Parents don’t mind their children being dirty, but a beat is indispensable.

Even if the quality of the dragon dragon is good, he will definitely get angry when he sees his son covered in shit.

302 lived Gan Longlong and his mother, and 303 lived an old man. After hearing the news, the old man rushed over and didn't even look at me, but went to see his grandson directly.

Half an hour later, the old man asked me to go in.

"What's your name? Why did my grandson become like this?"

The old man looked in his seventies, with a cold eyes, half a head taller than me, a tiger-backed, bear-backed, and burly figure. In the winter, he only wore a navy blue cardigan, and his temples were bulging high.

I remember Brother Yu said that this characteristic is the characteristic of a master of a family.

The old man just stared at me for a few times, giving me a sense of oppression inexplicably. The feeling is hard to describe, it is a sense of oppression.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Your grandson is playing outside. If something happens, I saved him. I am the friend of the beggar Liu. If you have something to do, I came to find you."

He didn't respond in the first half of the sentence.

When I heard the second half of what I said, a trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and this surprise flashed in an instant. Remember the website m.

"Xiao Lin, please help Longlong wash and change his clothes."

"I know, dad." A middle-aged woman's response came from the bathroom.

"Come with me."

The old man led me into room 303 next door.

"Hello, Mr. Gan," I knew the true identity of the old man in front of me, and I didn't dare to put on any airs and greeted him respectfully.

"Tell me, what happened? I passed by Handan and brought my family to travel. How could you know the beggar Liu?"

"Gan, my name is Xiang Yunfeng. It was the beggar Liu who showed me a way out and asked me to come to you," I paused, and I added, "It's because of the Changchun Society."

The old man sat on the sofa, holding the handle with both hands, and said in a plain tone: "What are you doing?"

I replied: "Go down to the nine gates and robbers to find gold."

The old man showed a smile on his lips.

"Depending on your young age, you didn't expect that you would be doing this kind of business. Digging out people's ancestral graves will damage your good deeds."

I did not deny it, and said, "A person lives for a lifetime and does not believe in good deeds, does not fear indignity, but only seeks wealth."

"Haha, digging graves is digging graves, you will find reasons for yourself."

He said, "I don't know the beggar Liu, but I know that this person will be rewarded and punished clearly. I will not target you, a young boy for no reason. Who will be there in the future? Let's hear it."

The old man took out a cigarette from his pocket, and I ran over and took out the lighter, blocked my hand and helped me light it up.

I knew that the old man in front of me had a special identity, so I dare not hide it. I said the matter from beginning to end.

"There is still something like this? Blue Potion?"

After hearing this, he frowned and asked, "Is Wu Le telling you this?"

I said yes respectfully and explained: "Of course, beggar Liu said you hate evil and have justice. I will make enemies with Changchun because of Blue Potion. Regardless of whether this thing is useful or not, it is no longer in my hands. The whereabouts of this thing are unknown. The time I deceived Officer Wu before was really a life-saving move."

"We have suffered a lot of suffering over the past year. I hope you can help me and let us go." After saying that, I bent down respectfully and bowed respectfully.

The old man flicked the ashes casually. He looked up at the ceiling, as if he was talking to someone, or as if he was talking to himself.

"Zheng Dabian, Zheng Dabian, just leave as long as you should, don't hold on. How could there be that kind of potion in this world? What if you live for a few more years? It's just that I'm dying myself and delaying until now. I'm waiting for the mat two years ago."

"What did you say just now?"

"Xiang Yunfeng."

"Okay, I get it, you go."

"Walk?"

"Did you promise to save me?"

The old man shook his head and said, "After two days after finishing that matter, I personally called Wu Le to ask. If the matter is really as you said, it would be because of Zheng Dadan's illness that he bullied the small. Now I will not agree to you."

"Master Gan, after you said that you were going to capture Xie Qirong alive after that?"

"Boy, you know a lot about the meeting."

The old man nodded, "That's right, we really want to bring Brother Xie back."

"Brother Xie?"

I think he is much bigger than Xie Qirong, and he actually calls him Xie Qirong and Brother Xie?

Is Xie Qirong bigger than him? It doesn’t look like him.

I know the right way, and I dare not ask too much about some things. As long as this person is willing to listen to me telling the story, I will be considered successful.

The main reason is that I said that people don’t believe it, I would have lost the blue potion long ago, and I would have given it to them long ago. I was afraid of that thing from the bottom of my heart.

"Bang bang." Someone knocked on the door outside the house.

"dad."

The old man stood up and opened the door. The middle-aged woman before stood outside the door. She was wearing apron for cooking and disposable gloves on her hand.

"What's wrong with Xiaolin, has Longlong washed him?"

