Wujiang moved his eyes to the melon in his hand. The shell was golden and had slight edges and shallow grooves.
"It would be better if the surface is slightly rougher." He said, his voice like the collision of jade.
"Then this is it." Wujiang followed the good advice.
"Okay!" The vendor immediately picked up the melon and weighed it.
At this time, there was a sound of wooden sticks hitting the ground from far to near. A little girl in ragged clothes was walking crookedly with a small wooden stick. She leaned next to Wujiang's feet. She was standing unsteadily and was about to fall. Wujiang was embarrassed. Bend down to catch her before she fell.
Her eyes were big and beautiful, but without any luster. She grabbed Wujiang's sleeves with her thin hands and said in a sweet voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She gritted her teeth and struggled to stand up again, leaning on her little wooden stick to continue. "Tu tu tu tu tu tu", but his walking was not as crooked as before, nor was he so weak.
"I don't know why. There have been more and more of these little beggars in Xixuan in recent years. Some of them are missing arms and legs. It's really strange. I don't know where they came from." The vendor sighed while weighing the melons.
The man in blue said, "I don't think you can afford this melon."
Wujiang nodded: "Indeed."
He smiled: "You know that but you still let her steal it calmly?"
Wujiang replied: "You saw that you still waited for her to go far before speaking?"
He nodded: "So I have to take some responsibility for this. I'll treat you to this."
Wujiang shook his head: "No need, she stole my money and I bought my melons, it has nothing to do with you."
The man was not upset when his good intentions were refuted. Instead, he smiled and accepted the lesson humbly: "That makes sense, but I was being reckless."
The vendor praised the melons and was not sure whether to hand them over. Listening to their conversation, it seemed that the little blind man just now was actually a thief and had stolen the girl's money. Both of them obviously noticed it and pretended not to know. , let her steal it, and then the young man didn’t know whether it was out of responsibility or because he liked the girl and wanted to help pay for it, but the girl didn’t appreciate it. The two of them looked better than the other, but their behavior was really strange. But the point is, do we still want this melon?
"Yes." Wujiang looked at the hawker's troubled look and held the melon in his hands, not knowing whether he should pass it or not. "Keep this melon for me. I'll come back later."
"Okay!" Since he said he wanted to buy it, the vendor smiled happily, "Don't worry, girl, I will definitely keep this melon for you."
Wujiang thanked him, nodded slightly towards him, turned and left.
The man in blue looked at her leaving figure, turned his head and smiled.
The money Wujiang brought out was not much, and most of it was left at the inn. She had no plans to go back to get the money now, and thought of going to the teahouse first to have a look. On the way to the teahouse, Wujiang met two little beggars, as the melon seller said. One had no arms, and the other had ulcerated skin, just like the burns on her waist that had recurred without treatment after being burned by a soldering iron.
There was an adult woman accompanying the little beggar. The woman was also wearing shabby clothes. They were kneeling on the ground along the street. They looked at the child's mother, but in Wujiang's opinion, they were a little too indifferent. It was such a cold winter and it had just snowed. Why? He would have the heart to let his child lie on the ground naked, but at least he should hold him in his arms to keep the child warm.
Wujiang's eyes gradually narrowed.
At this time, a small figure attracted her attention. He was dressed in shabby clothes. He was holding a small wooden stick in his hand, but he was not touching the ground to use it to explore the way. He was walking very fast, not staggering like before, and his eyes were bright and sharp. , looking around with rare cleverness.
Wujiang saw her walking to the little beggars who were mutilated and unaccompanied by adults. He quickly took out the money from his arms and put it into their bowls, then left in a hurry.
"It seems that she is still a little chivalrous girl who robs the rich and helps the poor by borrowing flowers and offering sacrifices to Buddhas." Wujiang wanted to see which unlucky guy she would rob again, maybe she would meet someone who was not easy to mess with.
Following her, she turned into an alley with fewer pedestrians. The little girl was quite cautious. She looked back from time to time, as if she was worried that someone was following her. He followed her from a distance and watched her turn the next corner. After a while, she suddenly turned around. He came back and ran in a panic.
She was startled for a moment when she saw Wujiang, and then shouted: "Sister, save me!"
It doesn't look like he's pretending this time.
But Wujiang folded his hands and looked like he didn't want to care: "I think I was caught stealing something this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two big men rushing out from the corner, holding bright sharp knives in their hands. Wujiang smelled the smell of blood, and a drop of blood suddenly rolled down the little girl's back and fell to the ground. Wujiang turned around and hugged her. He picked up the little girl and protected him behind him.
"You bitch, it's none of your business. Get out of my way if you're sensible." A fat man shook the knife in his hand.
Wujiang has no intention of getting out of the way.
The two exchanged a look, suggesting that the other should stop talking and take action immediately. As soon as they rushed forward, one of them had his hand twisted off by Wujiang and the other had his leg kicked off. The knife fell to the ground and they didn't even dare to pick it up. They were in a hurry. Escape.
