"Really? Besides fireworks, what else do you like to watch?" Leng Xiao stretched out her hand and pinched his little cheek. She couldn't squeeze out any flesh on his face, which really made her feel distressed.
"I like them all, I like everything." Little Turtle Egg thought for a while and said in a sweet voice. He really couldn't tell you what he particularly liked, but he just liked everything.
"Where's Tian'en?" Leng Xiao asked.
Tian En turned his head and thought for a moment, "I like to eat more."
Nangong Yitian even laughed, "You greedy little cat, you only want to eat."
Seeing his adoptive father smile, Tian En became bolder and said, "It's good to eat. Everyone wants to eat well. My son used to dream about having a full meal of meat. Lots and lots of meat, white and fat." meat."
Nangong Yitian smiled, but also felt sad. There were so many beggars at the emperor's feet. It was his dereliction of duty.
"Tianen, you used to beg on the street, was there anyone protecting you?" Nangong Yitian asked.
"There was an old beggar who died when it snowed last year." Tian En said a little sadly, "I couldn't beg for food that day, so he picked up a piece of chicken butt and hid it back for me. It snowed heavily that night. We just leaned against each other to keep warm, and when we woke up, he was out of breath.”
The last year he mentioned was actually the year before last. The child didn't have a very clear concept of time.
Nangong Yitian thought that this might be the only kindness Tianen felt at that time, and it came from the same poor old beggar.
Little Guidan didn’t know that Tian En was a beggar before. He didn’t even know what a beggar was, so he opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: “Why do you want to eat chicken butt? Besides, it’s snowing, why don’t you go back to the house to warm yourself by the fire and sleep? ah?"
"Because..." Nangong Yitian reached out and stroked his little face, "He had no house or parents at that time, so he could only live on the streets alone, without enough food or warmth to wear."
Little Guitan looked at Tian En blankly, his eye circles suddenly turned red, and he stretched out his little arms to hug his brother's neck, "Brother, I will give you all the delicious food from now on, and I won't compete with you."
Tianen shook his head, "No, my brother eats the delicious food. As long as I can eat enough, I have never been hungry since I followed my mother-in-law. It is much better now than before."
Leng Xiao couldn't help feeling pity and held his hand, "Don't think about the past and live a good life."
"I know, grandma." There were tears in Tianen's eyes.
When the carriage arrived at the lively and prosperous street, it was no longer possible to pass and had to walk underground.
After waiting for a long time, the little turtle egg finally got to go down and join in the fun, dancing happily.
Nangong Yitian took them down and then took Leng Xiao off the carriage. The coachman slowly drove the carriage aside to wait. Lord Wei and A Pei followed behind with several Qinglong Guards from a distance.
There are many shops on both sides of the street.
Although there was no curfew at night in the past, there was no walking on the streets. It was different tonight. Tonight was a night, so the shops were still open and business was particularly good.
On both sides, there are people selling windmills, sugar-coated haws, and other cute products, and there are so many of them.
Little Turtle Dan was curious about everything he saw. He just had to eat candied haws when he came out from dinner. After eating candied haws, he had to buy maltose, pancakes, and snacks. In fact, they were not as delicious as those made in Fuzhong, but for children, next door The fragrance of rice means the excitement.
Tian En did not look at these things. He habitually looked at people to see which ones were richer and kinder. These people were often willing to give generously.
But when Little Guitan stuffed the candied haws and snacks into his hand, he remembered that he was no longer what he used to be. He smiled and started eating.
