She favors the Sixth Palace again

Yun Lan looked at the suddenly closed door opposite and shook her head helplessly.

Then, he turned his attention to the man curled up on the ground - this man was just a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He was young and his body was sallow and thin. He heard that he had no father and mother and was an abandoned child. An old beggar on the street who felt pity for him picked it up and kept it. He had been used to cheating and stealing since he was a child.

The folk customs in the small town are simple and honest, and he only stole some food for himself, and never actually sent him to see the official.

The Yun siblings had just moved in, and they had been visited by him more than once; once, Yun Lan had just bought some cakes and pastries, and before they had time to put them on the plate, the little beggar took most of them away, and the rest was still dirty. His fingerprints were left on the ground, which made Yun Lan very angry. She gained a lot of sympathy from the neighbors, and then she informed the little beggar's life experience.

It was probably the time when the Yun family siblings had just arrived, and Yun Lan was shopping every day. It seemed that the family had quite a lot of money, and this little beggar had come here quite often before.

On the contrary, the little beggar has not appeared during the past few days of snow.

The Yun family siblings thought the little beggar was looking for a place to hide from the snow to spend the winter. Unexpectedly, they turned around and saw the man beaten half to death.

"Stop pretending," the little beggar was still lying on the ground for a long time and refused to move. Yun Lan had no choice but to say, "If you lie down any longer, you will get into trouble even if you are fine."

So, the little beggar, who was still whimpering and feeling out of breath, suddenly felt relieved and got up from the ground. Half of his body was covered with snowflakes, and his face was still dirty, and it couldn't be seen. Original description: "How did you tell?"

Yun Lan couldn't help but hold up her forehead - this kid got an advantage and acted like a good boy. Just now he said, "If you hit me again, someone will be killed." This kid immediately pretended to be dead, and now you are asking him in turn?

When she thought of this, Yun Lan felt something was wrong. She couldn't help but take a step back and put her hand on the door frame: "It's too cold. Stop wandering outside and go back quickly."

"That's not possible!" The little beggar had clear eyes and confidently stretched out his hand to him, "Give me money!"

Yun Lan: "..."

Yun Lan slapped the little beggar's hand and said angrily: "Okay, I won't steal it now, but I'll rob it tomorrow."

"What kind of robbery?" The little beggar yelled, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Yun Lan quickly closed the door.

The little beggar was not slow in his movements. Although he had just been beaten and scolded, a child like him could survive and grow up to be so big because he was very resistant to falls and beatings. If his bones were not broken, he would be so painful. He fainted, and these flesh wounds had little effect on his actions.

"I was beaten just now. If you hadn't appeared suddenly, he would have given me some money!" The little beggar said confidently, "As soon as you shouted, he went back. How can I beat him like this?" Isn’t it in vain?”

Yun Lan laughed angrily: "Since you failed to steal other people's things, you still want to commit blackmail at their doorstep?"

"Look at you," the little beggar shook his head and sighed, "How can this be called blackmail? Didn't he really hit me?"

Yun Lan: "..."

For the first time in her life, Yun Lan felt speechless and helpless.

"So," the little beggar looked at Yun Lan's dazed look and struck while the iron was hot, "Give me money!"

"What do you want money for?" Yun Lan asked.

The little beggar looked at him with a surprised look: "You are right, of course you have to spend the money! Otherwise, should I just throw it away and play with it?" Yun Lan: "..."

Yun Lan thought that he was usually an eloquent person, but when it came to this little beggar, he turned into a clumsy speaker.

"Give me money, give me money, give me money!" Although the little beggar is not old, he has met a lot of people of all kinds with the old beggar. At a glance, he can tell that the two siblings have something that they are not too fond of. Worldly sense of aloofness - this kind of person is best dealt with, because he cannot lose face and is easily ripped off.

Yun Lan was too lazy to argue with him, and the wind outside was too cold, so he held the door open to shut the little beggar out.

The little beggar moved faster than him, and slipped under his arm like a loach. He lay down on the ground, immediately rolled his eyes, and looked like his life was about to end: "If you don't pay me, I will die at your house." !”

Yun Lan was furious.

"Tsk..." Yun Yuwei's laughter came from not far away. The door of the middle hall opened at some point. She was wrapped in the stall that Yun Lan had put on her before she came out, and half of the curtain was lifted. Looking out, with a smile on his face, he said, "Forget it, let him come in and warm himself up."

"Sister!" Yun Lan was a little reluctant.

Yun Yuwei pointed to the sky and said with a smile: "I'm afraid there will be another heavy snowfall."

"Be honest," Yun Lan threatened, "or I will arrest you and bring you to see the officials."

"Okay!" The little beggar got up from the ground quickly and rushed in happily, "I'll do it..."

This time, someone grabbed the collar at the back of his neck. He didn't dare to move. His clothes were torn and fragile. I was afraid that if he struggled hard, he would run naked on the spot.

Even though he had long been shameless as a little beggar, he felt inexplicably embarrassed in front of Yun Yuwei.

"If it's so dirty, clean it up before you go in!" Yun Lan's sinister voice sounded in the little beggar's ears.

So, a quarter of an hour later, the little beggar's howling like a pig was heard coming from the kitchen: "It's been killed——"

After another quarter of an hour, the little beggar finally changed into Yun Lan's clothes and came to the middle hall.

Yun Lan was much taller than him, so the clothes were much longer on him. He swung his sleeves and stepped on the edge of his trousers, like an opera singer, and stumbled to the middle hall, his hair still wet.

Yun Lan followed angrily: "I'm letting you take a bath, but I'm not going to kill you!"

"You just want to kill me when you take a bath in this weather!" The little beggar said confidently!

Just now, the two of them had a battle of wits and courage, but Yun Lan was defeated in the end. In the end, they only washed the little beggar's face, neck, hands and feet, and raked his hair several times, but the little beggar refused to die. A little cleaner.

"If you don't want to wash it, don't wash it." Yun Yuwei reached out and handed the little beggar a roasted sweet potato. Half of the sweet potato was burnt black by her roasting, but the little beggar couldn't find fault with this, so he immediately reached out to grab it and wolfed it down. .

"Sister, stay away from him." Yun Lan was still frightened by this kid's crazy mental state and his brute force that could fight with others, and refused to let Yun Yuwei get too close to him.

"A little bit!" When the little beggar heard Yun Lan's reminder, he was not sad. Instead, he raised his head from the roasted sweet potatoes and made a face at Yun Lan, "You eat so well every day, but you are not as strong as me. Shame, shame, shame!”