Dad's Boyfriend Growing Up [Quick Transmigration]

"steamed stuffed bun

"Candied haws! Delicious? Candied haws, sweet and sour and appetizing."

"Buns! Selling buns, hot ones just out of the oven? Buns!"

Today's "Qingshui Town" is no different from the past. Small vendors are enthusiastically selling their products, attracting passers-by. They are enthusiastically selling their products and trying to be busy with their lives.

"Sister, come and take a look at my rouge gouache, you will be radiant after using it!"

"Hey, rouge gouache is not as good as this steamed bun, isn't it, a hot one? Eat the steamed stuffed bun, that's the enjoyment."

The middle-aged woman who was caught in the enthusiastic sales pitch hadn't opened her mouth yet. She squatted aside all morning, staring straight at the steamed stuffed bun shop? The buns were kneaded, shaped, and baked? The little beggar spoke.

"Yes, the steamed stuffed bun is good."

Warm?, delicious and anti-hunger, one bite, in this cold? Winter seems to warm up the whole person.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop is a chubby middle-aged man. When he saw this little beggar, he squatted at the door of his shop. Isn't this a delay in business?Immediately picked up the broom on the side and drove away.

"Fuck, what do you know, little beggar? If you don't go far, will you pay for my business?"

The little beggar was not very old, he looked about five or six years old, wearing rag clothes covered in patches, thin and small, with bones exposed, his body was clearly visible, which showed how thin he was.

The clothes are clean, but they are obviously thin. In such a cold weather, people can't help shivering, their faces can't be seen clearly, and they are covered by? I don't know what? Stop it, it looks black and yellow?

The little beggar is as nimble as a little monkey? Dodging the bun shop owner's broom, whispered: "I... I won't affect you, I'll just take a look."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop got a little impatient and said, "Look, what's there to see? Get lost."

The little beggar had no choice but to take one step and three? Turning his head? He left the bun shop, but his eyes were still uncontrollable. He stared at the white and fat buns with meat. He swallowed, wrapped his clothes tightly and left. .

But I didn't go far. All the places where I could beg nearby were taken over by local local snakeheads. The little beggar didn't know the rules when he came here, so he was beaten up by those people a few times. Long memory.

Only this street is almost full of poor people, so there is no trace of them. This is also the only place where little beggars can shelter.

He retreated into the small alley on the corner of the street. Although it was dirty, it was sheltered from the wind. It wasn't so cold. He looked at the bun shop across the street, but couldn't stop? Sniffed, as if this would be enough Smell the residual aroma of steamed buns in the air.

He touched his stomach, and it was still growling a few days ago, maybe today? It's because I'm so hungry that I don't have the energy?

The little beggar was not born a beggar either. He could remember things from the moment he was born. He clearly remembered his parents and family.

And, how did I ruin my family overnight?

The previous? Life was like a dream, not to mention memories, the little beggar didn't even dare to think about it, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on anymore when he thought about it.

Only his mother's words were firmly printed in his ears.

She has always been gentle and beautiful? For the first time, a woman didn't care about her own manners. She hugged her beloved son and ran away desperately, but when she looked back, she could vaguely see several flying swords in the sky. The? Shadow.

She knew she couldn't escape today.

She stopped, put her son in her arms on the ground, gently stroked his cheek, and looked at him with tender eyes, as if she wanted to firmly engrave his appearance in her mind.

That night, the stars were shining brightly, and the moon was also rare? Bright, so the little beggar clearly? saw the precarious tears in his mother's eyes.

She said: "Live well, your parents will always be with you?"

After finishing speaking, she quickly tore the teleportation scroll in her hand, and then drew out the long sword beside her to meet the group of people who had already caught up. The little beggar stretched out his hand to grab her, but it was in vain.

He trembled, waking up from the nightmare.

He was "panting heavily" and couldn't calm down for a long time, but he couldn't remember the dream just now.

Suddenly, the moist and cold touch of the tip of his nose caught his attention. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and it was wet. When he looked up, it turned out that it was foggy and the sky was covered with snow.

The snowflakes fell one by one, from the beginning when they fell on the ground and then disappeared without a trace, and then slowly became heavy snow, and the pedestrians on the road speeded up and walked towards the house.

Thinking of the hot soup and food prepared by the mother-in-law at home, a smile could not help showing on his face, he wrapped his clothes tightly and hurriedly left.

No one paid attention to that child in the corner, so what if they noticed, everyone has their own life, their own? Life is hard, who has the time to worry about a little beggar? Life and death.

The little beggar tightly wrapped himself in rags, but it was useless. The cold still penetrated into his body. His consciousness was already a little blurred, but he still managed to move slowly. Inside, wrap yourself in weeds.

He didn't want to die, and he couldn't? Die.

