Chapter 702: 702
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There were all kinds of people in the rickshaw, in a hurry.
Nicknamed Hawking, the small shop closes, and the delicious smell of wonton floats from the depths of the streets, which makes people salivate.
In a quiet teahouse, old gramophones are placed by the window, melodious and moving melody,
It adds a touch of poetry to this peaceful and calm morning.
"Drop drop"
An old tin car crossed the street and attracted pedestrians to avoid it,
The black tail gas spewed out from the exhaust pipe, leaving a cloud of smoke, pungent and smelly.
On the street,
Several beggars leaned together, holding a bowl and still sleeping.
The exhaust has no effect on them.
Only one of the little girls had a straight face and expressionless face.
She choked a few times and waved the black smoke away.
The dirty little hand held a small bowl with a piece of unfinished small black steamed bread in it.
The little girl is thin and looks only six or seven years old.
The hair is messy, the face is dirty and black, and the clothes are picked up. They haven't been changed for a month. They are full of dust and grease.
She looked at the beggars sitting around and sighed faintly.
Bright big eyes, with some helplessness.
What about the agreed comfort?
It's hard for her to grab steamed bread these days.
If she hadn't been able to use a little magic, she couldn't have robbed those adults.
Liar group.
T^T
"Tuanzi, are you there?"
[Ding Dong -]
[system disorder! System disorder!]
[please wait...]
"..." is still absent.
Fu Sheng rubbed his belly and was hungry again.
She looked down painfully at the small piece of steamed bread she had left, and ate it all.
Well,
The old does not go, the new does not come.
The little beggar thought calmly.
……
……
A new day has begun.
The beggars gathered together squatted by the teahouse, waiting to eat the guests' leftovers.
Occasionally, with good luck, I can grab a few steamed buns.
Fu Sheng was an orphan and was not covered. Naturally, he was pulled back at such a critical juncture.
But she has a spell. When people don't pay attention, she can always steal one.
She knew she couldn't grab her little arms and legs, and she didn't bother to get up.
So every time I slowly follow behind and wait.
"Didi -"
Another car whistle came, and beggars gathered in the middle of the road to grab food avoided one after another.
A low-key black Belk car came, crossed the street and disappeared around the corner.
The speed is stable and the exhaust smoke is light. It looks like an extremely high-end car.
Fu Sheng took a look, then continued to hold the small broken bowl and followed the big beggars.
She stood by the street with her dirty feet bare and her big clear eyes looked at her, which made many people feel pity.
"Clang -"
An ocean fell into her bowl.
Fu Sheng was stunned and looked up.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
A gentle man with thin rimmed glasses looked at her, smiled and left.
He was wearing a long gown and mandarin jacket and carrying a black box in his hand. He looked very bookish,
Fu Sheng blinked and watched him leave.
On a small broken bowl, a clean Ocean money lay,
The next second, he was caught by a hand full of dirt.
"Eh? Smelly boy, you're so lucky?! you have a share. This ocean belongs to me!"
An unkempt man robbed the money and ran away.
Fu Sheng instantly looked at his empty little broken bowl,
"You --"
She's angry. It's hers!
Fu Sheng began to chase, "that's mine!!"
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There were all kinds of people in the rickshaw, in a hurry.
Nicknamed Hawking, the small shop closes, and the delicious smell of wonton floats from the depths of the streets, which makes people salivate.
In a quiet teahouse, old gramophones are placed by the window, melodious and moving melody,
It adds a touch of poetry to this peaceful and calm morning.
"Drop drop"
An old tin car crossed the street and attracted pedestrians to avoid it,
The black tail gas spewed out from the exhaust pipe, leaving a cloud of smoke, pungent and smelly.
On the street,
Several beggars leaned together, holding a bowl and still sleeping.
The exhaust has no effect on them.
Only one of the little girls had a straight face and expressionless face.
She choked a few times and waved the black smoke away.
The dirty little hand held a small bowl with a piece of unfinished small black steamed bread in it.
The little girl is thin and looks only six or seven years old.
The hair is messy, the face is dirty and black, and the clothes are picked up. They haven't been changed for a month. They are full of dust and grease.
She looked at the beggars sitting around and sighed faintly.
Bright big eyes, with some helplessness.
What about the agreed comfort?
It's hard for her to grab steamed bread these days.
If she hadn't been able to use a little magic, she couldn't have robbed those adults.
Liar group.
T^T
"Tuanzi, are you there?"
[Ding Dong -]
[system disorder! System disorder!]
[please wait...]
"..." is still absent.
Fu Sheng rubbed his belly and was hungry again.
She looked down painfully at the small piece of steamed bread she had left, and ate it all.
