Wang Bushit's heart ached when he saw the banknotes he had worked so hard to earn turned into someone else's. Those who had the same feeling included the senior beggars and the rich, but the ones who robbed the money were the officials' children, and there were several others. If you can afford it, break your front teeth and swallow it in your stomach, you will know the pain.
Probably for convenience, or because Xie Xiaodong doesn't like it, Wang Busheng still has dozens of taels of silver left in his hand. In life, you must know how to be content. Those who are content will always be happy, and those who are content will have a long life.
Contentment is different from complacency. One is proud and suffers disaster, the other is humble and gains blessings. There is a difference between great talent and mediocrity. One is born but suffers many failures, while the other is practical and successful. A contented person will keep his duty and receive blessings. Complacency is arrogance, and disaster will happen sooner or later. There is a natural difference between a great talent and a mediocre person. Those who have practical ability will definitely achieve success, while those who like to brag often make a mess in specific things. For example, Mr. Xie, who just robbed Wang Busheng of his hard-earned income, will not be rewarded well. Good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil, sometimes you still have to believe it.
Seeing the remaining pieces of silver in Wang Busheng's hand, Fu Jia's eyes lit up, and then he said his first sentence, "divide the spoils."
"Uh," Wang Busheng was startled, and he was very angry. He didn't look like a person who was bedridden for a long time and was about to die. "Uncle, please lower your voice. If others hear that you are not sick, these few taels of silver are not enough." It’s gone”.
After all, we are not rich, so if we know that we have been deceived, we will feel very bad. If we are in a bad mood, we will do some very unpleasant and disharmonious things.
It makes sense. The rich man nodded in agreement, then took Wang Bushit to a remote corner, looked at no one, and said carefully, "There is no one here, let's divide the spoils."
"Uh, okay, uncle, please pay attention to your wording. This is the income from our labor, not stolen goods."
Wang Bushi corrected Rich Jia's remarks righteously. After all, Wang Bushi was a very decent person and a good and obedient citizen of the Ming Empire. He would not do anything illegal or indiscipline.
"Boy, why are you so ink-stained? It's almost enough. Aren't you just lying?" The rich man hit the nail on the head, right to the point, and despised from the bottom of his heart the act of setting up a chastity memorial arch even after going to sea.
"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. This is a matter of mutual consent between you and me. How can it be a lie? Uncle, you are wrong." A successful person always has something to insist on, such as the identification of violations of law and discipline.
The rich man surrendered and said, "Okay, okay, my old man is too stupid to talk to you, so now you can share the money. I tell you, kid, I know exactly how much money you have, don't lie to me, old man."
"Look what you said, uncle, I am that kind of person. Loyalty, honesty and reliability have always been the embodiment of my life. Look, uncle, look at my face." Wang Bushu pointed at his pretty face and said very Said solemnly. "It's all honesty."
"It's all eye poop," Fu Jia glanced disdainfully, and then said, "Stop the ink stains, hurry up, I'm waiting to eat chicken."
When it came to eating, Wang Bu couldn't help but speed up, "Okay, share the money."
The greatest happiness in life is touching and looking at the white money, and it immediately becomes my own feeling. At this moment, when the two of them saw Yinzi, they seemed to see a beautiful woman on the beach, with green light in their eyes.
Money is said to be a bastard and the root of all evil, but everyone can't live without it. Even if you hate it deeply, you will also love it truly.
"You have one or two, I have one or two, I have one or two, I have one or two, you have one or two."
"Hey, hey, kid, your father taught you arithmetic."
"What happened?" Wang Bu's face was full of doubts.
"Wrong classification".
"Wrong classification", how could it be possible? He had heard about geometry, advanced mathematics, calculus, and simple counting within a hundred. Wang Busui was very confident.
"Oh, you kid, don't think that my old man is easy to fool because he is old. I have eaten more chickens than the women you have ever seen, and I have peed more than the water you have drank. I am telling you that you want to lie to me, Mendu. No".
Fortunately, I didn't pee with more water than I have ever seen. Frequent urination is so serious that it is really not easy to live to such an old age. "Okay, okay, divide it again."
"You have one tael, I have one tael, you have one tael, I have one tael"
"Wait, wait, wait, it's shameful to bully the elderly, and you will be struck by lightning from the sky." The wealthy man looked at Wang Budie with anger and dissatisfaction written on his face.
Lei Zhenzi is so free, so he doesn't care about eating until he's full.
"That's right, the order is also correct."
"Do you think I'm stupid? This one is one tael, and yours is two taels."
"Well, the old man is really not stupid."
With the joint efforts of the two people, after redistributing thirty-eight times, they finally distributed dozens of taels of broken silver fairly and fairly. Each person had fifteen taels, and a larger broken silver was reserved because the specific weight could not be estimated. Buy chicken for public consumption.
"Uncle, are you satisfied this time?" Holding these fifteen taels of silver, Wang Busheng had enough money for his meals these days. Very happy too.
"Wait, take it out."
"What is it?" Wang Busi looked confused.
"You're still pretending, you're still pretending, I've seen it all," Fu Jiafang pointed to the lower part of Wang Busheng's chest and said, "That's where the kid grabbed your banknotes, and you took the opportunity to stuff it into his arms. Three”.
"Um, no, it's nothing. How is it possible? That guy took all the banknotes away." Wang Bushi insisted, and then took a few steps back.
"No, not really."
"No, I swear."