A middle-aged man ran over suddenly, his bulky body looked around, and finally found the little beggar in the corner of the alley.

He stepped forward, handed the things wrapped in oiled paper to the little beggar, and handed him the thick coat that he had been holding in his hand.

"It's pitiful at such a young age. If I give you these things, whether you can survive or not depends on your fate."

The little beggar took the things in a daze. He looked stupidly at the steamed stuffed bun owner who was still driving him away in the morning, as if he didn't realize what happened.

The bun shop owner scratched his head in embarrassment, turned around and planned to leave.

But the little beggar's voice came from behind him. It was very loud, as if he was afraid that he might not be able to hear clearly. "Thank you! Thank you."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop didn't look back, waved his hand and left.

Businessmen all know not to pity these beggars casually, because as long as you have it once, there will be a second time? If you give him a bun once, he will always pester you.

He also has a family to support, he can't use his kindness to help others, but let his wife and children go hungry.

The little beggar happily wrapped himself in a worn-out coat, heaved a long sigh of relief, and felt his frozen hands and feet gradually warming up.

He carefully opened the oil paper, and found two cold meat buns inside.

He was so happy that he picked up one of them, and put the other one into his bosom, saving it for the next time when he didn't eat it.

After finally eating the steamed stuffed bun that he was longing for, he couldn't bear to finish it in big mouthfuls, so he forced himself to take small bites. He had to savor the taste after every bite.

He felt that this was the most delicious food in the world.

The snow fell more and more. Gradually, the roof was dyed with white hair, the branches were bent down by the weight, and everything in the world was gradually dyed with pure white and flawless silver clothes.

People are hiding at home, chatting with their families around the stove, although it is hard to bear? In winter, but with the company of family members, spring is not so far away.

There is only a small figure slowly wrapped in a dangling coat that is much bigger than myself? Looking for wood and straw that others don't want on the street.

After working all night, he finally found enough things, and he slowly carried them to the alley.

Even if I fell down, I didn't cry aloud. I got up and patted myself on the head, just like my mother did every time I fell down.

He whispered: "Don't cry, don't cry, Feifei is in pain."

He sorted these things in the alley, and slowly built a small nest that belonged to him and allowed him to shelter in this winter.

When the dawn dawned in the sky, he finally built his own nest, but sleepiness slowly swept over him. He touched the meat buns wrapped in oiled paper in his arms, and crawled into this crude nest. The family fell apart, and the group lived slowly falling asleep by themselves.

When he opened his eyes again, he was woken up by the noisy noise outside.

"Boss, isn't this the little beggar?"

The little beggar was dragged out of his sleep by someone pulling his collar, and suddenly came into contact with the cold air, which made him tremble uncontrollably.

But the people around obviously thought that he was afraid, and laughed together.

"You guys really know how to enjoy it? I was frozen last night? You're going to die, but you're still sleeping? It smells good?"

A greasy-faced gangster said, he is the boss of this group of people, Ah Hu, who is usually a bully and fears the tough?

The little beggar was beaten by them several times and sneaked here? Who knows that this person found him within a few days.

The little beggar lowered his head and didn't speak. He knew that the more he was afraid of these people, the happier he would be. At worst, he would give them a good beating, and they would naturally leave if they felt bored.

But today, this group of people obviously didn't intend to let him go easily. They kicked over the little beggar's den that he had built all night, and snatched his coat.

"Your clothes are quite warm? It's my master hahahaha."

It wasn't enough for Ah Hu to grab the little beggar's clothes, but he pushed him to the ground and kicked him hard. The little beggar hugged his head, but his stomach was beaten hard several times.

But the steamed stuffed bun in his arms fell to the ground, and just as he was about to reach out to take it back, he was stepped on by Ahu.

Ah Hu seemed to be still angry? Generally, he crushed a few times in the hands of the little beggar.

The little beggar was in pain? He was trembling all over, but he still reached out to take back his bun.

Ah Hu found it interesting. He bent down to pick up the greased paper on the floor, and when he opened it, it was a steamed bun. Beggars don't care much about it. He happened to be hungry too, so he stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The little beggar finally couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed Ahu's pant leg tightly, wanting him to return the bun to him, "Give it back to me, mine."

Ah Hu wouldn't give it back to him, he finished the buns in two bites, threw the oiled paper to the little beggar, and made up a few feet, kicking the little beggar until he was dying.

Then they laughed and left with their little brother. They planned to go to the biggest Laifu Restaurant in the town to beg for food. If they went late, they would be gone.

The alley gradually returned to the old silence. The little beggar was lying on the ground dying, even breathing was painful. He covered his stomach and looked at the oil paper thrown on the ground by someone. .

Finally, I couldn't help crying.

While crying, he muttered in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry... Woo... Pain Feifei..."