Chapter 77 The Smart Little Beggar

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"You wait here while I go get some food." Qin Hao never changed his eating habits. He stuffed a piece of pancake into his mouth, gave a few instructions, and left alone.

Slowly walking around the outside of Jinling City, I looked at this thousand-year-old ancient city. I walked and looked at it all the way, and I was filled with emotions: It is indeed the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, one of the best in the world.

A ditch of spring water and half a city of flowers. Outside the city, there are Lin Palace and Buddhist temples, green tiles and red trees!

Just when he thought of this, a dirty little face suddenly appeared in front of him. He couldn't tell the difference between male and female. His hair was as fluffy as a chicken coop, but his eyes felt very special to Qin Hao. They were unusually bright, like those of a child. As agile as a deer.

Gulu! There was a soft sound.

This long-lost voice reminded Qin Hao of the time when he was so hungry that he subconsciously protected the pancakes in his hands.

Those bright and lively eyes were still looking dryly at the steaming pancakes in Qin Hao's hands, swallowing saliva. Looking at his small body, he was probably less than ten years old.

These are the refugees nearby!

"Want to eat?" Mr. Qin's heart softened.

The little beggar nodded vigorously.

"Are you sure you really want to eat it?"

The eldest son of Qin stretched out the half-eaten pancake and hesitated again. There were not even ten thousand but eight thousand refugees who poured into Jinling City. Are we too pitiful to come here?

He didn't want to cause any commotion, but before he could make up his mind to take the pancake back, a small hand quickly passed by, and the pancake disappeared.

"Hey, hey, hey! You're a little beggar, you dare to steal my pancakes, you're so brave."

Seeing that the little figure had already moved towards the shadow of the willow tree, Qin Hao smiled helplessly. He knew that she was very hungry, so he just said a few words and didn't really want to care.

After seeing the pancakes in her hand finished, Qin Hao was ready to go back to the stall. There were too many refugees outside the city, and he should not go too far alone.

"Why are you following me?" Qin Hao turned around and took only a dozen steps when he realized he was being followed.

Those smart eyes swayed in the sun, but they didn't make a sound. Qin Hao walked, he walked, but Qin Hao didn't walk. He also stopped his little feet and stood there, motionless.

Could it be that this little beggar mistakenly thought that he was a member of his family and was relying on him!

"Stop following, the pancakes are gone, and I'm not your father!"

The little beggar's thin body looked so thin and he was still silent.

"You're still following me!" Mr. Qin put on a fierce look, trying to scare him away.

What kind of words does it sound like to bring such a bottle of oil when you go back?

The little beggar took a few steps back in fright, but Qin Hao took a few steps and found that he was following him silently.

"You should just follow me, okay? Just follow me. When I get back, I'll sell you to someone else to make soup. Guys like you are the most tender of all kinds." Qin Hao pretended to be a human being and thought To scare him away.

"You can't, you're a good person." The little beggar finally spoke out. He deliberately lowered his voice and made his voice thicker, but Qin Hao still noticed it, but didn't say much.

"I'm a good person? Who told you that I kill people without batting an eyelid?"

"You brat, you dare to sneak out of the city. You want to die, don't you?"

Before Qin Hao could finish speaking, a skinny, hunchbacked man in his forties or fifties walked out of the city gate and cursed the little beggar.

Then he came up and grabbed the little beggar, and slapped him on the face with two big slaps.

Two red marks immediately appeared on the little beggar's face, but he neither cried nor fussed, and endured it silently. He had long been accustomed to this.

But Qin Hao couldn't see through it. He hugged the little beggar angrily, kicked the middle-aged man over, and roared: "What are you doing!?"

"Oh, my old waist." The man was knocked down by Qin Hao's kick and rolled on the ground in pain.

His shout attracted many passers-by on the road to watch the fun.

