Mo Zhongqian noticed that Su Can's hand that had just touched the back of his head was covered in blood...