a little painter

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Chu Hui stared at the woman with scorching eyes. The withered grass under his body was the shelter he had worked so hard to take care of. Hey, it was taken away by someone like this, and he felt a little desperate what to do.

The woman seemed to feel the sight that made her uncomfortable. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head. She looked at the beggar who was staring at her indifferently, and then looked at the gate of the temple to find the figure of her mother. Unexpectedly, he looked at Chu Hui, and after a moment of surprise, he returned to his indifferent expression.

Chu Hui walked into the ruined temple and found a clean place to sit down. He was embarrassed to stop looking at the woman's place. After all, he coveted her place and was discovered by the owner, so he was somewhat embarrassed.

But when she felt that the aggressive eyes of those beggars only increased, she stepped forward two steps to the middle of the ruined temple. The person in front of her blocked the disgusting sight, and she wanted to cry again, and she couldn't explain why she did this, it was probably because of nature, but she was really a kind person.

Not long after, a woman came in from the outside with a bowl of water. She walked around Chu Hui vigilantly and walked in front of the woman, and said with concern: "Qing'er, mother is back, drink some water."

The lying person raised his head slightly, drank two sips of water and lay down again. When he saw the man sitting in front of him at some point, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes. Those who acted as heroes and stood in front of her, but when the real disaster came, the people who used to stand shoulder to shoulder were the first to turn against each other, and they were all just sanctimonious hypocrites.

The young man who had never met in front of him showed his unreasonable favor because he fell in love with his face. After escaping, he will have to face these sufferings alone in the future.

Chu Hui sat there quietly with her eyes closed, unaware that she had been defined as a hypocrite by others. The next day, she still left early and went straight to yesterday's market.

Business was getting better and better, and there was no time to eat at noon, but Chu Hui's heart was shaking restlessly. Finally, she packed up her things unbearably, and left for a while under the pretext of going to have lunch, but her footsteps Walk towards the outside of the city.

In the empty ruined temple, only the woman from yesterday was still lying there powerlessly. Chu Hui hesitated for a long time, walked over quietly, and then gently placed his hand on the woman's forehead. She caught a cold, she looked at the woman's trembling eyelashes, and realized that the person in front of her was probably taking a nap. To avoid embarrassment, she sighed softly, took a steamed bun from the bowl beside the woman, and then put the warm cloth in her arms Take out the two buns and put them in.

In the ruined temple, Liu Zi listened to the sound of footsteps going away, and then opened his eyes. Just now, he woke up when the man came in, but he didn't know who it was, so he pretended to be asleep, and when a warm palm put When it was on her forehead, she almost wanted to bite her tongue and go away, unwilling to bear that kind of humiliation, but before she could prove her will with death, a soft sigh came from her ear, and the palm also left.

She closed her eyes nervously and frightened. The person who heard the voice seemed to be moving her enamel bowl. Their mother and daughter were exiled here, already penniless, and she didn't know where the mother begged for a bowl. There was also food left for myself, but I really didn't have an appetite, I didn't expect it to be cheaper, but luckily it was just a little food.

When she sat up with difficulty, she found that the dry and hard steamed stuffed bun in the bowl was gone, replaced by two steaming steamed buns, she hurriedly turned sideways to look for the person just now, but there was no one there, and she never saw who it was , but there was a faint guess in my heart.

She hasn't eaten properly for a few days, she raises her hand several times and puts it down again, that's all, she has nothing to be reserved, she has ended up in such a state, it's good to be alive, if this disease can be cured, Mother doesn't have to work so hard.

In Youshi, after Mrs. Liu staggered back, she didn't dare to see her daughter. Today she went begging like those beggars, or her face was too clean, or her clothes were not shabby enough, so she didn't get anything.

Wandering outside the temple anxiously, finally came back to her daughter. To her surprise, there was a food box next to her. When she opened it, she saw two bowls of porridge, two side dishes, and two warm steamed buns. , and there is also a bowl of herbal medicine that seems to be boiled, but it is still steaming.

Mrs. Liu looked around in panic, those beggars hadn't come back yet, there were only their mother and daughter in the temple, could it be that the Buddha had appeared, no, who was helping them in secret, it was impossible, they were living here, where they were born Unfamiliar, and no old acquaintances, could it be the kindness of some beggar, that's all, no matter who he is, the daughter's body is the most important.

So she woke up her daughter, took care of her, fed the medicine, ate something, and then lay down. When Liu saw her daughter, she was uncharacteristically indifferent, as if the appearance of this meal was not unusual, and she was worrying too much. Now, where is the time to think so much? Before the daughter recovers, these are not important. despised things.

At night, after Chu Hui came in and sat down, he looked at the opened food box and the empty medicine bowl. It seemed that he was worrying too much. After a while, she silently leaned on the pillar and fell asleep, completely unaware of what was going on behind her. Gave a scrutinizing line of sight.

As for Chu Hui, she was vomiting blood in her heart at the moment. She worked hard to close the stall in the afternoon, and collected her three taels of silver. Yesterday's two hundred Wen plus today's more than 100 Wen spent half of it in an instant. , and turned into a food box.

She kept hypnotizing herself: "This is bought for myself... This is really bought for me..."

But when she returned to the ruined temple, there was only a familiar little beggar at the gate of the temple. She made a "shush" gesture, then walked to the side of the dying woman lying on the ground, put down the food box silently, and then quietly walk out.

And the person behind her opened their eyes at some point, staring at her fleeing figure with flickering eyes, thinking about it several times.

"Why don't you go to the city to beg?" Chu Hui couldn't help asking strangely when he saw the little beggar lay down again under the tree in front of the temple gate.

"I've made an agreement with Daniel, each begging for a day." The little beggar glanced at the strange man and replied casually.

Chu Hui's mind flashed the appearance of that big cow, as if he often saw these two children sitting together, a black and thin boy, without the domineering in his name at all.

What surprised her was that there was still such an operation, and that the beggar industry still had days off, so it was better to be a little painter who had no days off, okay? She suppressed the thought of asking about the income of beggars. , took out two copper coins and handed them to the little beggar: "Hey, take it to buy a bun, don't tell the big sister inside that I have been back"

"I have a name, and my name is Erhu." The little beggar took the copper plate awkwardly, and complained about Chu Hui's "Hi". He also gave himself a name, okay?