Yang Xiao was bored, so he sat at the small table and chatted with Bing'er. Bing'er's grandfather also sat beside him, chatting casually.
The business of the sugar water stall is indeed not very good. Only about ten people drink sugar water in one night, barely earning about 100 crystal coins, which can only provide food and clothing for the grandfather and grandson.
At around eleven o'clock at night, the noisy slum gradually fell silent. After a busy day, everyone began to fall asleep and prepare to get up early to work tomorrow.
There are very few pedestrians on the street.
Bing'er and her grandfather packed up the tables and chairs at the roadside stall and left with Yang Xiao.
The place where I live is not far away, about five or six minutes' walk.
In a low shanty town, walking through a maze-like alley, and after twists and turns, Bing'er stood in front of a broken wooden house.
"Uncle, here we are, this is my home."
Bing'er said as she reached out and pushed open the door.
The wooden door was not locked, so there must be nothing valuable in the house that could be stolen.
Bing'er was very excited, perhaps because there had been no guests at home for a long time, and she kept chattering all the way. After entering the house, she also volunteered to lead Yang Xiao to the room.
"Uncle, this is the room my parents used to live in. I clean it every day and wash the sheets. It's very clean."
Yang Xiao touched Bing'er's head and said kindly:
"Thank you Bing'er."
Bing'er smiled and took Yang Xiao to see her room. It was actually an extra small bed in her grandfather's room.
It can be seen that the grandfather and grandson really depend on each other and live a very hard life.
Grandpa Binger said:
"Mr. Yang, my home is very simple. It's ridiculous."
"Grandpa Bing'er, please don't say that. I'm very grateful that you can lend me a place to stay."
Bing'er wanted to talk to Yang Xiao, and grandpa said:
"Bing'er, Uncle Yang is tired and should go to rest. You should also rest early. He has to move bricks tomorrow."
Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment and asked:
"Bing'er is seven or eight years old, right? Does she go to school?"
When she talked about reading, Bing'er's face was excited for a while, then darkened.
Grandpa sighed:
"How can we poor children go to school? It would be great if we can have food to eat."
Yang Xiao nodded and said:
"Well, then I'm going to rest, and you guys should go to bed early."
Bing'er was obviously reluctant to let go. She looked at Yang Xiao and finally said helplessly:
"Good night, uncle!"
Nothing happened all night, and when I woke up early the next morning, Grandpa Bing'er had already made breakfast.
A bowl of porridge and two plates of unknown dark snacks.
Binger is also helping to set the table.
Seeing Yang Xiao come out of the room, Bing'er said:
"Uncle, come over for breakfast."
"Okay, thank you Bing'er."
Breakfast was terrible, but Yang Xiao still endured it.
I have been staying at the Royal Inn during this period. Although the food there is not the best in Dragon City, it is still first-class.
Compared with the simple food in front of him, Yang Xiao really felt that it was difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
Grandpa Bing'er seemed to notice that Yang Xiao didn't like the breakfast in front of him, so he said:
"Master Yang, I'm sorry, that's all for breakfast."
Seeing Binger eating with gusto, Yang Xiao smiled and said:
"It's okay, I can eat anything."
Binger suddenly blurted out and said:
"Uncle Yang, I heard that a guy had a meal at the Royal Inn some time ago and spent 260 million crystal coins. What do you think he ate?
Today's rich people are really cowards, spendthrifts and waste of money. Two hundred and sixty million crystal coins can feed the entire slums for a year. "
Bing'er was obviously very dissatisfied with the legendary rich man, with a natural hatred of the rich, and a cynical look like "the wealthy family's wine-meat-smelly roads will freeze their bones to death".
Yang Xiao: ""
"Bing'er, don't talk nonsense, we don't understand the world of rich people."
"Why don't I understand? Why don't we just have a meal? What kind of meat is so delicious and worth so much money? It's just to show off your wealth. Anyway, they are just prodigal, coquettish and rich second generation."
"Kid, don't talk nonsense."
"Grandpa, didn't you say this? When you were chatting with Grandpa Qin that day, didn't you scold the prodigal son who ate more than 200 million crystal coins in one meal? Grandpa Qin scolded you more than you did. It must be even more vicious."
Yang Xiao: ""
Damn, I really didn’t expect that after just one meal, I would be branded a prodigal slut.
He was funny and angry inside, and said:
"Bing'er, those rich people eat different things from us. For example, you only eat to fill your stomach, but they don't eat to fill their stomach."
"Uncle, you are talking nonsense. Eating is not to fill your stomach? Why is that?"
"Well, for example, the flesh and blood of some monsters can increase the energy of genetic evolution, especially some high-level monsters, which contain very powerful energy. These monster meats will also be used as ingredients in restaurants, and they will be sold. Very expensive.”
"oh!"
Bing'er seemed to understand, and nodded.
Yang Xiao glanced at Grandpa Binger and asked:
"Has Bing'er activated the gene evolution system?"
"Not yet. Even if she activates the genetic evolution system, I don't have the extra crystal coins to buy her genetic potions. Her parents suddenly left, and I, an old man, can't take care of her that much."
"Ah, did something happen to Bing'er's parents?"
Grandpa Bing'er was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and took a big mouthful of porridge, and said:
"Mr. Yang, eat quickly, it's cold."
Yang Xiao knew that he had asked about Grandpa Bing'er's pain, so he didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head to eat and occasionally teased Bing'er.
After eating, Yang Xiao was ready to leave.
When Bing'er saw Yang Xiao was about to leave, she suddenly became very silent. She lowered her head and stood beside Yang Xiao, obviously reluctant, but she felt that she had no reason to keep Yang Xiao. After all, they only met yesterday.
The emotional world of children is very simple. Without parents all year round, Bing'er feels lonely inside.
Yang Xiao's kind and kind behavior made her very fond of Yang Xiao. She really wished she had such a biological uncle.
Yang Xiao touched Bing'er's head, smiled, took out a bag of crystal coins from the space ring, about one or two thousand, and placed it on the table.
Yang Xiao rarely uses cash, mostly using black gold cards. This amount of cash was occasionally placed in the space ring before.
"I have some crystal coins here, not much. I'll leave it to Bing'er to buy some new clothes."
"uncle!"
"Mr. Yang, how can you do this? No reward for no merit, we can't accept your money."
Yang Xiao turned around and walked out of the door, saying:
"A small amount of money is nothing, don't worry about it, kid."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Yang Xiao planned to visit other parts of the slum and find out about the eldest prince.
He didn't want to stay in one place for a long time and attract other people's attention, so one night at Bing'er's house was enough.
Yang Xiao was not familiar with the alleyways of the slums, and after twists and turns, he felt a little lost.
Three strong men walked towards them, and only one of them could be heard saying:
"Old Man Zhan's son lent us 10,000 gold coins to treat his wife's illness before he died. As a result, his wife died, and so did Old Man Zhan's son. This money should now be worth 30,000 gold coins after including interest.
This old man must not be old enough. He also has a granddaughter. If she buys it in a slave workshop, she can sell it for 5,000 to 10,000 crystal coins. "
"How old is this little girl?"
"7-year old."
"Oh, it's a pity that it's too young. Otherwise, I could have made more money by sending him to a brothel, hahaha."
The three people passed by Yang Xiao, and Yang Xiao heard the conversation of the three people clearly.
Yang Xiao stood there, stunned for a moment.
To save or not to save?
Yang Xiao felt very embarrassed.
If you go to save him, your identity will probably be exposed. If you don't save him, Bing'er's grandson will definitely suffer.
well!
