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Chapter 44 Homeless Park

"I really want to eat..."

Liu Xiaoxiao was very melancholy lying on the table.

It has been five days since Fan Liang came out of the dungeon, and he still hasn't come to the door. They are facing the dilemma of running out of ammunition and food.

Fan Liang regretted it very much, why did he drop the camera?

Isn't it good to sell it for money?
Why doesn't he have any business sense?

"Fan Liang, think of a way~" Liu Xiaoxiao looked at Fan Liang begging for help.

"What can I do, isn't all the money you brought used by you?" Fan Liang said helplessly, "I don't even have a salary, and I still have to pay for it. There is no such employment relationship in the world."

"Where's the kitchen knife and spatula?" Liu Xiaoxiao stared at Fan Liang sharply, "Are you responsible for losing it?"

"I've said it all, it has nothing to do with me." Fan Liang and Liu Xiaoxiao looked at each other for a few minutes before losing the battle, their heads tilted to one side, their eyes wandering.

"How dare you say that it has nothing to do with you with your guilty conscience?" Liu Xiaoxiao slapped the table violently and shouted, "My kitchen knives and spatulas are all made of meteorites from outside the sky, and I even asked Master Wuchen to enlighten me. What are you going to do? pay?"

Fan Liangxu narrowed his eyes and said, "How do you want to pay?"

Liu Xiaoxiao giggled, rubbed her hands together and said, "Just find something to eat, steamed buns, noodles and rice, it's best to order something."

"I can't do it..." Fan Liang propped his chin on the table, dejectedly.

"Oh." Liu Xiaoxiao sighed, leaning back on the back of the chair, staring blankly at the dirty ceiling.

Ten minutes later, the stomach's protest gave Liu Xiaoxiao an idea.

"Fan Liang, why don't you go out and sell it?" Liu Xiaoxiao rubbed her dry lips with her index finger, and continued, "It would be even better if you can find a rich woman who will take care of you. With your physique, you can definitely hold up to the steel ball brush." Impact?"

"What kind of information do you usually receive? How did such filthy thoughts come out of your mind?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Liu Xiaoxiao kicked and scolded Fan Liang out of the house, "Now, immediately, find me something to eat, or..."

"What's the matter?" Fan Liang outside the door poked his neck unconvinced.

"Just sleep on the road!"

The door was slammed shut, and the homeless Fan Liang shrugged, looking for a target on the street... Ah no, he took a stroll.

……

"Crack, click, click..."

in the park.

Fan Liang was sitting on a bench, holding a bag of potato chips in his arms, which he snatched from a child...um...in exchange for the chips.

"Mom, it's him!"

The little boy with a snotty nose suddenly appeared in front of Fan Liang, strode forward, and pointed his hand at Fan Liang's face.

A young mother in her early thirties came out from behind the kid, pointed at Fan Liang's face as well, and angrily said, "Why are you robbing my child of food!"

"grab?"

"Crack clap..."

Fan Liangchao beat the crumbs of potato chips on his body, and said with blank eyes: "How could it be robbery?

You're not being serious when you say that, I obviously exchanged him with stones. "

"Who wants your broken stone!"

A stone was thrown towards Fan Liang's face, but he caught it with one hand.

"Don't underestimate this stone." Fan Liang said solemnly, "It looks like an ordinary stone on the surface, but it is actually a meteorite from the sky. It is very suitable for making kitchen knives and spatulas. It is best to ask Master Wuchen to open it. A light, the dishes fried in this way are fragrant and nutritious.”

"You...you are too shameless, you even snatch children's things, are you still human?"

The young mother obviously didn't think so, which made Fan Liang feel very sorry.

"Hey, mom, I'll give you ten yuan, let's just forget about it."

An old bum hands a young mother a crumpled ten-dollar bill.

"It's not about money, nor about a bag of potato chips, but about being a human being." The young mother refused to pick up Fan Liang, but still held on to Fan Liang.

"Mother, listen to my advice. If something bad happened, who wouldn't go home and come out to wander?" The old tramp sighed, "This little brother must have encountered something really bad." It's over, you can forgive him."

The young mother looked at Fan Haohao for a while, snorted coldly, and dragged the little boy away.

"thank you."

Fan Liang's mouth didn't stop for a moment, it was always "Kacha...Kacha...".

"You're welcome." The old homeless man sat down beside Fan Liang. To be honest, he was not very dirty, he was bald, and his clothes with whitish fabrics only had one or two stains, which seemed to be washed frequently.

He holds a dozing hen in his arms, stroking tenderly.

"Little brother." After finishing his words, the old tramp said, "No matter how difficult life is, you can't steal children's food. That's too... so tasteless."

"It's not a robbery, it's a trade." Fan Liang reiterated again.

"Using stones?" The old tramp smiled and shook his head. He was taking a nap in the woods behind Fan Liang, and he heard all the conversations that happened.

"Well, it's actually a punishment for him." Fan Liang told the truth, "He beat and cried a little girl who gave me candy, and he wasn't ready to apologize yet, so..."

Fan Liang shrugged, grabbed a handful of potato chips and chewed them again.

"Then why didn't you explain it clearly to that mother?" The old tramp didn't understand.

"Lazy." Fan Liang languished on the bench like a frost-beaten eggplant, "I'm going to do it after she says a few more words, but you..."

"Even hitting women?" The old tramp found it inconceivable.

"Men and women are equal, we must treat them equally."

"Okay...okay..." The old homeless man felt that it was difficult to talk to Fan Liang, but he also felt that this person was very interesting, so he stretched out his hand, "Let's get to know each other, my name is Laopu."

"You're welcome." Fan Liang immediately shook hands with Lao Pu, and said, "My surname is Fan, my name is Liang, my name is Debiao, and my nickname is Ruthless in District 10."

Hearing this, Lao Pu's face wrinkled into orange peel, Fan Liang's self-introduction was really weird.

After waiting for a while, the old shop asked: "You are young, how come you come out to wander?"

"Why do you think I'm wandering?" Fan Liang felt very strange, "Could it be that I was born with a begging face?"

"That's not true." The old shop smiled and waved his hands, "I'm looking at the clothes you're wearing."

Fan Liang looked down, indeed, the clothes he was wearing were also turning white, and the clothes he was washing were fat and fat, looking very bad.

Fan Liang shook his head with a smile, he didn't care about clothes, after all he was good looking, even if he wore ragged clothes, he couldn't conceal his handsomeness.

"Hey." Fan Liang stared at the hen in Laopu's arms, and smiled, "Is this your lunch?"

The old shop was startled, and quickly turned his back to Fan Liang, "Goo is my friend, don't take it for granted!"

"You're lonely..."

In fact, what Fan Liang wanted to say was, "I know chickens are your friends, but not this species?"

But the old shop is old after all, it is obviously inappropriate to make dirty jokes.

(End of this chapter)