Outsiders also have golden fingers

Qingling came back to her senses and thought of Xiaojun's changed appearance, and had an idea in her mind:
"Well, you go buy some buns to give to that child, and ask about their origins by the way."

Although Xiaojun was puzzled, he still did it.

He walked over and bought a paper bag full of meat buns and handed it to the little boy and said kindly:

"My little brother is so cute, don't cry, brother will buy you buns!"

As he got closer, he felt more and more that this child looked like Xiao Zhe, but he was a little thin, and it seemed that the conditions at home were not very good.

Those parents were probably used to being cheap, so instead of being embarrassed, they were grateful.

The father's eyes lit up when he heard someone whispering that the kind-hearted young master was wearing clothes that looked like a student from Imperial College.

The little boy was probably very hungry, so he didn't even say thank you. He grabbed the bun and carried it into his arms. He took one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Xiaojun frowned as he looked at it. This child's education was too bad. He had no manners at all and acted as if he was taking it for granted.

Seeing that the excitement was gone, the onlookers dispersed, and the couple ate big pancakes on the side.

Xiaojun was worried that the boy would choke, so he asked for another bowl of sour plum soup and sent it to him.

The boy ate four steamed buns, breathed a sigh of relief, drank the sour plum soup in one gulp, and placed the bowl on the table in the store.

He took a few breaths and smiled at Xiaojun: "Thank you, brother!"

But he still held Baozi tightly in his arms with both hands, showing no intention of letting his parents down. His mother also began to scold him in a low voice.

Seeing his smiling face, Xiaojun's heart skipped a beat. Only then did he realize that instead of saying that this child looked like Xiaozhe, he was more like Ling'er, especially his similar facial features!

Could this be the reason why Ling'er gave him steamed buns?Is there any connection between him and Ling'er being so similar?
He also understood her meaning while communicating with Qingling's eyes: to find out the origins and plans of this family of three.

The little boy's father finished eating the pancake, took out the water bag and drank enough, then wiped his lips and came over, looking at Xiaojun with his eyes.

He had long heard that all the students at Imperial College were either rich or noble, and they were all among the best.

This young man looks gentle and soft-hearted, and he seems to be easy to deceive, so maybe he can get some benefits by being miserable.

He immediately used the wisdom of a businessman, showed a simple and honest smile, and gave a long bow:
"Thank you sir for buying food for Xiaobao!"

Then he said with a bit of adult bitterness and shame:

"The family conditions are poor, and we only have one son. I spoiled him rotten, which cost the young master a lot of money!"

Xiaojun looked understanding and said sympathetically:

"It's normal for children to be gluttonous because they don't know the sufferings of the world. Your accent doesn't sound like you're from the capital, but your family is out of town?"

The mother and son's Mandarin was relatively standard. Although the man also spoke Mandarin, he obviously had an accent from the Yudi area, which was somewhat similar to the accent of one of his classmates.

The man rolled his eyes and said shamefully: "To be honest, sir, we are from Luoyang and came to the capital to find someone.

I once saved a noble man by chance. Before I left, I told him that he was from the capital, his name was Du Zixu, and asked me to come to the capital to find him if I encounter any difficulties in the future.

Some time ago, something happened at home and we couldn't live any longer, so we came to the capital to find him, hoping to find a way to make a living.But after we arrived in the capital, we couldn't find out whereabouts of him anywhere. It's been more than a month, and we've almost spent all our money, but there's still no whereabouts of him!
If we can’t find it again, our family will have to live on the streets begging for a living! "

Your surname is Du?Xiaojun became wary, but the name Zixu was very unfamiliar.

The boy is [-]% similar to Ling'er, more like Ling'er than Xiaozhe. What's going on?

"Brother, why are you lingering? Aren't you going to take me to eat an ice bowl? Why don't you leave? I'm going to die from the heat!"

Qingling walked over, her hair and makeup had been simply adjusted, and her bangs hung down in front of her forehead and were parted to both sides, half covering her eyebrows that were most similar to the little boy's.

She said angrily: "You spend money like a bad person again! No matter how much money I make, I can't afford you spending money like water!"
He treated his classmates to food and drinks all day long without saying a word, and even bought things for people he didn’t know!You are too spendthrift!Go quickly!Let's go quickly! "

Then he glared at the middle-aged man fiercely:

"My brother has already bought buns for your son, what else do you want? Leave quickly! Leave quickly! Don't pester him anymore!"

Seeing that the benefits he might have gained were about to be lost, the middle-aged man quickly begged:
"This lady is not a villain pestering this young master. In fact, we came to the capital to look for someone and couldn't find him, and we almost couldn't survive!
So I wanted to see if the young master could find out his whereabouts, and there was no harm in it! "

The little girl seemed to be a soft-hearted person, and hesitated for a moment: "Is that so? But where are you going to inquire about it at this moment?"
Otherwise, my brother will go back to the college soon. There are many people in the college, so ask him to ask you about it.

How about you go back now and wait for him here at two o'clock on Friday afternoon? "

Xiaojun didn't know what was going on, so he followed Qingling's words and said:
"Yes, I have to take my sister to eat ice bowl, and I have to go back to the academy soon, so it will take some time to find out.
You go ahead. Just do as my sister said and wait for me here at two o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow. "

The middle-aged man was about to agree, but the boy stepped forward and hugged Xiaojun's leg, saying arrogantly:

"I want to eat an ice bowl too, please take me with you!"

Qing Ling pulled him away angrily: "Let go, you little rascal. My brother took me to eat ice bowls, why should I take you too!"

But the little boy held on tightly and shouted, "If you don't take me, I won't let you go!"

The woman also stepped forward and said with a coy and frivolous expression:
"People say that good deeds should be done to the end, and that Buddhas should be sent to the West. You have already bought Bao'er a bun, why not buy him an ice bowl too! You rich people don't need these buns anyway!"

At this time, people had gathered around. Unexpectedly, this woman with outstanding appearance would say these words, and they immediately pointed at her in various ways.

Of course, there were also people who pointed at Xiaojun and Qingling:
"He is still a child, and it is normal for children to be greedy. Since they don't lack the money, I bought it for him!"

Xiaojun didn't seem to expect that his kindness would be like this. He didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. He stood there at a loss and said with a red face: "Sister, how about"

Qingling also became ashamed and angry. She opened her purse and took out a small piece of silver and threw it to the middle-aged woman:

"I've never seen anyone get blackmailed for doing good deeds! Take it, take it! Don't follow us! I'm really unlucky to meet you!"

Then he pulled Xiaojun up and left: "If you don't leave quickly, our family will be completely ruined by you!

They all said that Du Zixu was a noble man. How do we know who Du Zixu is?

You are not allowed to look for them again, otherwise I will tell dad to go! "

Xiaojun struggled and had to leave: "Which inn are you staying at? I'll let someone find you!"