After wearing a book, the sick villain hugged me and begged for a kiss

Chapter 31 I'm hungry

Xie Beiyue pursed her lips and smiled, if you knew that father Xie was traitorous, because your staying would make the emperor worry and dare not act rashly, you would definitely not agree.

A just girl will not let injustice stand in front of her eyes.

She is such a tender girl, her words are always indifferent.

Like begonias, they bloom gently and quietly in the autumn wind.

Unobtrusive, the autumn wind is so cold, where can there be a person who loves flowers that are not eye-catching.

"Thank you." Xie Beiyue said with regret.

"You really want to say thank you, I don't even know what I'm going to say."

The weather was fine, Xie Beiyue thought about going out to buy some medicine for Second Aunt Jiang Rong, and to make some adjustments first.

The sun warmly falls on every corner of the world, sending warm sunshine to people.

In some places where the sun cannot be avoided, people also want to be warm.

The boy was hungry, and stood in front of the cake stall, looking at the cake stall expressionlessly, so dirty that he couldn't see his expression.

The position that should have been the most spiritual has become the finishing touch of the absent-minded.

Staring blankly ahead, his expression was lax.

"Hungry," he said.

The vendor was busy on his own, and gave the cakes to the guests.

With a smile on his face, he took the five copper coins from the guest with both hands.

1000 copper coins are one silver coin, and 1000 silver coins are one gold coin.

Copper coins are the smallest unit of currency.

A pancake costs five coppers.

The vendor cherished the five copper coins and put them in his purse.

The vendor bought a morning cake, and picked up a cake himself, carefully savoring the satisfaction of selling a few cakes in the morning.

The smell of oil soaked into the boy's nostrils, and the hungry insects in his stomach made trouble, rolling and screaming.

He said, "Hungry."

Like a discarded kitten wailing softly when it sees the food in the hand of a passer-by.

He said, "Hungry."

Blinking and blinking empty eyes, he could hear it.

Hearing that the vendor who bought the cake didn't hear him speaking, the vendor didn't respond, just chewing on the cake that was choking in his mouth.

Take a sip of water to feel better.

The boy hung his head, shrugged, and dragged his long, ill-fitting clothes to the next booth.

He said, "Hungry."

He said, "Hungry."

He said, "I'm hungry."

Likewise, no one paid any attention to him.

He thought it was because others couldn't hear him.

He pointed to his mouth and poked his stomach.

But no one paid any attention to him at every booth he passed. He thought it didn't exist, and no one gave him a second glance.

He squatted dirty by the side of the road, raised his head expressionlessly, and looked towards the middle of the road, foolishly.

Someone offered a cake, and he took it.

The man took it away, "I want it, how can there be such a thing as pie in the sky? Listen to me, I will give it to you."

The boy nodded obediently.

"stand up."

The boy stood up, looked up at the pancake in the man's hand, and seemed to be able to feel the heat.

"I'll give it to you if you grab it."

The man said slyly.

The people around watched the excitement and looked this way.

They asked if the boy was a refugee?
They replied, who knows where the homeless man came from, he came out not long ago.

"grab?"

the boy asked ignorantly.

"Do you want it?" The man held out the cake in his hand and placed it in front of the boy.

The boy tried to get it, but the man avoided it and didn't get it.

The boy jumped up, but it was a pity that the man was two heads taller than him, so he couldn't get it.

The man laughed, and lifted the cake in his hand high, making sure that he couldn't get it even if he jumped up.

Tell him, "Get it and it's yours."

Years of dark life made his other senses extremely sensitive.

Determine the height, exert force on your feet, and jump up.

Seeing this, the man pushed the boy away with his backhand.

The boy was pushed to the ground.

Clenching your hands, a word flashed in your mind.

--kill!

(End of this chapter)