After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

The third lady was very excited, "Mr. Su, I used to like the cheongsam you designed the most, and the movie starring your wife. I have watched it many times."

The third lady finished talking excitedly, but there was no more to say.

She saw the trailhead on the street.

Tang Simi was in the body of the Taoist leader, watching the third lady come over excitedly.

"Little benefactor, have you eaten yet?" Miss San greeted warmly.

The little daoist was stunned for a moment, only to notice that the little daoist called by Miss San was exactly her.

After saving her life several times, Miss San actually remembered her.

"What a coincidence, I was still thinking of you saving me. I can't let you save my life for nothing, so I came here to give away porridge. I didn't expect to meet you on the first day."

Ms. Yan San looked gentle and gentle, but she started things in a hurry. She took Tang Simi's hand and arrived at the porridge shop.

Tang Simi said: "I can fast without eating."

The third lady rolled her eyes, "That's even better, there is a shortage of manpower here, you come and help me."

Tang Simi: ...

This little Taoist leader is similar to when she was in Beijing just now, and she was not on guard when others coaxed her to lie to her.

Started to help.

When I was just helping out, I saw Miss San dragging the down-and-out female star to chat about movies.

Tang Simi suddenly recalled that in the Xiangxie Villa, Tang Simi, Leng Xuelu, and Miss Yan San were watching love variety shows on the same bed.

The third lady was bluffing, saying why would someone move there, she was afraid, and took advantage of that opportunity to squeeze Tang Simi all the time.

At that time, Tang Simi still felt sorry for her as a ghost, and was scared by love variety shows.

But look at how Ms. Yan San is talking about movies now.

Tang Simi knew that she was cheated by this green tea again that time.

There are homeless people everywhere, people who have nothing to eat, and the trail head helps out at the porridge shop, and the group lasts for many days.

That day, a few beggars came to the city.

Tang Simi originally only focused on the porridge spoon in her hand.

But those beggars are just too loud.

It seems to be saying something, a new beggar has occupied their territory, and he wants to teach that beggar a lesson.

As they talked, Tang Simi thought it was some kind of strong man who did something to these beggars.

But the next day, there was another beggar under the big willow tree not far away.

He just appeared not far from the porridge shop, and was expelled by others.

When someone passed by him, he would kick him and say something like "You don't know how disgusting you are, this is a place to eat, I lost my appetite when I saw you."

But those people with bad legs and feet just kicked him, because after kicking him, they found that this person couldn't move.

"Don't die."

With this inference, they left in a hurry, for fear of getting involved with a human life.

Sometimes the young beggar would move, but no one could understand what he was saying.

Maybe it was a regional dialect, maybe he just uttered nonsense syllables.

Only Tang Simi, who has eyes and ears, understands.

He was just opening his mouth, the tongue in his mouth was broken, and he couldn't speak at all.

He couldn't speak, and all the whimpers from the injury were dull.

His calf was very abnormal, it looked like it was broken, and he was lying under a big tree, motionless, with less and less waking moments.

People passing by walked around him.

The bloodstains and sores on his body attracted mosquitoes and flies, and he fell under the tree. The stench on his body was no different from that of a corpse.

Miserably, it seems like a catastrophe has come.

Tang Simi looked at it for a while, and finally, the little girl moved. She walked over and brought porridge to the young beggar's mouth.

The warm rice porridge exudes fragrance.

The young beggar immediately opened his mouth wide and started to gobble it up.

He opened his eyes, compared to his dirty body, his eyes staring at Tang Simi were surprisingly clean.

Tang Simi sighed.

When she was twelve or thirteen years old, she could see this too.

The young beggar could not live even if he ate delicacies from mountains and seas. There were 1 tragedies written on his face and his fate.

It is all doomed that he will die tonight.

Tang Simi didn't know who wrote his fate. In short, he suffered a lot in his life because of scars, disabilities, and inability to speak.

But when he ate this bowl of rice porridge, it was as sweet as honey.

He ate very quickly, and Tang Simi filled him with two more bowls, but he was still not full.

He just stared at the young girl with offensive and straightforward eyes, as if he wanted to engrave this person's appearance in his heart forever.

Just the haste side, and he's dead.

Before dying, he tasted the only sweetness.

After 100 years and all the time, Tang Simi looked at him.

The beggar looks very young, at most no more than 15 years old. He is so young, but Tang Simi is very familiar with his eyes.

"It's just like you."

After the little beggar finished his porridge, his lips moved. Xiao Kun tilted his head, not knowing what he was talking about, but Tang Simi heard it.

In his tongueless mouth, where it was impossible to speak, his voice was gentle and solemn, saying to the Taoist leader: "You will share half."

What, what is half given to the trailhead?

The Taoist leader didn't hear anything, she just took her bowl and went back to the porridge shop.

Miss Yan San in the porridge shop smiled happily.

"My big baby is really kind-hearted. You are so kind, why don't you think you can't become a monk?" Miss Yan San hooked her shoulders to the Taoist leader. That respect.

On the contrary, because I like Xiao Kundao, I always want to touch other people's ball heads and pinch their faces.

It's just that Ms. Yan San didn't know that Xiao Kundao, who also noticed that the little beggar was about to die like Tang Simi, was not in a high mood now.

And she didn't hear clearly what the little beggar said.

If that is the last wish of the little beggar.

With a sullen expression, she continued cooking mechanically.

Tang Simi wants to tell her that the little beggar doesn't want anything anymore, and he still has something to give you.

But Tang Simi couldn't open her mouth.

At the same time, Tang Simi felt a repulsive force pushing her away.

Tang Simi woke up suddenly!