The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 47 The Desperate Beggar

Yang Fan, who came out of the hotel, experienced the pleasure of spending money for the first time. Although he had become a rich man in his dream, it was all fake after all, but the red RMB was all real.

When passing by the entrance of an underground passage, a beggar sitting on the ground attracted Yang Fan's attention.

It was cold winter, but he was wearing very thin clothes, just a worn gray shirt, and the first two buttons of the shirt were gone, and his chest was exposed with his arms open, and a ragged coat with fur inside was draped over His body and sleeves were all broken, and his lower body looked like he was only wearing a pair of pants. The pants were full of holes. It looked like he had been bitten by a mouse. His face was very haggard, and his messy hair was like a twist Similarly, if you use a comb to comb, it is estimated that breaking the comb will not straighten the hair.

Yang Fan approached him, stood in front of him and looked at him.

The beggar tremblingly opened one eye and glanced at him, then closed it again, pushed the broken bowl on the ground, and did not speak.

The beggar had an unshaven beard, and his lips were as dry as if he had not drank water for several days in the desert, and he looked bloodless.

Immediately Yang Fan felt sympathetic, took out a handful of money and threw it in the bowl, and patted the beggar leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.

"Uncle, take it to buy clothes, it's too cold, you'll get sick if you wear so little, remember to go to the bathhouse to take a shower, and you'd better get your hair done, your hair is almost braided. "

Damn, it's so much nonsense to give alms, I buy clothes and take a shower to make my hair?How much the hell is that?The beggar's expression was a little irritated, he opened his eyes and glanced at Yang Fan in front of him, and then casually glanced at the bowl.

"F*ck, this...this much money?? You gave this to me?" The beggar opened his mouth wide, astonished like a child who was unexpectedly rewarded.

Yang Fan showed a smile, stood up and was about to leave, but was held back by the beggar.

"Good man, you are really good man, good man has good rewards, you will definitely have good rewards." The beggar knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Fan, his forehead was covered with dust on the ground.

"Don't, don't, you don't need to do this, go take a shower and buy some clothes." Yang Fan helped the beggar who was kneeling on the ground.

"Dad, Daddy."

Not far away came a bald kid, who looked to be only three or four years old, wearing a pair of ripped long johns on his lower body, and a cotton padded jacket that looked a little new on his upper body, brightly colored, clean and tidy.

But when Yang Fan saw the child's feet, he couldn't help frowning, and tears burst out of his eyes.

The child was wearing a pair of big summer slippers, and the little feet were exposed outside. It is estimated that the slippers should be picked up, because these shoes are a pair of sandals and slippers worn by adults.

"Dad, here it is."

The child ran to the beggar and stuffed a rotten apple into his father's arms. He probably picked it up from the side of the road and gave it to his father reluctantly.

The beggar took the apple, didn't even look at the rotten marks on it, just took a bite, hugged the child and said, "Thank you son."

Yang Fan saw this scene in his eyes, and couldn't help being moved by them in his heart. He touched the child's head and said, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The child wiped the runny nose with the back of his hand, looked at Yang Fan with big spiritual eyes and said, "My name is Xiao Fan."

Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, is it the same name as mine?His name is also Xiaofan?It's so pitiful to beg here with my father, I must help them.

Yang Fan rummaged through his pockets again, and took out another 100 yuan, which was his last capital. He stuffed the money into the child's hand, gently touched his head and said, "Go eat with Dad." OK."

The child held the red banknote in his hand and looked at his father beside him, and his father took the money and handed it to Yang Fan: "Good-hearted man, the money you gave just now is enough for us to eat, really. No need, I think you should still be a student, right? Your studies are important, save your money."

Yang Fan was amused by his words, rubbed his hair a little embarrassedly and said, "Am I that young? I'm still a student. I went to work a long time ago, but... I just resigned this morning."

Yang Fan lowered his head and sighed deeply, then smiled and said to the child: "Go and have a good meal with Dad, and change into new clothes."

The child was very sensible, so he handed over the money to Yang Fan.

"Thank you uncle, you can't be greedy, we can't ask for this money."

The beggar hugged the child and kissed his face: "Xiaofan is really sensible."

Yang Fan stood up helplessly, waved to the father and son and was about to leave, when the beggar suddenly asked him, "You just said you resigned?"

Yang Fan turned his head and did not answer, but his eyes were a little downcast, making it clear that he seemed to be worried.

The beggar struggled to get up from the ground, and returned all the hundreds of dollars in his hand to Yang Fan, saying: "Young man, don't be defeated by setbacks, we can't take this money, you have no source of income."

But Yang Fan didn’t think so. Although he resigned, he didn’t necessarily have no source of income. If I told you that I made money in a dream, you might think I was crazy. But to give money to beggars, to be honest, Yang Fan grew up Most likely the first time.

He quickly hid his hands behind his back and backed away step by step, while the beggar forced himself on him step by step.

"Dad, I want to eat KFC."

Suddenly the child's cry made the two men stop. The beggar looked down at his son, then at the banknotes in his hand, he hesitated.

Yang Fan found an opportunity, and hurried over to hold the child's hand: "Come on, the money in Dad's hand can eat KFC several times, go and get it."

But the child stood there shaking his head and looking at his father.

His father was finally willing to accept Yang Fan's first charity in 25 years, and knelt down to Yang Fan again with the money in his hand.

"Oh, uncle, what are you doing?"

Yang Fan quickly helped up the beggar who hadn't kowtowed.

"You have to have a backbone, right?" Yang Fan asked.

The beggar who was already crying nodded and held Yang Fan's hand tightly.

Yang Fan patted him on the shoulder lightly, waved his hand at him, walked a few steps, then turned back and shouted at the child: "Do you want to eat KFC?"

The child raised a hand with a 'whoosh' and shouted, "I want to!"

Yang Fan smiled, and walked into the depths of the tunnel. Although he was smiling, a tear had already flowed from the corner of his eye.

The cold wind from the tunnel entrance blew in, the beggar pulled his son, looked at Yang Fan who was going away, took a deep breath and sighed: "Hey, there are still many good people these days, Xiaofan, did you see that?" ? You must be a good person in the future, just like him."

Xiaofan blinked, nodded with a firm face and then smiled...

(End of this chapter)