fish talk

As the first city in Lower Egypt, Thebes will not lose to Memphis in terms of prosperity. This is Qin Yang's most profound influence in the past few months since he came here.

"Trouble, I want a piece of fish cake." Qin Yang bought a piece of fish cake from a hawker. Although this food brought him some bad memories, after coming here, he fell in love with this food again.

The peddler drew a large piece and handed it to Qin Yang. They would see this man dressed as a young master once a month, because he was so outstanding and very polite, so the peddlers had a very good impression of him. Deep and good too.

"Yasuo, have you bought everything?" Every time I come out once a month to buy things, if I come out often, it will be too noticeable.

"Already bought..."

Qin Yang looked around and saw that there was nothing to buy, "Okay then, let's go back." Just as he was about to walk back, he was blocked by the noise ahead.

"Boy...see how I teach you a lesson and let you steal things..."

"Woo~~~Woo~~~Woo~~~Woo~~~Don't hit me..."

There were too many people, Qin Yang couldn't see what was going on in his wheelchair, "Yasuo, go and have a look."

Yasuo looked at the crowd and then at Qin Yang, "But..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Pushing Yasuo out.

Because Qin Yang was nervous, Yasuo came back after a while, "Oh, a child was caught stealing food from a hawker stall, that child..."

"Been beaten?" The voice of a child crying and begging for mercy can be heard here, "Why didn't you stop it?"

"I..." Yasuo just wanted to explain, but Qin Yang had already pushed the wheel to move there.

It was a dirty child who looked only three or four years old. The peddler was a little too angry and hit hard. The child's legs were broken, and he was still half-crawling to avoid the peddler's pursuit. Qin Martingale secretly sighed. It seems that there is no difference between ancient Egypt and modern times. Although people criticized it, no one really stepped forward to stop it.

"Okay, I'll pay you for him!"

The peddler turned around and saw that it was the mysterious nobleman who would appear every month. He blushed suddenly, scratched his hair unconsciously, and smiled obsequiously, "Master, you don't need it, you just need to say it, you just need to say it." It will be fine... you, good luck." Turning around, he said something to the child again.

Qin Yang disapproved Yao Yao's head, and asked Yasuo to pick up the child and walk home together.

"How is it?" Qin Yang watched Yasuo come out of the bathroom, and asked quickly.

After wiping off the water on his body, Yasuo hesitated... "You should come and see for yourself..."

Qin Yang felt inexplicable, what's wrong?Or is it badly hurt?Unexpectedly, after entering... "You are... Agar!" This is really unexpected, why is Firshal's child Agar here?

Agar shrank tremblingly on the bed, Qin Yang helped him cover the blanket, and felt that he didn't have a fever, "Agar, do you remember me?" Qin Yang asked softly.

Agar raised his head cautiously, he knew the person in front of him, but the experience during this period made him a little timid.

"Agar, what's the matter? Why are you here? Don't you like me? Didn't you like being with Qin Yang the most before? Are you angry that Qin Yang left without telling you?"

Facing Qin Yang's series of questions, Agar burst into tears, but he did so because these were the warmest words he had felt during these days, "Mom is gone, my father sent me away, they... woo ~~~ They hit me..." Finally, the warmth of Qin Yang from the past made him throw himself into this embrace.

And Qin Yang is really at a loss, what's going on?