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Chapter 17 Are you hungry?
Lin Huaian silently looked at the little beggar. He was not tall, not as tall as his niece. He probably only reached his chest. His face could not be seen clearly because it was covered by long and messy hair.

Seeing that the little beggar was always staring at his fruit, Lin Huaian thought for a moment and then raised the half-eaten fruit towards him and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

The little beggar didn't say anything. He stood there and watched Lin Huaian's movements. The long hair on his back was blown up by the wind.

Lin Huaian continued to chew the fruit without receiving a response.

After nibbling a piece of fruit, Lin Huaian saw the little beggar still looking at him. Lin Huaian thought for a moment and raised another piece of fruit that had not yet entered his mouth, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

The little beggar's black-haired eyes blinked slightly, his little head nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "Hungry..."

"Oh."

Lin Huaian also nodded and responded, then put the fruit into his mouth and continued to chew...

The little beggar's face twitched slightly, his body shook slightly, he was silent for a moment, said nothing, and continued to move forward.

"then."

The little beggar stopped and looked back, only to see Lin Huaian gently throwing a fruit over. He could catch the fruit with just a slight stretch of his hand, but the little beggar didn't catch it and watched the fruit roll down in front of him.

Glancing at the fruit on the ground, the little beggar raised his head and glanced at Lin Huai'an again, then turned around and ran away without knowing where the strength came from.

"It's quite vengeful."

Lin Huaian looked at the running figure, muttered a few words, and continued to chew the fruit.

Not long after, the little beggar appeared again, this time with a wild cat in his arms.

The little beggar sat in front of the fruit, put down the wild cat, held a small bamboo stick in his hand, gently picked off a piece of fruit pulp, and put it into the cat's mouth.

The wild cat howled in dissatisfaction, and finally was forced to eat the pulp.

After eating the pulp, the wild cat walked around on the ground a few times. Then when he saw that the little beggar didn't catch it, he turned around and ran away.

After watching the wild cat in the distance and confirming that there was nothing abnormal, the little beggar squatted down and put most of the remaining fruit into his mouth. He looked very hungry, as if he was swallowing a jujube, each fruit was gone quickly.

At this moment, Lin Huaian felt that the little beggar was similar to Qin Tian in some aspects, but he always felt that the world was trying to kill him...

Seeing that the little beggar was so hungry, Lin Huaian threw a few more fruits over. This time the little beggar took the fruits and swallowed them all without hesitation.

Lin Huaian thought for a while and said, "The fruit this time is poisonous."

The little beggar paused and was silent for a moment. Then he ignored it and continued chewing until all the fruits were left.

"Thank you."

The little beggar left a word, turned around and left.

Lin Huaian didn't care either. There were so many people like little beggars in the world, and they wouldn't mind helping them if they saw them.

After the little beggar left, Lin Huaian also came down from the courtyard wall because someone called him and it was a steward who came to report that the young lady had rejected the Zhao family's request for exchange and came here specifically to talk to the uncle.

Lin Huaian nodded and asked, "Did the Zhao family say anything? Did they say anything harsh?"

The manager glanced at Lin Huaian, then shook his head: "No, I hope we can think about it carefully." After hearing this, Lin Huaian said with regret: "What a pity..."

The manager couldn't help but shuddered after hearing this, and he couldn't help but think of the precedent of the Haihe Gang.

After passing the message, the person in charge retreated. Lin Huaian had a flash of inspiration and asked someone to find some bamboo and a palm-sized carpentry knife.

Holding the bamboo, Lin Huaian found a stone pier to sit down on, and then whittled the bamboo with a carpenter's knife.

The source of this inspiration is still the Haihe Gang. From killing Sha Zhentian with a chair to killing two Guanshan gangsters by throwing away two blades, Lin Huaian thought about using the least amount of spiritual energy to kill Sha Zhentian. Yes.

So he thought of whittling the bamboo into a javelin. In the future, he would throw the bamboo spear like a javelin to kill whoever came looking for trouble.

Lin Huaian was very confident and used his own method to use spiritual energy to activate the bamboo spear to throw. As for how much he used, it would depend on his opponent, but basically no one should be able to dodge it.

In this way, Lin Huaian spent the whole afternoon cutting bamboo. Qin Hua made a special trip after getting the news. He looked at Lin Huaian's actions curiously and said, "What are you doing, uncle?"

Lin Huaian didn't know how to explain it, so he casually said: "It's boring, it's okay."

Qin Hua said oh, then squatted aside and handed the bamboo to Lin Huaian. He didn't talk much and was very well-behaved.

Lin Huaian thought for a while and took a piece of discarded bamboo. After flipping the carpenter's knife, a simple version of the bamboo dragonfly was formed.

"Uncle, what is this?" Qin Hua looked curious. She recognized the thing Lin Huaian made before, it was a bamboo gun, but she didn't understand this.

"Kindly, keep an eye on it."

Lin Huaian smiled, and with a pinch of his hand, the bamboo dragonfly flew up and flew very high, and finally fell slowly.

Qin Hua's eyes lit up when she saw it below. Although she had never played like an ordinary child since she was a child, and her mentality was far beyond that of her peers, she still had a childlike innocence. She picked up the bamboo dragonfly with great interest and learned to Lin Huaian held it with both hands and pinched it slightly, letting the bamboo dragonfly fly into the sky. She looked down at the bamboo dragonfly spinning rapidly under the clouds and smiled.

Lin Huaian continued to play with his bamboo gun. He found that it was quite interesting to play with. The main reason was that this place was too boring and had nothing, so he found it interesting to play with everything.

During this period, Qin Tian also came here once. When he saw his sister acting like a child, he laughed childishly.

Immediately, he happily joined in...

The servants in the Qin Mansion looked at this weird style of painting, but they didn't dare to say anything. They all lowered their heads and honestly did what they were doing.

While playing with the bamboo gun, Lin Huaian looked at the siblings, smiled, and didn't pay too much attention. However, there was movement from time to time in the bookcase at the other end of the flower garden, which attracted his attention.

He had been to the Book Pavilion with Qin Hua last time, and knew that there was an old man who managed the Book Pavilion, and he was not even a third-rate man. He had also looked carefully at that time, but at this time, he could feel the rumblings coming from inside the Book Pavilion from time to time. There was an aura that only a third-rate warrior could have, and occasionally it was mixed with the sound of the old man coughing. Lin Huai'an's hearing was certainly not as good as that of ordinary people. He could tell that the old man was in pain when he coughed, as if he was holding back.

In order to prevent the old man from dying here for no reason, Lin Huaian thought for a while, then dropped the bamboo and went to the bookstore alone without saying hello.

The front door of the bookstore was as clean as ever. When he opened the door, Lin Huaian saw that the old man from last time was sitting on a chair, holding a book in his hand, covering his mouth with one hand, and coughing violently. , looking at that expression, it seems that he is holding back, very painful.

Only then did Lin Huaian notice that the book in the old man's hand was exactly the book he had read last time, a popular book on basic physical training.

Looking at the old man's appearance, it is obvious that the old man is practicing physical training...

(End of this chapter)