In this spirit-deficient Ming Dynasty, the slightest disturbance can attract many people to watch. If you encounter a housewife who steals a man, it will be even more joyful. Half a month of bragging is indispensable.

"It's none of your business if I beat my own kid."

When the hunchbacked man saw someone coming, he became bolder. He stood up with support on his waist and pointed at Qin Hao.

At this time, Zhuge Xuan and others were also attracted, dispersed some of the pedestrians, walked straight to Qin Hao, and whispered in his ear: "Young Master, we are new here, so be careful."

Although the few people have a road guide and are not afraid of being investigated, Chen Hu has not returned yet, and they also carry knives. If they attract officials, it may not end well.

"To die"

Seeing more and more pedestrians gathering around him, Qin Hao also knew that there was nothing he could do and gently put the little beggar down, but the little beggar couldn't bear to leave. He clung to Qin Hao with tears streaming down his blue shirt.

Seeing this, the hunchbacked man picked up the little beggar and put him on his shoulders before leaving.

The group of people in front of him were obviously not good people. Everyone was armed with a knife and dared to hang out. They were either bandits or dignitaries. They seemed to be more noble people than he could afford to offend.

I thought it would be better to leave early, otherwise I would be unable to leave later.

"You wait a moment."

Seeing that he was about to leave, he shouted to stop him.

"Sir, what's wrong? The child is still waiting for us to come home for dinner."

He lost his previous arrogance and became submissive.

Qin Hao looked at his ugly face and couldn't help laughing twice. It's not easy for you to find a wife. The little beggar's eyes are so smart, maybe he is your son.

However, Qin Hao kept this in his heart and didn't say it out loud. He just asked Zhuge Xuan to take out a string of copper coins and put it in the man's hand.

"This is a reward for you. Go back and buy a set of clothes for the child. And don't beat him again in the future. Remember it."

Glancing at him, Qin Hao continued: "If I see you do this again, watch your legs."

"I know, I know, I won't beat him, I won't beat him, I will treat him well when I go back." The man was overjoyed when he got a few hundred coins, and nodded in agreement.

"Go back."

Finally, he took a look at the little beggar and saw him sobbing pitifully, tears streaming down his face, which made Qin Hao feel sorry for him.

Looking at him like this, you know that life at home is not easy, but compared with those homeless real beggars, he is still much better, and there is always a home to go back to.

I just hope his father will treat him better when he returns home for the reward!

"Sir, I don't think that child is a boy." After the person left, Zhao Changshou said quietly.

Hearing this, Qin Hao chuckled. If it's not a boy, it can't be a girl. Besides, his father has said that it's his boy. Can he be wrong? Why are you worrying about it?

Just smile in your mouth and listen in your heart.

On the way back to the tea shed, Qin Hao kept thinking about this matter unconsciously. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and the more uncomfortable he felt. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the problem.

"Not a boy? Not a boy? Those smart eyes are really like a girl, but..."

When he walked to the tea shed, Qin Hao finally figured it out, "Voice, it's a voice, she spoke with a suppressed voice." He hurriedly looked at the city gate, and the hunchbacked man and the little beggar had long disappeared from the bustling crowd.

It's her, not him! The little beggar is actually a girl.

The hunchbacked man is probably not her father. How can a father mistake the gender of a child? He is probably a kidnapper who specializes in kidnapping children.

"Damn it, if I had thought it through earlier."

Qin Hao didn't expect to be deceived as soon as he came to Jinling City. Suddenly, a surge of anger surged in his heart. He slammed the tea table hard, shaking the tea set to pieces.

"Gentlemen, don't let this kind of person make you sick. There are too many people selling their children and daughters these days, and there are too many traffickers and kidnappers."

The shopkeeper came over with a teapot, smiling, carefully straightening the tea set, refilling the tea, and persuading.

Didn't you see the group of refugees outside the city? They don't have the chance to sell themselves as slaves in the city.

In this day and age, the lives of the untouchables are worthless!

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