The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 806 Killing Husband and Proving the Way 21
The sky is orange, and the birds are returning to their nests.

The little boy was bouncing and walking on the road, looking very happy.

He met two generous guests today and gave him two extra copper coins, which happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he bought two meat buns and planned to celebrate the festival with his grandmother.

"Hey, little beggar!"

Two men suddenly popped out of the grass on the side of the road.

With crooked eyes and a slanted mouth, one leg shaking, he is a well-known gangster near the town. The little boy was immediately alert.

One of the gangsters stepped forward and pulled the paper bag in his arms: "Yo, it smells weird, and I bought meat buns again? Tsk, everyone is a beggar, why do you eat meat every day? Come on, brother today Taste the taste of this meat bun..."

The little boy took two steps back and avoided it in time.

The little gangster narrowed his eyes: "What? Not happy?"

The little boy pursed his lips and did not speak, his eyes carefully looked around, and he began to look for the direction of escape... He was kicked to the ground.

boom,
wrinkled face,
The body bowed into a shrimp.

The little gangster had a ruthless expression on his face: "Don't you be ashamed of yourself!"

Going forward to pull the bun in his arms, the little boy hugged the bun tightly and refused to let go. The little bastard was annoyed, and he pulled a big ear scraper, the boy's ears buzzed, and he became dizzy for an instant.

The little gangster continued to talk, and the boy got the courage out of nowhere: "This is from grandma." He bit the gangster's arm.

The little gangster screamed in an instant, which caused the other gangster to laugh out loud.

"Laughing at your mother, Ge Laozi, why don't you hurry up and pull this brat! It hurts me to death."

The little bastard stepped forward to stop him, but a wild dog suddenly rushed over, grabbed the meat bun that fell on the ground, and ran away. open.

A skinny wild dog who smells meat buns and dies?

It was at this time that the original owner appeared. He glanced indifferently at the little boy who had been kicked and kicked, and turned to chase the wild dog.

She had washed her face, and lay down to rest when she was a little sleepy when passing by a grass field by the side of the road. She had heard the struggle of the little boy and the gangster over and over, and she was too lazy to get up until she heard that the meat bun was about to fly.

As the saying goes, if a meat bun beats a dog, there will never be a return.

Similarly, Qing Le failed to recover the meat bun in the end, so he had to go back to the ruined temple hungry.

The night was getting darker, the bright moon was hanging in the sky, and the scenery of the land was unobstructed. She dragged her legs and walked slowly, passing a small figure curled up in the middle of the dirt road, lying on the ground without a sound.

The wind lifted the bangs on the boy's face, revealing a thin face.

Qing Le walked by without looking sideways.

In the early morning of the next day, people in the ruined temple found the little boy dead, lying in the middle of the road, blocking the way of passing vehicles, and was finally thrown into the nearby field.

From then on, Qing Le once again lived a life of not eating the next meal.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival,
The leaves are falling, and people put on thick clothes one after another.

Frost's descent, light snow, heavy snow, before everyone had time to react, they had to put on cotton jackets.

Qing Le has no money, and she doesn't know how to work, she can't even do simple dishes, so she can't afford a padded jacket, and when winter comes, the fruits on the mountain fall to the ground and rot, and she has nothing to eat.

The feeling of being hungry is not good, so she had to go out of the ruined temple to the small town.

It was snowing in the sky, the ground was snow-white, and it was bitingly cold when she stepped on it. At this moment, the sound of the carriage "creaking and creaking" came from behind, and she leaned against the roadside.

The carriage drove past her.

Made of sandalwood, the car bell swayed, and the carriage stopped.

"Old man, are you going to the small town ahead? Let's give you a ride."

Qing Le looked up, she was a little girl with twin temples, a chubby red face, and a pink dress, she looked very festive.

Qing Le was helped into the carriage, entered the warm and cozy interior, and drank a cup of hot tea, which was extremely warm.

"Thank you."

"No thanks, no thanks, thank Adu if you want to thank me, he begged me to let you come up."

The delicate young lady covered her mouth, laughing so hard that her branches trembled wildly.

Qing Le followed the young lady's line of sight, and saw a boy wearing a servant's uniform in the corner. He was seven or eight years old, with a naturally smiling face, white and tender.

Seeing her looking over, she scratched her head in embarrassment: "Miss is kind..."

This family's surname is Ye, who lives in Tianmu City, and her ancestors were officials. In winter, when it snows heavily, Ms. Ye wants to follow the example of the ancients to look for plums in the snow, and she takes her servant girl out of the city...so she happened to meet Qing Le when she returned to the city. .

Laughter and laughter along the way, to the small town.

"Old man, where are you going? It's snowing and it's hard to go. Let's take you home."

"No need."

Qing Le got off the carriage directly.

The snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't see the figure after walking two steps.

Qing Le walked slowly in the heavy snow against the wind, almost all the shops on both sides closed their doors, and those who didn't close their doors drove her away when they saw her wanting to go in. Just when Qing Le was thinking about what to do, a loud shout came from behind : "Grandma, wait!"

The little boy ran over with a bag of things in his arms: "You walk so fast, I almost couldn't keep up."

He dragged her to the side alley, and stuffed the cake in her arms into her hands, a little embarrassed: "I asked the young lady for it, and it happens that she doesn't like mung bean cakes. If you don't mind, just take it."

Looking around again, it was a little strange: "Where are you going? Is no one coming to pick you up?"

Qing Le arched her body and said nothing, the boy blinked, and looked down to see the straw sandals on her feet... The toes had chilblains, and the rough skin was exposed in the ice and snow.

The boy suddenly became dumb: "You, are you homeless?"

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The carriage stopped at the gate of the town,

From a distance, the old and the young came hobbling.

The coachman was surprised: "Didn't he leave? Why did this bring him back?"

The lady lifted the curtain of the car when she heard the words, and saw the boy supporting Qing Le to the front of the car, and asked eagerly if Qing Le could be taken in?He will definitely work hard and take good care of her, and will never cause trouble to the lady.

"Is there nowhere for the old man to go?"

The lady looked at Qing Le.

Qing Le didn't speak, the little boy immediately said: "Miss Hui, that's exactly the case, look..."

A pair of big black and white eyes looked at her pleadingly, the young lady was happy, but what is an old lady worth?So he followed his will.

The carriage set off and staggered towards Tianmu City.
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Xihe doesn't pay much attention to Qingle's situation, she just needs to see the result after a hundred years.

winter day,

It's snowing heavily,

The entire Shangyuan Zongfang City is full of New Year's spirit, and red lanterns are hung in front of Fan's house.

After several months, the little tree demon and Uncle Zhong made a big breakthrough in their cultivation. They both succeeded in Qi training and entered the Qi training period. As soon as they entered this stage, there was a world of difference in the progress of the two people's cultivation.

The little dryad is struggling to understand, but as a demon, his talent is still very good.

Uncle Zhong can't do it, his talent is not good, coupled with his age, he didn't read a few books when he was young, and his understanding of Tao is too superficial. Even with Xihe teaching him, his progress can't be called fast.

However, his back is straightened, his voice is loud, his eyes are no longer cloudy, and he is full of energy.

(End of this chapter)