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Chapter 152 Who's Afraid?who stopped?follow along!
Chapter 179 Who's Afraid?who stopped?Follow it!
"Grandpa, do we have money?" On a street whose name was unknown, a beggar who was only [-] or [-] years old raised his head and looked at his grandfather beside him.He didn't know how many times he had asked this sentence.

"No!" The old beggar held the hand of the little beggar, looked at the prosperous city in front of him, and said with a faint smile.His eyes are not like those other beggars, there is no sadness and hardship of being the bottom of life, but only a plain smile, which is the kind of calmness that has faded away from life.

"Grandpa, we don't have any money, what are we going to have for dinner?" The little beggar sat down on the ground, rubbed his calf, and asked.

"There is food. In the past three years, have you ever been hungry?" The old beggar sat down next to the little beggar and asked helplessly.

"It doesn't seem to be there!" The little beggar lowered his head and thought for a while, then said.

"Then why do you have to ask every time?" asked the old beggar.

"Because I want to be rich." The little beggar said innocently.

"Why?" The old beggar asked a little puzzled.

"Because I'm rich, grandpa doesn't have to ask others for food every time. And after a long time, if you have food, you can't stand being poor. So, I want to be rich." The little beggar raised his head and looked serious. Said.

The old beggar didn't speak, stood up and pulled the little beggar up, and said: "If there is food, everyone, whether rich or poor, must be able to endure wealth and poverty."

"Grandpa, I know, I know this sentence. This sentence comes from Chapter 1 of "A Dream of Red Mansions", when Jia Mu praised Baochai. But Grandpa, why do you add the word "money" to "whether you have it or not?" What?" the little beggar asked suspiciously.

"That's because you ask me every day if I have any money!" The old beggar said with a smile.

"Oh!" The little beggar understood.

"There is food, let's go, we have to go to Hanshan Temple before dark." At this time, the old beggar took the hand of the little beggar, facing the rising sun, and headed forward.

But not long after, there was a sudden thunder, and the downpour of rain poured down, and the sound of ticking spread throughout the entire city of Gusu!
But the two people walking on the street did not dodge at all. The big beggar pulled the little beggar, not afraid of the wind, the rain, and the [-] miles ahead!

"Grandpa, sometimes I find it really good." The little beggar said suddenly.

"Why?" the old beggar stopped and asked.

"Look, God has washed our clothes no less than [-] times along the way." The little beggar said with a smile, pointing to the dust washed off by the rain on his tattered clothes.

Hearing the words, the old beggar laughed, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, laughing loudly like a thunderous voice: "Haha, it's raining 390 six, Li Youshi thirteen enlightened Taichu! My God, you are fighting with me!" Will Li Xiaotian compromise?"

After finishing speaking, the old beggar stretched out his middle finger to the sky, and laughed loudly, "That's a beautiful idea!"

The little beggar looked at the old beggar who couldn't stop laughing. He was sitting in the rain, fiddled with his hands lightly, and then a string of water droplets rolled through his hands. He shook his head, stood up, pulled Pulling the old beggar who was still laughing, he said, "Grandpa, the water droplets are as round as four. Not only will the rain not stop for two days, but there will also be strong winds."

The old beggar still laughed and said, "So what if it doesn't stop? What about the strong wind and rain?"

After the old beggar finished speaking, he lowered his head and laughed and asked, "Can you identify the storm?"

The little beggar smiled when he heard it, took the old beggar's hand, and walked forward against the wind and rain.

Don't listen to the sound of Lin knocking leaves, why not scream and walk slowly.Who's afraid of bamboo stick shoes lighter than horses?Ren Pingsheng was born in a misty rain.

When the spring breeze awakens, it is slightly cold, but the hilltop is shining obliquely. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind, rain or sunshine when I return.

Who is afraid of the storm?who stopped?What about the storm?Follow it!
ps: Who is the old beggar?How hanging will the little beggar be in the future?look back!
(End of this chapter)