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570. Little beggar

However, this ethereal piano sound also reveals a sad and touching melody, which makes people feel a little sad.

"The beautiful sound of the piano cannot be played by the eldest lady of the Xiao family." Lu Chen's eyes were filled with confusion.

Lu Chen walked out of the manor, came to the edge of the lake, and looked at the lake ahead.

On the vast lake, a small black-topped boat rowed slowly, and circles of ripples slowly spread.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains and her face is like hibiscus. From far to near, she looks like a beautiful and intoxicating painting.

The sky is gloomy, the mist is filled, the music of the piano is ringing in the jungle, and the heart is trembling. The sound is like the roar of the pine wind, and like spring water rushing through the heart. Sometimes it is gentle, sometimes it is downright desolate, which makes people feel quite depressed.

"This girl from the Xiao family is really versatile. She actually has the leisure to play music on the lake."

Lu Chen folded his arms and watched this scene with great interest. Enjoying it, he couldn't help but close his eyes and listen silently.

Peace of mind, don’t forget the two selves.

Everything in the world was quiet, and only the ethereal sound of the piano echoed in his mind, like a stream of streams flowing through his heart. That specific rhythm struck the soul, causing a spiritual resonance, making his body and mind relax like never before.

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There is no hatred, no intrigue, no struggle for power here, and the mind is completely immersed in the natural atmosphere of heaven and earth.

This is a very wonderful feeling, just like the feeling of satisfaction after a good meal.

There is a gentle breeze, the music of the piano is wafting, and the calls of birds and animals can be heard from time to time in the woods.

Everything was calm, and the laws of heaven and earth were clearly displayed in front of Lu Chen like a picture scroll.

The wind blows through the treetops, lifting countless leaves and causing ripples on the lake surface. This is the rhythm of the wind.

Wherever the wind blows, heaven and earth are breathing.

The boundless earth beneath your feet nurtures all things in the world. You can clearly feel countless flowers, plants and trees breaking out of the ground, growing vigorously and releasing their fragrance.

On the quiet lake surface, circles of ripples ripple far away, repeating themselves in circles, just like everyone's continuous reincarnation on the road of life.

A yellowing leaf fell from the sky, and the cold wind gradually became desolate.

One leaf can reveal autumn.

Lu Chen opened his eyes, held the leaf in his hand, and smiled slightly: "It turns out it's autumn already."

He raised his head and looked towards the sky. A bright red sun rose from the east, casting the first ray of morning light between the sky and the earth.

The soul seems to be touched, like a chick emerging from its shell, undergoing transformation silently.

Just then, a harsh voice came from behind: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

When Lu Chen heard this, he couldn't help but frown, turned around and looked behind him, and saw the handsome young man named Xiao Haobai standing beside him, glaring at him angrily.

"I'm just going to hang out here and enjoy some fresh air, can't I?"

Xiao Haobai snorted coldly: "I think you are here to spy on my sister, shameless villain, I advise you to pay less attention."

"Oh, how do you say this?" Lu Chen said with great interest.

Xiao Haobai said with a proud look on his face: "My sister's elegance is unparalleled, her beauty is fragrant, and her beauty is famous all over the world. There are countless young heroes in the world who admire my sister, like crucian carp crossing the river."

Immediately, he looked at Lu Chen with a hint of contempt and said, "You are an idle person, please don't take any ideas from my sister."

"Why?" Lu Chen was a little dumbfounded.

Xiao Haobai snorted: "Because you are not qualified."

"No one knows who my sister is." "She has been smart since she was a child. When she was young, she single-handedly took charge of the entire family."

"It can be said that she is both talented and beautiful, and has the style of a woman."

"Don't think about the toad wanting to eat the swan meat."

Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his hands and laughed dumbly: "You really know how to praise people. You can praise your sister to the sky."

Xiao Haobai sneered and said: "My sister is a dragon and a phoenix among people. It is known to the whole world. Do you still need me to praise you?"

"I just want to tell you and advise you to give up this idea."

Chase Lu said helplessly: "Don't get me wrong, I just admire your sister and have no other intentions."

"Besides, I may not necessarily like women that others like."

When Xiao Haobai heard this, his eyes widened and he shouted sternly: "How outrageous, don't compare my sister with other ordinary people, they don't deserve it."

"Okay, okay, young man, calm down. If I bother you here, just take the first step."

"Let me tell your sister that Lu Chen will leave without saying goodbye. If we meet again someday, this favor will be returned."

Lu Chen couldn't stand this narrow-minded young man, sighed softly, and then turned around and left.

Xiao Haobai hoped that Lu Chen would leave quickly so that he would not be here, getting in the way and annoying others.

Now Lu Chen has mostly recovered from his injuries. The world is so big that there is only room for him.

If it weren't for the fact that the Xiao brothers and sisters gave him a few days to rest and recuperate, Lu Chen would have killed them all in one breath without bothering to waste any more words.

After saying goodbye without saying goodbye, Li Feng left Qishan and entered a city called Wulan City.

