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Chapter 010 Ragged and Dirty Face, Beggar Life Is More Difficult

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    The next day, he continued to walk casually, and he felt that the pain in his stomach was gone.

    He didn't know how to find a job, so he had to ask shop after shop, and the result was the same as yesterday, either shaking his head or saying: "Children! Don'tdon't"

    When he came to the door of a big store, he couldn't hold it anymore and sat on the ground.  He doesn't want to get up, he's so tired, he needs to rest.  After sitting on the train for several days and not eating on the train, his body is now weak to the limit.

    It was very cold on the ground, but the talented man had no strength to get up and move a place, he was leaning in the corner, staring at the stars.  He knew it was tired and hungry.  He closed his eyes, slowly recovering.

    I don't know how long it took, but somehow he felt someone touching his hand, and he tried hard to open his eyes.

    A ragged little boy seemed to be cutting his pulse. Suddenly he straightened his upper body. The little boy was startled and avoided.  Turning around and speaking Cantonese to an older child, the wit couldn't understand him, but the wit looked at their attire and knew what they were doing.

    He knew that these two children should be beggars.  The older boy grunted with the younger one, and the younger one walked away.

    The older one leaned up to him and looked at his face.

    Judging by his appearance, the talented man is not as old as him.

    Not long after, the little boy ran back, carrying a plastic bag, and handed it to the big boy.  The big boy handed the plastic bag to the gifted scholar, and the gifted scholar saw that it was a few buns.

    These are a few warm steamed buns, the talented man didn't care so much, and gobbled up the steamed stuffed buns.

    Seeing his embarrassment, they both laughed.

    But he was still extremely uncomfortable, and after a while, he felt a little strength.  He mustered up all his strength and said, "Thank you!" The two beggars just laughed, and then the older boy said in blunt Mandarin: "It seems that you are not a local, so you ran away from home?" The wit nodded.

    The big boy said unceremoniously: "There is no place to hang out with us, right?"

    The talented man thought, he can't refuse now.  He was not familiar with the place where he was born, and he had only given him steamed stuffed buns before, so he nodded.

    The big boy said: "Then call me big brother? Let's go."

    The wit had no choice but to follow this elder brother who was half a head shorter than himself.  Walking out for a while, turning seven turns and turning eight turns, I entered a basement.

    It's dark in the basement, but it feels warm.  With a little light from the door, the talented man found that there were still a few children lying lazily on the floor covered with wooden boards and torn bedding. It seemed that these children were in the same group as the big boy.

    The big boy yelled: "Brothers, get up and meet this new kid." Then the big boy asked the talented man, "What's your name?"

    The wit said: "I am called a wit." Everyone didn't look at him at all, but agreed with a grunt.

    They said their names one by one: "My name is Xiaosan, and I'm Maotou" At this moment, he was very nervous, and only remembered that the older boy's name was Morey.  He squirmed inside and let the talented man lie there to rest.

    The wit did not feel sleepy, but just opened his eyes, looking at these skinny and ragged beggars who were smaller than himself, he felt very ridiculous.  I thought, hi!  I really didn't expect that I had only been out of my uncle's house for about ten days, and now I have become a beggar.

    I don't know how long it took, but he fell asleep.  This time he slept soundly and deeply.

    When he woke up, the children had disappeared.

    At this time, he felt that the air here was suffocating, and the damp musty smell kept coming.

    Not long after, Morey and the little beggars came back.  Morey brought back steamed buns and steamed buns, and the gifted scholar still accepted them.

    Morey said: "The effect is good today, everyone can have a good meal, and you can go out for a walk tomorrow." The wit nodded.

    At this time, there was no light at the door of the basement, and the talented man knew that it was already dark at this time.

    The next day, the wit was much more energetic, and he went out with these little beggars.

    When he got outside, he saw clearly that these children had dark faces, and looked carefully to see if they were dark, and those were the moles left by not washing their faces often.

    Walking to the door of a large shopping mall, several children began to follow a middle-aged woman in luxurious clothes. A little beggar quickly opened her backpack, quickly took out the wallet in the bag, and went out to grab it.

    ?The movements of these little beggars were a bit clumsy. The middle-aged woman noticed it, and she suddenly turned around in astonishment., It turned out that the purse was connected with a zipper and a backpack. They failed, and a few beggars fled like birds.  The middle-aged woman began to scold these beggars, but she didn't chase them. Maybe she knew that chasing them might not necessarily catch up with them, and the wallet was not taken away.  After cursing a few words, seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she took her wallet back and put it back in her backpack.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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