The middle-aged woman said with a bitter face: "Don't mention dad, I used up all the bottle of hair cream. I told my mom, mom was very angry and scolded me. Dad, you call her back."

The old man immediately glared and said, "You'll just wash the child! What do you tell her to do!"

Then the old man took out his cell phone and called.

At first, the voice was a little low, but later he turned on the speakerphone and I probably heard the contents on the phone clearly.

Mr. Gan’s wife, that is, Grandma Gan Longlong, cursed on the phone, saying that it was too unlucky for grandsons to fall into the pit during the New Year. This was called Zhaohui in their Sichuan, and they had to get rid of the bad luck before the New Year came.

How to eliminate obscene?

It is just to eat a hundred rice and a hundred family meals, take a rag bag to the street, borrow rice from others, and grab a handful of each household. If you have enough 100 people, you will be considered as completing a hundred rice.

Eating this kind of rice can eliminate bad luck in your body, and you will be lucky in the coming year without any illness or disaster.

Mr. Gan immediately said, "Why are you making a fuss? Who am I? What is my identity? You asked me to go out to beg for food? Who dares to let me do this in the ten northern provinces?"

Scolding immediately came from the phone.

"You're a bullshit!"

"You have to go to Handan to tinker with your broken bell! I asked my daughter-in-law to supervise it. If it really doesn't work, I will take a plane tomorrow! If you don't let Longlong eat hundreds of rice! If you dare to tinker with it, you can live with your broken bell!"

There was a blind voice on the phone and the other party hung up the phone.

I turned my head and looked behind me, pretending that I didn't see anything or heard nothing.

"Dad, you heard it too. I dare not ignore what Mom said. I will go here to ask people for rice tomorrow. We are not familiar with the place, and we don't know if they give it to you or not, it will be a shame."

"Don't go!"

"I won't go! You can't go either!"

"Boy, go." The old man suddenly pointed at me.

I quickly shook my head and said, "I won't go." I'll never ask for food even if I grow up so old. Besides, your grandson fired a firecracker in the pit by himself. What does it have to do with me? If I didn't save him, he would drown. (I didn't dare to say this later.)

"Hmm?" the old man raised his eyebrows.

"No problem, I'll go tomorrow." I changed my words immediately

After I went back, I told Mr. Liu about this. I said, Mr. Liu, begging is your key skill. This time I really beg for food. You have to help me. I feel embarrassed to speak to others. How can I beg for food?

Mr. Liu said it’s okay. If he helps his grandson, he will help you. If he helps you, he will help me. You can prepare it and we will go begging for dinner tomorrow.

In the winter of 2003, from near Nanguan Street in Wu'an to the bus station, someone might have seen an old man with a young man, taking a teapot and cloth bag to someone's house for rice.

Those two are Mr. Liu and me.

I have learned another skill, and if I really can't make it, I can go out to beg for food if I can't make it.

This beggar is a technical job. It is important that clothes, shoes, broken hands and faces are not dirty, hands and faces are not dirty, and hands and faces are not dirty. It must be washed cleanly, so the chance of success will be much greater.

The beggar Mr. Liu’s family passed down is the best of literature and martial arts.

Wen Yao is a beggar who cares about being neither humble nor arrogant, and his hands and faces are clean. When he sees a man, he calls him brother and a girl, he calls him sister.

He said, "Life is in trouble, give me some more. I will leave after eating, and I will never cause any trouble."

Wuyao is a martial beggar, and now there are fewer martial beggars, and martial beggars are divided into nail-headed beggars, stigma beggars, and snake beggars.

Among them, there are also the most powerful beggars. When they beg for food, they hold a hammer in one hand and a rusty coffin nail in the other. If they dare not give them food, they will directly smash the coffin nail on their head. It is really a blow, and it will be bloody.

Generally speaking, if the owner is afraid that someone will cause trouble for him at home, he will give him a little.

I left in the morning with the beggar Liu, and asked for food all day. When it was getting dark, I asked for half a bag of rice.

There were 100 companies, and each company scooped a little. God also sent someone to watch. He was afraid that I would cheat and buy ready-made ones.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, I took the hundred rice and went to the Blue Sky Hotel to deliver rice.

Gan Longlong's mother said that Gan Long was not upstairs and was on the second floor of the underground of the hotel. Thinking of handing it over to him in person, I took the rice to the second floor of the underground of Lantian Hotel.

There is a large room on the second floor of the underground, with the door locked.

Just as I was about to reach out to knock on the door, I suddenly heard a crisp and pleasant knock from the room.

"clang"

"clang"

The sound of the lingering sound surrounds the beams, and the knocking sound passes through the doors and windows, and it never fades away.

This is by no means comparable to that of a piano and violin.
Chapter completed!