"Hmph, hum." Fu Jia naturally didn't believe it. The old man moved and stretched out one hand. Wang Bu Die instinctively stretched out to block him. Fu Jia's movement was also very fast. He stretched out his other hand and grasped Wang Busui's wrist. Then he used his body as an axis to throw Wang Busui into the air. He reached into Wang Busei's arms with one hand and then issued three silver notes. Appeared in the hands of a wealthy party.
Wang Busui's body fell to the ground. He didn't expect that the old man was also a martial arts practitioner and had such great strength. Could it be that the Beggar Clan really had some martial arts secrets?
When I touched my chest, it was empty.
"Hahaha, uncle, you are in such good health, you can live a long life just by looking at it." When the matter was discovered, Wang Busui smiled awkwardly.
"The old man is one hundred and one this year."
"Uh," embarrassed. One hundred and one years old, I really can’t believe that in such a society, there can be old people who live a long life, and they are still engaged in the beggar industry. Could it be that the old man grew up eating melatonin and his golden partner? It is true that the people of the Ming Empire are very kind-hearted.
"I really didn't see it. Uncle, I thought you were thirty-eight years old at most."
"You're calling me childish."
"Well" Wang Budie was speechless and ran out of words.
"What is this?" Rich A asked, holding three banknotes.
"Hahaha" Wang Bushi smiled awkwardly, "I still have many advantages, but my memory is not very good."
"You have selective amnesia, right?"
"Well, isn't this a professional term for my previous life? Could it be that this old boy also traveled through time, otherwise he wouldn't have lived to be one hundred and one years old." Wang Bushi thought to himself, and then said carefully, "Sora Aoi, Ran Muto, Mari Ozawa."
"What, what, what do you say, don't say useless things, just looking at others",
"Um, I've never heard of such a famous woman. It's true that time travel is something that only those who have the chance can't encounter." Who knows the loneliness of time-travelers?
"Boy, don't act stupid, give me an explanation quickly."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." The witnesses and physical evidence are all there, and no matter how thick-skinned Wang Bushi is, he can't deny it.
"What you are doing is shameful, degenerate, and you are going to hell," Rich A said angrily, just like the dean who educates students who fall in love early.
"The lower level does not care about human affairs. This is cross-regional work and is a violation."
"Fuck you, the sky is big and the earth is big and the emperor is big. The sky controls the earth and the emperor controls the emperor. Even the gods have rights. Is it possible that you are bigger than the current saint?"
Wang Bushi looked around carefully. This old boy was digging a hole. He remained silent. Silence was also the most silent form of resistance.
"Humph, I have nothing to say. Old man, you have already done this. Your conscience is very bad. In order to punish you, it is also to atone for your sins. It is also to reduce your sins and prepare for your future. Life points out a broad road, heading in the direction of a saint, and I decided that these banknotes are mine." With a pinch of fingers, the banknote is in the pocket of the wealthy party.
"Oh, no, I plan to walk on this road until dark and sink."
Wang Bu Shou stretched out his hand to grab it, but Fu Jia's side just turned around slightly, and Wang Bu Shou pounced on nothing.
"Old man, don't go too far. These banknotes are our common income. You are taking it all for yourself, which is wrong."
"Fart, without my dying person's performance, you can get money, or banknotes."
"Hey, hey, old man, why don't you show some respect? Without me, you can't even beg for a steamed bun all day long." This old man stopped riding a donkey and planned to kill it to celebrate the New Year.
"I'm so old, why do I need face?"
"You, you, you" Wang Busheng was speechless. Shamelessness has always been his specialty. Unexpectedly, there is a world out there. The devil is as high as the Taoist. Today, he met someone even more shameless. "Okay, old man, I don't have a share in this banknote, right?"
"That's for sure." Rich A was pleased with himself and gave an affirmative answer.
"Okay, you can do it, then don't blame me for disrespecting the elderly."
"Don't you think you can do it?"
"You forced me to do this."
"Okay, I haven't moved my muscles for a long time, so I might as well practice some".
"Ouch, ouch, don't slap me in the face, not even in the crotch. I'm not married yet. It's shameless to touch someone's chest."
After Wang BuShi was knocked down eighteen times, Wang BuShi finally became honest. This does not have the physical strength of more than a hundred years old, he is clearly eighteen years old.
He changed back to the honorific title "Uncle, you have practiced".
"Hmph, you still want to do something to me. You don't even have to weigh yourself."
"Yes, yes, uncle, you are so powerful that there is absolutely no problem in unifying the world." Stretching out his thumb, Wang Bushu put on a flattering smile on his face.
"It's good to know. Even if you dominate the world, that kid Zhu Xiluo will feel insecure."
"Well, I dare to call the current Holy Emperor by his name. Could it be that this old man also has a great background, or he is the father of the current Holy Emperor who lives among the people." Wang Bushi couldn't help but curse in his heart.
"Your boy is called Wang Immortal."
"Yes, sir, my name is Wang Busheng. I told you when we first met." Wang Busheng became much more honest after being beaten. The tone of his speech was also very respectful.
"What is acquaintance? It's like falling in love."
"Well, the old man's mind is also very active."
The rich man then said, "You must have learned your kung fu from Lao Immortal."
After hearing this, Wang Busui was shocked. He didn't expect that Lao Immortal would still have such a high reputation in the world. If he mentions Lao Immortal's name when he is out, he can eat without paying, and will be sent out politely by the boss. Say the previous sentence "Uncle, please walk slowly. Welcome to come again next time."
