Resurrection of spirit energy: I really don't want to be prodigal!

Lu Xingchen did not let these two interesting boys accept punishment.

When they passed in front of him, he reached out and stopped the two of them.

"Tong Yan Wuji, you don't need to be as knowledgeable as them! What's more, they didn't do anything wrong, go outside and play, I have something to talk to him!"

He said something with a smile, and the two children looked at him with some fear. While running outside, they looked back at them from time to time, and when they reached the door, they hid outside the door and peeked at them.

"Huh! I teach the child, why do you intervene?"

"There are many lessons, and yours is obviously the most unwise. Of course, I'm not qualified to say that. The purpose of my visit today is mainly to ask you to come out and manage the poor street on your behalf!"

Lu Xingchen just looked at Tanlang like this, and the other party squinted his eyes and looked at him. After a long while, he opened his mouth.

"I'm already old, and I'm a useless person again. You have found the wrong person!"

"But Tanlang's name is good. Besides, don't you want to get back your former status and glory?"

"Is it useful? Talents come forth in large numbers, even the most powerful boxer will grow old, not to mention a waste like me!"

Tanlang gave up on himself, but in his opinion, he was just arguing with his own failure.

Lu Xingchen was not discouraged, but made an inviting gesture.

"Let's talk inside the house. There are many people outside. If there are, it may not be appropriate."

The other party didn't take it seriously and sneered.

"What are you afraid to say? This is a poor street. I have lived to this extent. What else is there to be afraid of?"

Seeing his appearance, Lu Xingchen leisurely pointed out the door, and the two little guys happened to be peeking at them.

"Do you really want them to suffer here for the rest of their lives, and end up as rats? Or go back to your path, be framed by your own boss, be heavily in debt, and never be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life?"

A certain word in this light and fluffy sentence deeply hurt Tanlang.

The next moment, his expression became particularly angry.

"What did you say? Framed? What do you know!"

"I know far more than you can imagine!"

Seeing the agitated Tanlang, Lu Xingchen pointed in the direction of the house.

"Go inside and say, if there is something, it's not convenient here!"

This time, Tanlang didn't refuse, and followed him into the room obediently.

After the two went in, the two children outside the yard wanted to follow and eavesdrop, but as soon as they reached the door, they were stopped by Di Luo who came out of it.

Looking at the pretty expressionless face of the girl in front of them, the two children were a little timid and did not dare to come forward again.

Dilo stood guard at the door to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on the conversation.

The two children just looked at her eagerly, and after a while, the older child dared to come forward and look up at her.

"Sister, you are so pretty!"

Dilo was a little surprised. She looked at the two children, but didn't move her mouth.

"Brother Zhuang is right, my sister is the prettiest one I have ever seen on the street!"

"Better looking than all the older sisters here!"

In the next period of time, the two children seemed to have found some interesting topic, and started chasing Dilo to ask questions.

"Beautiful sister, do you come from outside? Your appearance is different from the people here!"

"My sister must have come from outside. Look at the little flowers on her head. They are so pretty. They must have been bought from outside."

"Huh? Doesn't the beautiful sister like to talk? Why do you ignore us? Did we say something wrong?

Uncle Wolf always said that we dogs can’t spit out ivory, that we are bastards who can’t talk, and no one will like us when we grow up, but the uncles and aunts on the street say that we both speak very well Those brothers who fight every day are also very kind to us. "

Dilo listened to the two children quietly, talking one after another. Although she didn't have any expression on her face, there was a considerable change in her heart.

Not long after, Lu Xingchen and Tanlang walked out of the room.

When they came out, the expressions on their faces were different.

"So, that's all for now, Mr. Lu, please go back! You are not welcome here at all!"

Although Tanlang's words were not so polite, his attitude was much better.

"Dillo, let's go!"

There was neither sadness nor joy on Lu Xingchen's face, but seeing the trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, it was obvious that the two of them had lost their conversation.

Dilo followed him silently, but when they were about to reach the door, two children ran over.

"Beautiful sister, this is for you!"

One of the relatively thin children was holding a small gray butterfly in his hand.

It was a butterfly hairpin, but the wing had been broken off.

"It was left to me by my mother before she died. People say that she will die badly, and I don't know! My sister is so beautiful, so it must be suitable to keep it, but it would be even better if I can repair it!"

Dilo didn't make a sound, but stretched out her hand and caught half of the butterfly.

The child looked very happy to see her take the things.

Lu Xingchen was on the sidelines, watching the actions of the two of them thoughtfully.

When the two left the poor street, he saw Dilo slowly looking at the little butterfly.

"Do you like it? If you like it, call me!"

Lu Xingchen bent down and looked directly at her.

Dilo squeezed half of the little butterfly tightly, without making a sound, her face remained as usual.

He stretched out his hand, wanting Little Butterfly to take it, but he didn't expect that she squeezed it so hard that he couldn't get it for a while.

"Give it to me, will you?"

His voice became gentler, Dilo hesitated for a long time, and it was best to put this old and damaged little butterfly in his hand.

Lu Xingchen took a closer look. This half of a little butterfly is actually a hairpin, but because it is too damaged, it can no longer be used now.

"Come with me, shall we make it whole? Trust me!"

He smiled at her. Dilo originally wanted to reach out to take it away, but when he was noticed, he turned his wrist and put the little butterfly in his pocket.

After the two of them, they came to a jewelry store adjacent to the poor street.In this jewelry store, there was only an old man with gray hair, sitting by the counter, dozing off with his eyelids down.

Lu Xingchen walked in and knocked on the door.

The knock on the door awakened the old man, who opened his eyes and gave them a displeased look.

"What is it, disturbing my sleep?"

"Old man, can you repair jewelry here?"

"No eyes? Can't read the signboard?"

The old man pointed impatiently at his signboard, and then, when Lu Xingchen looked up, the signboard was already covered with moths and pitch-black, not to mention the handwriting, even the original appearance was gone. I can't see clearly anymore.

He was not angry, but put half a butterfly on the counter.