Wujiang didn't chase her. She turned around and was about to ask what was going on. Before she could say anything, the little girl rolled her eyes and fell down. Wujiang caught her before she fell to the ground, but this time she really fainted.
When the little girl woke up, she was in an inn. The smell of rice wafted in her nose. She wanted to sit up, but she accidentally injured her back and fell back.
Wujiang put down his chopsticks and stood up to help her up. The little girl's eyes were full of vigilance and she couldn't help but shrink back: "Where is this?"
"Inn." Wujiang pointed at the food: "Let's eat enough. If you're not hungry, I'm hungry. It's been a long day."
After she passed out, Wujiang directly carried her back to the inn. In order to avoid being asked questions and cause unnecessary trouble, Wujiang jumped directly through the back door and jumped into his room. Then he climbed down the window and went to the drugstore to grab some medicine for her wound. After buying the medicine, he went to buy it for her. I bought a set of clean clothes, returned to the inn, and then helped her wash her body, apply wound medicine and put on clean clothes. Seeing that it would take a while for her to wake up, she went out and bought the melon from the morning. After buying it, she asked the waiter to help her cool it before ordering it. I ordered some light and heart-warming dishes to be delivered to the room. People need to replenish some energy after starvation or injury, but it must be light.
Wujiang sat at the table and started eating. In the end, the little girl couldn't stand the smell of the food and her hunger and crawled out of bed. When she sat at the table, she only hesitated for a moment and then wolfed it down. She coughed several times because she ate too fast. , Wujiang handed her a glass of water, and she drank it in big gulps. After drinking, she looked at Wujiang's face for a while and asked, "Are you a good person?"
Wujiang really doesn’t know if he is a good person or not. When he was young, he also cheated and kidnapped people. In order to survive, he stole steamed buns and deceived people. When he was older... his memory was gone. He didn’t know what kind of life it was like. But from now on, she may be a killer, selling her life for money, killing people for money, and she is far from a good person.
"Probably not a good person," she replied.
"Then you didn't get angry even though you knew I stole your money, and you helped me fight off the people who bullied me?"
"No matter how bad a person is, there are times when he has a sudden kindness."
"Your martial arts are very good. You can beat them away in a few strokes."
"I haven't played against many people, so I don't know whether it's good or bad."
"Can you teach me martial arts?" The little girl suddenly looked serious, as if she wanted to learn martial arts from a teacher.
"Can."
"You don't even ask me what I want to do to learn martial arts?"
"Well, don't ask."
The little girl suddenly didn't know what to say and felt speechless. She was silent for a while and then became pessimistic, because she knew that learning martial arts was not an easy task. It would take at least three to five years to learn, but she could teach her three to five years. Well, even if she can, can they wait?
"Sister, can you..."
"My name is Chui Yan, you can call me by my name." She suddenly smiled at her.
The little girl was startled for a moment. This smile was casual, natural and indifferent. There was no pity for the weak, no caution to worry about hurting the other person's self-esteem, and he didn't even intend to give her any peace of mind and warmth with his smile. It was a casual smile that showed interest. .
After a while, she came back to her senses and said, "My name is Xiaoci."
"It sounds good." Wujiang helped her fill another bowl of rice.
Xiaoci didn't move. She looked at her carefully, and then, as if she had made up her mind, asked: "Cuiyan, can you help me save this person?"
Wujiang clenched his chopsticks: "Are you referring to those poor children on the street? Some people are born with golden keys and grow up, and some people are born unlucky. Even if you steal money every day and give it to them, there is no way."
"No!" Xiaoci frowned in pain, "They were not born unlucky, they were harmed by bad people! The adults begging around them were not their relatives at all, but people who monitored them. In order not to Let them escape so that they can make money for themselves!”
Wujiang listened to her.
"One time when I was begging, I happened to squat next to a little beggar who had broken his hand. The little beggar looked a few years younger than me. I wanted to ask him how he broke his hand, but he ignored me. I was a little angry at the time. , and it wasn’t until later when I saw someone throwing money at him and he made an unpleasant noise to express his gratitude that I realized that not only had his hand been broken, but his tongue had also been lost and he couldn’t speak. I thought he was quite pitiful at the time. He was, at least, more pitiful than me. Seeing him like that, I stopped talking to him. Later, when I was squatting there to get a few dollars to exchange for a piece of land, he suddenly turned his head and opened and closed his mouth towards me. , kept repeating this mouth shape silently. Before I could react at the time, the woman who looked like his mother suddenly came closer. He immediately lowered his head to the ground and held a bowl with one hand, pretending to beg. I looked at that woman's eyes and felt scared, so I left quickly. I didn't understand lip reading, so I never knew what he wanted to say to me. Later, I gradually forgot about it until one day I saw a man on the road. The person being chased shouted two words while running, and I suddenly realized what he was saying to me."
"What?"
Xiaoci's eyes became a little scary, and she turned to face Wujiang: "He is telling me, help."
