for evil

Yiyang has always been a very lively city with beautiful mountains and clear waters and a pleasant climate.Many merchants often come here to buy new tea every year, and they spare no effort, hoping that this year's Maojian can be sold at a good price.

However, there are some exceptions this year. There are fewer merchants this year, and there are more refugees who are constantly pouring into the city to escape famine.The drought in Huainan area is severe this year, and Yiyang is also among them, so this year's new tea is not only small, but the quality is not good. Fortunately, the disaster in Yiyang is not serious, and the people in the city still have enough food surplus.

However, several surrounding towns have suffered. This year's summer is still hot, and there is no rain, which directly dried up several small canals that nearby villagers rely on for their livelihood; I stayed until autumn and winter, but I waited and waited, but this year's drier and colder winter came.The villagers can't get enough to eat, and the officials are very anxious!So they increased their taxes and anxiously saved more winter rations for themselves.This item directly drove many people to a dead end, so the hungry refugees went to the nearby cities one after another to find a ration and a way out...

The little beggar was standing by the city gate with a straw in his mouth, looking at the skinny refugees blocked by officers and soldiers, he heard two well-dressed young men standing not far away, arguing with arms folded.

"A few days ago, they were allowed to come in, but today they are completely blocked."

"What if I don't block it? Let Yi Yang fill up with these hungry ghosts?"

"Sigh, it's pitiful, I ran all the way and was blocked outside, and then I can only wait outside the city to die."

"Even if you die, there is nothing you can do." The man shook off his robe, "Let's have a good pregnancy in the next life."

After finishing speaking, the man turned around and said to his companion: "Let's go, you have to enjoy life to the fullest. I just met a most beautiful girl in Ruyue Tower. Her figure... Go, I will show you a little bit." After all, he raised his leg and wanted to leave, but there was a "hey" sound, and he was hit by something.

"I'm sorry." A dirty little face showed a sneer, then turned around and ran away.

The man rubbed his sore leg hit by the little beggar, and cursed: "Little thing with no eyes, don't let me see you next time! Otherwise, I will take off one of your legs!" After finishing speaking, he followed his companion angrily. Lost.

The little beggar hid in the corner, listened to the angry scolding voice, and tossed the purse in his hand nonchalantly. Feeling that it was still full, he smiled and walked back to the ruined temple in the north of the city.

Pushing open the door, one sees the familiar dilapidated Buddha, a house covered with cobwebs and dust, and dirty hay in the corner. Everything is normal, but there is a dirty little person sitting on the hay. .

The little beggar frowned: "Who are you?"

The little man didn't speak, just stared at him with wide eyes.

Seeing that he was not moving, the little beggar hid his purse: "Do you know whose territory this is?"

The little man still looked at him and didn't speak.

The little beggar became more cautious. Seeing that there seemed to be no one else around, he knew that this little man was just a newcomer who knew nothing. Judging by his appearance, he probably came here to escape famine like those refugees outside the city.

The little beggar looked down at him: "Let me ask you, where are your parents?"

The little man shook his head.

The little beggar said, "Dead?"

The little man still shook his head.

The little beggar crossed his hips angrily: "Hey! I'm asking you something, are you dumb?"

The little man didn't dare to shake his head anymore, he looked up at the little beggar anxiously, but still didn't speak.

The little beggar said: "Do you know the rules here? Everyone here has their own territory, and they don't interfere with each other unless they seize other people's territory!"

The little man looked at the little beggar and didn't seem to understand.

The little beggar said: "So, the place where you are sitting is my territory! Get up quickly!" After saying that, he grabbed the little man's hand and dragged it out vigorously: "Get out!"

The little beggar threw the little man out of the door, the little man couldn't stand still, staggered and fell, his arm knocked on the sharp stone, bleeding immediately, the little man sat there hugging his legs, a little Wronged, but did not cry, just looked up at the little beggar.

The little beggar didn't soften his heart at all, he turned around and walked away, and even slammed on the dilapidated gate of the ruined temple.

The little beggar was lying on the hay, tossing the purse, feeling that the goods this time were still sufficient, and he could buy a meat bun tomorrow to reward himself, while thinking about it, he took out half a dry biscuit he picked up in his arms, and took a picture of it. He patted the dirt on it, ate it voraciously, and fell asleep contentedly with the purse in his arms after eating. In his dream was a delicious big steamed stuffed bun.

He didn't know what time he fell asleep, but the little beggar's dream was awakened by the voices in the house... He knew that the other beggars who lived here probably came back, so he didn't care, turned over and planned to continue sleeping.But the scattered sentences still drifted into the ears.

"Is that kid at the door new here? Look at his face."

"Eighty percent of them escaped here from other towns, right? You don't know that the drought has been severe during this time."

"I just said that I didn't get a penny today, and his grandma's, and foreigners also came to compete with us for business."

"Looking at how young he is, if he's alone there, his parents probably starved to death, right? Life is hard, this child probably won't live long..."

"Never mind him, you bastard."

The little beggar sneered when he heard this, and thought to himself: They are all beggars, how much more expensive than him in your heart?He turned over and fell asleep slowly without making a sound.

After all, the dream of eating big buns did not continue, and the little beggar had a bad nightmare.

He dreamed that he was standing on the roof, surrounded by tumbling flood waters, collapsed houses, and various floating corpses, some of which, even though they were swollen, he could still recognize them from the pale faces. Some familiar people came... He stared intently, looking for the two figures he wanted to see the most in his heart, longing for someone to come to him with a smile, hold him in his arms, and say to him: "It's okay Here, mother is here, when the flood subsides, we will go home." He waited and waited until the flood stopped rising, but he still couldn't wait for the two figures...

The little beggar woke up with a jolt, and saw the light coming in from the wind-piercing gate, it should still be at the fifth watch.He couldn't fall asleep anymore, thinking that he had the money bag today, so he couldn't go hungry at all, so he lay there with his head in his hands and thought about things.

After a while, he heard the three beggars wake up too, mumbling and complaining:

"Do you have to get up so early?"

"Of course, yesterday's harvest was not good, and I couldn't sleep because of hunger. When I go out at this time, I can always meet drunks who have finished drinking flowers and wine. Their money is best cheated."

Someone noticed that the little beggar's eyes were open: "Hey, it's rare that you are still asleep today, why don't you try your luck at the morning set?"

The little beggar stretched lazily: "It's cold, I don't want to move."

The man sneered, and walked away with his partner.

Hearing they opened the door, the little beggar yelled, "Hey! Why are you still here? Get out of the way, don't sleep at the door and block our way."

Then came the muffled sound of someone kicking something, and a childish groan.

The footsteps gradually receded, and the little beggar raised his head to look at the source of the sound, facing a pair of round eyes filled with tears at the door...