I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

On a country road outside the town.

A dirty little beggar walked cautiously and fearfully.

He looked down at the dirty and torn clothes, always feeling that he was out of place in this clean town.

"Would you like to wash your clothes?"

Looking at the crystal clear stream, the little beggar felt that washing his clothes in the stream would pollute the clear stream.

"Let's go back!"

The little beggar hesitated.

He lowered his head, silently looking at his dirty feet, he didn't dare to go any further, the town was so beautiful, he was afraid that such a clean and beautiful town would be tarnished.

"Baby, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, an old voice came, and the little beggar turned around to see an old man holding a sickle looking at him suspiciously.

"Are you here to find someone?" The old man couldn't help asking again.

"I'm not here to find someone!" The little beggar panicked and shook his head.

"You didn't come here to find someone, so what are you doing here?"

The old man thought that the little beggar came to the town to find relatives. After all, this kind of thing is quite common in recent years.

"me..."

The little beggar hesitated, as if speaking anxiously.

"Don't be afraid!" the old man comforted softly.

"I... came here to find a job. I heard people say that as long as you want to make a living, you can come to Corner Town!"

The little beggar lowered his head, his voice a little nervous.

When he was begging in the county seat, he heard passers-by mentioning Gaga Town. They said that Gaga Town was very rich and had many workshops. As long as they came to Gaga Town, they could find work to make ends meet.

The little beggar doesn't want to be a beggar anymore.

And when grandpa passed away, he also told him not to be a beggar in the future.

"Are you looking for work?"

The old man was obviously stunned.

In fact, the reason why he had such a big reaction was because the little beggar looked only about six years old.

"Can't you?"

The little beggar lowered his head, and his tone was a little disappointed.

"No, no! Son, how old are you?" the old man couldn't help asking.

"Eight years old!" said the little beggar.

"Eight years old?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, the child in front of him was too small and too thin, he couldn't even tell he looked like he was eight years old

"What about your parents?"

The old man couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart.

"I have no parents!"

The little beggar shook his head, lowered his head and said, "My grandfather picked me up by the river in Nanjiao! Grandpa is very kind to me, he is reluctant to eat anything, leave it to me!"

"What about your grandfather?" The old man seemed to have guessed something.

"Grandpa is gone!"

The little beggar's eyes became moist.

The little beggar was brought up by an old beggar since he was a child. The beggars around saw that the old beggar obviously didn't have enough to eat and raised a child, and they all laughed at the old beggar for being stupid.

But the old beggar is relying on begging to raise the baby little by little.

"Son, do you have a name?"

The old man couldn't help but sighed.

"My surname is Ling. My grandfather said that because I picked it up by the river in Nanjiao, my grandfather named me Linghebian!" The little beggar raised his head and said.

"By the Lin River?"

The old man's mouth twitched a few times.

He really wanted to know why it was not called Lin He, but Lin Hebian.

"Then I'll call you Lin He!"

The old man coughed dryly and said softly.

"Grandpa's name, I will not change it!"

The little beggar blinked, his eyes were clear and bright, and he shook his little head.

"Well, you're right!" The old man felt that the child had a good character, "Do you really want to stay in the small town to find a job?"

"Yeah, grandpa told me before he left, let me stop being a beggar no matter how hard and tired I am!" the little beggar said with firm eyes.

The old man understood the meaning of the little beggar grandfather, "Well, I will take you to a place, I think there is a need for manpower!"

"Really?" The little beggar said excitedly with his dirty face.

"Let's go!"

The old man smiled and walked towards the town.

The little beggar hurriedly followed behind the old man, seeing the magnificent archway getting closer, the little beggar became a little nervous for some reason.

But when he saw the handwriting on the archway, the little beggar was slightly taken aback, and then stopped, staring blankly at the handwriting on the archway.

"Can you understand what's written on it?"

Seeing the little beggar staring at the archway without moving, the old man thought the little beggar knew how to read.

"do not know!"

The little beggar shook his head, and said again: "I think the words on it seem to be one by one, and they are saying something that I can't understand!"

"Like a human?"

The old man raised his eyes to look at the characters on the archway in doubt, he really couldn't see how these characters resembled people.

However, he heard from the students in the academy that different people will have different perceptions of the words written by the mayor, but those can only be understood by scholars.

And the little beggar doesn't know how to read, so how could he have any insight?

Maybe the words on it look almost human to the little beggar.

Without thinking too much about this issue, the old man asked the little beggar to continue to follow him.

The little beggar didn't hesitate at all, and followed behind, reaching out and involuntarily touching a black wooden plaque hanging around his neck.

There was some doubt in the little beggar's eyes.

When he was looking at the archway just now, the wooden sign on his neck suddenly became hot, but it didn't take long for it to stop burning.

In fact, he heard from his grandfather that this black wooden sign was put in the basket with him, and the word "Ling" was written on the black wooden sign.

It was only when grandpa asked that he knew that the word "Ling" was on it.

Grandpa felt that the word "Ling" was probably his surname, so he named him Ling.

……

Passing the big locust tree.

The little beggar looked enviously at the cleanly dressed children.

Compared with them, the little beggar lowered his head with low self-esteem, he was afraid of seeing those disgusting eyes, even though he had seen too many of them.

But for some reason, the little beggar couldn't help raising his little head and peeking at the people under the big locust tree.

Those people didn't look at him with disgust and disgust, but were a little confused and inquiring.

The same is true for the children under the big locust tree.

The old man knew the people under the big locust tree and greeted them with a smile.

The little beggar knew what was being asked of him.

Because those people's eyes look here from time to time.

Afterwards, their eyes became gentle and pity, and some even sighed. .seven

After that, someone pointed in one direction, and the old man nodded and said goodbye to those people.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place!"

The old man came over and asked the little beggar to follow.

The little beggar felt uncomfortable being watched by so many eyes, so he left here hastily.

Soon, they came to a grand gate with two mighty stone lions on both sides of the gate.

Suddenly, roars came from inside the gate.

"A man can have bad looks, no money, no talents, but he can't have dreams!"

"Can't live without dreams!"

"Then what is your dream?"

"Be a salted fish, a salted fish with dreams!"

The little beggar paused, his clear and bright eyes quietly looked at the gate, wondering what was going on inside.