Well,
The old does not go, the new does not come.
The little beggar thought calmly.
……
……
A new day has begun.
The beggars gathered together squatted by the teahouse, waiting to eat the guests' leftovers.
Occasionally, with good luck, I can grab a few steamed buns.
Fu Sheng was an orphan and was not covered. Naturally, he was pulled back at such a critical juncture.
But she has a spell. When people don't pay attention, she can always steal one.
She knew she couldn't grab her little arms and legs, and she didn't bother to get up.
So every time I slowly follow behind and wait.
"Didi -"
Another car whistle came, and beggars gathered in the middle of the road to grab food avoided one after another.
A low-key black Belk car came, crossed the street and disappeared around the corner.
The speed is stable and the exhaust smoke is light. It looks like an extremely high-end car.
Fu Sheng took a look, then continued to hold the small broken bowl and followed the big beggars.
She stood by the street with her dirty feet bare and her big clear eyes looked at her, which made many people feel pity.
"Clang -"
An ocean fell into her bowl.
Fu Sheng was stunned and looked up.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
A gentle man with thin rimmed glasses looked at her, smiled and left.
He was wearing a long gown and mandarin jacket and carrying a black box in his hand. He looked very bookish,
Fu Sheng blinked and watched him leave.
On a small broken bowl, a clean Ocean money lay,
The next second, he was caught by a hand full of dirt.
"Eh? Smelly boy, you're so lucky?! you have a share. This ocean belongs to me!"
An unkempt man robbed the money and ran away.
Fu Sheng instantly looked at his empty little broken bowl,
"You --"
She's angry. It's hers!
Fu Sheng began to chase, "that's mine!!"
There were all kinds of people in the rickshaw, in a hurry.Nicknamed Hawking, the small shop closes, and the delicious smell of wonton floats from the depths of the streets, which makes people salivate.In a quiet teahouse, old gramophones are placed by the window, melodious and moving melody,It adds a touch of poetry to this peaceful and calm morning."Drop drop"An old tin car crossed the street and attracted pedestrians to avoid it,The black tail gas spewed out from the exhaust pipe, leaving a cloud of smoke, pungent and smelly.On the street,Several beggars leaned together, holding a bowl and still sleeping.The exhaust has no effect on them.Only one of the little girls had a straight face and expressionless face.She choked a few times and waved the black smoke away.The dirty little hand held a small bowl with a piece of unfinished small black steamed bread in it.The little girl is thin and looks only six or seven years old.The hair is messy, the face is dirty and black, and the clothes are picked up. They haven't been changed for a month. They are full of dust and grease.She looked at the beggars sitting around and sighed faintly.Bright big eyes, with some helplessness.What about the agreed comfort?It's hard for her to grab steamed bread these days.If she hadn't been able to use a little magic, she couldn't have robbed those adults.Liar group.T^T"Tuanzi, are you there?"Ding Dong -system disorder! System disorder!please wait..."..." is still absent.Fu Sheng rubbed his belly and was hungry again.She looked down painfully at the small piece of steamed bread she had left, and ate it all.Well,The old does not go, the new does not come.The little beggar thought calmly.A new day has begun.The beggars gathered together squatted by the teahouse, waiting to eat the guests' leftovers.Occasionally, with good luck, I can grab a few steamed buns.Fu Sheng was an orphan and was not covered. Naturally, he was pulled back at such a critical juncture.But she has a spell. When people don't pay attention, she can always steal one.She knew she couldn't grab her little arms and legs, and she didn't bother to get up.So every time I slowly follow behind and wait."Didi -"Another car whistle came, and beggars gathered in the middle of the road to grab food avoided one after another.A low-key black Belk car came, crossed the street and disappeared around the corner.The speed is stable and the exhaust smoke is light. It looks like an extremely high-end car.Fu Sheng took a look, then continued to hold the small broken bowl and followed the big beggars.She stood by the street with her dirty feet bare and her big clear eyes looked at her, which made many people feel pity."Clang -"An ocean fell into her bowl.Fu Sheng was stunned and looked up."Thank you.""You're welcome."A gentle man with thin rimmed glasses looked at her, smiled and left.He was wearing a long gown and mandarin jacket and carrying a black box in his hand. He looked very bookish,Fu Sheng blinked and watched him leave.On a small broken bowl, a clean Ocean money lay,The next second, he was caught by a hand full of dirt."Eh? Smelly boy, you're so lucky?! you have a share. This ocean belongs to me!"An unkempt man robbed the money and ran away.Fu Sheng instantly looked at his empty little broken bowl,"You --"She's angry. It's hers!Fu Sheng began to chase, "that's mine!!"