After entering the city, a spacious avenue that can accommodate four horses running abreast appears in front of you, running through the entire city. Lanes branch off along the main roads, forming a huge city with crisscrossing streets.

On the bustling streets, people come and go in a constant flow.

The bustling crowd and full popularity reminded Lu Chen, who had always been alone, of those romantic days in his youth.

"Selling candied haws."

“Freshly baked white flour steamed buns.”

"Wow, I want that kite."

"Don't rob, it costs money."

On the noisy streets, various hawking sounds continued to sound, one ebbing and the other ebbing, resounding throughout the sky above the city.

Vendors and goons were selling their wares, and children were running happily on the streets in groups.

Some big shots hang out with friends and visit various high-end restaurants.

Occasionally, I encounter a newlywed couple wearing red wedding robes and passing through the street with loud gongs and drums, attracting countless people to cheer.

Lu Chen was like a commoner, walking among them, feeling the lively atmosphere, and a smile appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but secretly sigh: "People like lively scenes, because they are happy and contented."

Suddenly, a dirty hand held out a broken bowl full of chips, Lu Chen was stunned.

He looked up, and at some point he saw a little beggar in front of him who was half-clothed and dirty. He looked about five or six years old, skinny as a stick, and exuded a stinky smell. Whenever pedestrians passed by,

They will all go around and avoid them.

A pair of clear, impurity-free eyes looked at Lu Chen pitifully, full of expectation.

"Well done, uncle, I haven't eaten for three days." The little beggar begged pitifully, his expression full of misery.

Lu Chen looked at this scene with an expressionless face, pondered for a moment, and then took out two bronze knife coins and threw them into the opponent's broken bowl.

With two clangs, the knife and coins fell into the broken bowl.

"Thank you, sir." When the little beggar saw the two coins in the broken bowl, his little eyes suddenly lit up with excitement. He quickly bowed his hands and turned around and quickly ran into the crowd.

The little beggar ran among the crowd, holding two coins tightly in his little hands. He quickly ran to a vendor and bought two white-faced steamed buns. Then he turned around and ran happily into a narrow and dark alley.

In a dark alley, there is a small dilapidated temple.

The temple is dilapidated, the statues of the gods are incomplete, and many stone pillars have collapsed aside, and no one cares about them.

The surrounding area of ​​the courtyard is covered with weeds and is a desolate scene.

There was a coughing sound from the back hall of the temple, and the little beggar hurried into the back hall holding two white-faced steamed buns tightly, and said crisply: "Mother, mother, I found something to eat."

"Eat quickly, eat quickly. Once you are full, your illness will be cured."

In the drafty back hall, there were piles of weeds, on which lay a haggard-looking woman. There was no trace of blood on her pale face, and she looked very weak.

Seeing the little beggar running back with two white-flour buns, the ragged woman burst into tears and said with a miserable look on her face: "Little dough, ahem, where have you gone? I've been looking for my mother for a long time. I'm worried to death."

Already."

It seems that Little Dough is this little beggar’s nickname.

Little Dough grinned: "Mom, I just went begging and met a good man."

"Look, these two white flour steamed buns are so delicious. Mother, please eat them quickly."

The ragged woman looked at the white-faced steamed buns in her child's hands. Tears could not help but pour out of her eyes. She smiled bitterly and said, "Mom, you're not hungry. Eat." After saying that, she coughed again, looking extremely painful.

"Ahem, you eat it and grow up quickly so you don't have to beg with your mother."

The little beggar shook his head and said: "No, I don't want to grow up, I want to be with my mother."

"Ahem, silly boy, I'm afraid my mother won't be able to survive this winter." The woman said with a bitter look on her face.

The little beggar said: "What do you mean you can't survive this winter? Dough doesn't understand."

The woman stroked the little beggar's tender face, her face full of reluctance: "It's okay, you can eat, don't go hungry."

"Mom, eat, you are sick and need to eat a full stomach so that you can recover quickly." The little beggar tore open the white-faced steamed buns very sensibly and handed them to his mother's mouth piece by piece.

The woman swallowed a piece, chewed it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The scene was so frightening that the little beggar hugged the woman and burst into tears.

"Mother, mother, you don't want to die."

"Little Dough, I can't live without you."

The woman looked pale, held the little beggar's hand, and said dyingly: "Don't be sad, you are a man, live a good life."

"Mother will bless you in heaven, keep you safe and grow up quickly."

The little beggar cried so hard that his heart was broken and his heart was broken.

In the alley outside the temple, people were coming and going, and there were cries coming from inside, but no one set foot there.

Some pedestrians glanced inside accidentally, then quickly withdrew their gaze and left in a hurry.

Many people know that a mother and son lived in this ruined temple. It is said that they were also from a wealthy family in their early years.

Because she offended a certain family power, the family was destroyed and displaced. Her husband died young, and the woman lived here with her children, begging for a living. Missing her husband made her sick, and she couldn't afford it.

It is drizzling outside and the wind is biting. This autumn seems to be colder than last winter.


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