It is said to be a shop, but in fact there are only two lonely shabby brick houses standing on the street. The tall trees and grass on both sides make the shop very uncoordinated, and even make Ling Yu feel a bit weird. In front of the shop, there is a tall man

The black man who towered over him, wearing a blue work clothes, was moving bamboo cages nearly two meters in diameter into the store.

The black man has a dark face, purple lips, and a pair of green bean-sized eyes shining brightly under two thick black eyebrows. Standing in front of the store, he looks like a black tower.

As he moved, he muttered: "If you don't believe me when I say it's too little, isn't that enough?"

"Stop talking nonsense. No one wants the leftovers from yesterday. They are all thrown away. Why don't you say anything?" A woman's shrewd voice came from the room.

"Oh..." The black man responded meekly as he moved the big basket. Suddenly he saw Ling Yu. His hands shook in fright and he yelled. Then he shouted toward the house: "Mom, there is a beggar."

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Ling Yu saw a fat, white, middle-aged woman walking out of the store. She wiped her wet hands on her apron and said to the black man: "Da Shan, you are so pitiful, give him one of your steamed buns."

"But I will be hungry at night. What if I am hungry?" the black man argued.

"You have three more, I will starve you to death!" The middle-aged woman lovingly poked the black man on the forehead with her index finger, then turned and walked into the store.

"Uncle... uncle, I have money, I will buy your steamed buns..." Ling Yu stammered and looked at the black man in front of him.

The black man was shocked. His plump purple-black lips trembled a few times, but he didn't say anything. His two small mung bean-sized eyes blinked a few times and looked at him noncommittally. After a while, he turned around naively.

, shouted angrily: "Mom, he, he called me uncle."

The middle-aged woman laughed and walked out holding her stomach and leaning back and forth.

"Mom!" The black man ignored the middle-aged woman's laughter, dropped the basket and stepped forward to say, "He, he called me uncle..."

Ling Yu looked at the middle-aged woman in surprise and uncertainty, and saw that the woman was laughing so hard that she was shaking all over. He waited until she wiped away her tears from laughter before he stepped forward and said, "Auntie, I just came from Jin'an. I want to eat steamed buns.

I have money." He said and handed over a hundred dollar bill.

The middle-aged woman waved her hands and gradually stopped laughing and said: "The steamed buns are sold out, no more, no more... ah... I laughed to death." She rubbed her belly and looked at the black man:

"Da Shan, you look too old, let him...him..." The middle-aged woman couldn't say any more. She bent over and beat her legs and laughed endlessly.

The big black man next to him glanced at the middle-aged woman with dissatisfaction, turned his head, raised his black eyebrows, and said to Ling Yu: "I said, little beggar, am I that old? The steamed buns are gone, you go to someone else's house

Go and ask."

When Ling Yu heard this, he was a little anxious and hurriedly braced himself up and said: "No, no, brother, I can't walk anymore. I'll buy you four steamed buns and a bowl of egg soup for one hundred yuan."

When he heard that one hundred yuan would buy four steamed buns and a bowl of soup, the black man was slightly startled, his bright little eyes blinked twice, and then he jumped up like a spring.

He grabbed the middle-aged woman who was laughing and said loudly: "Mom, make soup quickly, go." Then he was stunned again, slowly lowered his head and muttered alone: ​​"No problem, my steamed buns

If you don't want to eat, I'll give it to you, one hundred yuan, hehe..." As he spoke, his eyes shone with cunning light, and he stretched out a thick black hand and took the one hundred yuan handed over by Ling Yu.

The middle-aged woman finally stopped smiling. She glared, grabbed the hundred-dollar bill, looked at the light carefully, flicked it again, picked out the watermark with her nails, and then put it in with confidence.

In the pocket.

She immediately put on a respectful and humble smile and said to Ling Yu: "Little brother, just sit there and wait for a while." Then she yelled at the black man in front of her and said: "Da Shan, hurry up and light a fire!"

Ling Yu looked at the interesting mother and son, smiled slightly, and sat at the table, a warmth slowly flowing through his chest.

The big black man ignored the middle-aged woman's scolding, and just sat opposite Ling Yu, wanting to have a few words with him: "Hey, let me tell you, little beggar, you have money, how can you still be so virtuous?

"

Ling Yu looked at the honest man in front of him with great interest. This dark man did not make him feel any ill feelings at all, but he was somewhat kind. He smiled and shook his head: "Don't you know there is an unwritten rule?

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"What?" The big black man stared at Yuan again with his small eyes.

"No matter what time, you must never reveal your wealth, otherwise people will always take notice of you." Ling Yu said proudly, took out another hundred-dollar bill, and waved it in front of the black man.

The big black man stretched out his hand to grab it, but Ling Yu easily dodged it. The big black man went to grab it again, but Ling Yu dodged again, making him miss again.

The big black man scratched his head and head anxiously, and finally stood up and shouted: "Mom, he, he still has money, he still has money."

"Damn fat man, the money belongs to others, don't you think you can rob it by force?" A middle-aged woman yelled harshly from inside the room.

"Oh," the big black man looked at the door and scratched his head, muttering in a low voice: "That's right." He raised his head and looked at Ling Yu: "Our family sells steamed buns, and when it's good, we can only earn so much in two days.

Zhang, when things go bad, you can’t even earn half a Zhang.”

Ling Yu sighed. He threw the banknote to the big black man embarrassedly and said, "If you want it, I'll give it to you. It's useless for me to ask for it."

The big black man scratched his head this time, held the money in his hand, clenched it into a fist and pushed it in front of Ling Yu: "I don't want it, you keep it."

Ling Yu looked at him with a smile and shook his head.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Yu fell asleep with his face on the table, holding the last half of the steamed bun in his hand and an empty soup bowl in front of him.

Looking at the sleeping Ling Yu, the black man stayed for a while and said to the middle-aged woman: "Mom, he still owes us accommodation fees."

The middle-aged woman glared, stood up immediately and poked his black forehead: "You money-obsessed ghost, can you ask him tomorrow?"

The black man was a little stunned. After a while, he pointed at Ling Yu and said, "He, he is such a weirdo, he fell asleep like this..."

The middle-aged woman looked at Ling Yu carefully. She was suddenly stunned and her whole body shook.

"What's wrong?" the black man asked hurriedly.

The middle-aged woman suddenly leaned down and looked at Ling Yu who was leaning on the table. Suddenly she said urgently to the black man next to her: "Da Shan, get a towel."

Two minutes later, the middle-aged woman sat on the stool behind her with a whoosh. "He...he..." The middle-aged woman pointed at Ling Yu with a trembling finger, and covered her mouth with her other hand.

Sitting on a chair.

"Mom, what's wrong?" The big black man looked at the wiped face and asked, "Why are you wiping his face? He, he is indeed a pretty boy!"

"He, he... Could it be that he is... too similar..." The middle-aged woman gradually calmed down, and a miserable look appeared on her face. She suddenly saw a strip of greasy hair hanging around Ling Yu's neck.

He raised his hand to pick up the black red rope, but failed several times. Ling Yu seemed to deliberately press the copper pendant on his chest.

"Mom, what's wrong?" the big black man asked, shaking the middle-aged woman's shoulders.

"Wake him up quickly, I have something to ask him." The middle-aged woman said, turned around and went back to the house.
Chapter completed!