The God of Wealth is a Meow [Rebirth]

Huddled in the grass, Li Xizhi watched the car gradually go away, and his heart was inexplicably flustered, maybe because he became a cub with no self-protection ability. There is still some concern in the depths.

After all, Nan Lichuan is the richest man in the tenth generation, and his fortune is unmatched by anyone. In addition, before he becomes a human, he may have to rely on Nan Lichuan for a period of time to live.

At this moment, it was only past eleven o'clock in the morning. There were many pedestrians passing by in a hurry on the street, vehicles were constantly flowing, and everyone was busy with their own affairs. Li Xizhi looked around and decided to find a safe place to hide before making plans. .

This is the busiest place in the city center. Li Xizhi passed through the green belt, and there was a small park opposite. There were many people enjoying the cool air. Many old men were playing chess under the trees and drinking herbal tea, enjoying themselves.

Of course, there were also quite a few people walking their pets with helplessness on their faces. Li Xizhi found a corner to enjoy the cool air. Although a cat suddenly appeared in this place, it was not very eye-catching, and no one paid attention to the kitten, at most. I am surprised that this cat is so pitiful. It has come out to wander at such a young age, and I don't know if it will survive.

There are quite a few children playing in this park. After seeing Li Xi, out of the child's natural curiosity about animals, they subconsciously wanted to run over, but they were dragged back by their parents and warned not to touch those strays. Cats can be infected by scratching bleeding.

Li Xizhi shook his ears, completely ignoring the words of the children's parents, because from the perspective of the other party, they did nothing wrong, what was wrong was just a different standpoint.

Li Xizhi glanced at those people, and then looked away, because these people looked happy at first glance, and they didn't need help at all.

The weather in August was a bit muggy, but fortunately this park was very cool. Li Xizhi squatted there, his small body looked very small, and he looked a bit like a hairball when he was cold.

About an hour later, Li Xizhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, because he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. He shouldn't have come to this park to find people in need, because those who can come to the park to cool off at noon, can How many need help?

Li Xizhi sighed in his heart, shook his head and prepared to leave, to try his luck elsewhere.

"The dead star!"

"The dead star."

The child's ridicule sounded at this moment, which was especially harsh.

Li Xizhi's ears moved, and he couldn't help but look sideways. In the corner, there was a child with his head shrunk, tightly protecting the steamed bun in his arms, without saying a word.

The child was not well dressed, but the clothes were washed very clean. But at this moment, the child's body was already pushed to the ground, and the clothes were already filthy.

The children surrounded him, laughing innocently and disgustedly, saying extremely hurtful things.

Li Xizhi looked at this scene with extremely complicated emotions. Seeing that no amount of scolding by those children could arouse this child's anger, Li Xizhi felt deeply bored.

One of the children had an idea and said, "Why do you protect this steamed bun every day!" After that, he tried to grab the steamed bun.

At this moment, the boy suddenly struggled violently, tightly protecting the steamed bun, his eyes were extremely red, like a wounded little animal, "You are not allowed to touch my steamed bun."

As soon as these words came out, those children seemed to feel ashamed, and suddenly became rebellious. If you don't let me move, I want to move.

"What's the matter if I touched your steamed buns, I still want to step on them!" One of the children said, "You are a coward anyway! Do you still dare to beat us?"

Immediately afterwards, several children looked at each other and began to besiege the boy, trying to grab the steamed buns. The more they saw the boy's violent reaction, the happier they were.

But this time, they made a mistake.

The children who used to be beaten in silence all of a sudden seemed to have been pushed to the bottom line, attacking all the children frantically and desperately, hitting anyone they saw, regardless of whether they were injured or not.

With one to five, blood flowed from the child's forehead in an instant.

At this moment, all the children were scared. Originally, they just wanted to bully him, and never thought of making him bleed.

Fear, as well as panic, all the emotions surged up, making these children at a loss for a moment, subconsciously backed away, and finally fled.

Before leaving, they still couldn't figure out why this idiot who was only bullied by them before suddenly resisted today.

The little boy didn't care about his wound at all, but tightly protected the steamed bun, muttering: "With the steamed bun, mom won't be hungry today."

Thinking of this, the little boy suddenly gained strength. He tried to get up, but his feet hurt so much that he had no strength to stand up. The little boy could only sit on the grass and rub his legs, saying to himself: "I am a brave boy, I am not afraid of pain, my mother is so hard and tired, I am a man, I cannot cry."

While talking, the little boy stopped talking and fell silent suddenly.

Li Xizhi's ears twitched, and he couldn't help walking over slowly, he could vaguely see tears falling from the boy's sideways face.

This child... is crying?

Seeing that the child was obviously as malnourished as himself, and the other party was so protective of the steamed buns, Li Xizhi had a vague guess about the situation of the child's family.

The little boy was crying silently at first, but until he felt something fluffy moving at his hand, he couldn't help but raised his head, and saw a pitifully small kitten looking at him, those eyes, especially Quiet and gentle, seems to bring comfort.

The little boy wiped away his tears, couldn't help but gently touched the little cat's head, and murmured: "Little cat, you are so small and thin."

Li Xizhi, who was considered too small to be pitiful: "..."

The little boy didn't know what he thought of, so he carefully opened the plastic bag, broke a small piece of steamed bun from inside, carefully placed it on the grass, and said softly, "I'll give you some steamed buns, I can't give you the rest, I want to take Go home and feed mom."

As he said that, the little boy couldn't help swallowing, and his stomach couldn't help but growl.

Li Xizhi couldn't tell what he felt for a moment, and the little boy quickly tightened his trouser pockets, because he wouldn't be hungry. He looked up at the sky, got up quickly, endured the pain, and said to the little hairball: "Little cat, see you tomorrow."

After all, the little boy limped and ran to the side of the small pool, washed the blood off his body, and then staggered back while protecting the steamed bun. Even though his legs hurt, he was still happy.

Because mom won't be hungry today.

Li Xizhi stood where he was, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to follow.

And that bun...

Li Xizhi paused, couldn't help turning his head softly, put the steamed bun in his mouth and ate it slowly, while not forgetting to trot to follow.

Even the child was reluctant to eat this steamed bun, but gave it to a cat. Although Li Xizhi was not hungry, he couldn't spoil a child's kindness. It was really because... this steamed bun had too much meaning.

The little boy walked through the street, and the surrounding environment became more and more dilapidated. Li Xizhi followed behind with trepidation. I went out to work, and I wasn't in the house at all.

Li Xizhi followed behind with difficulty until the little boy slowed down and entered a somewhat dilapidated private house. Li Xizhi quickly followed, and then hid in the firewood pile outside the house, listening carefully to the movement inside the house.

Inside the house, there was a strong smell of herbs, rancid smell, and the man's intermittent coughing.

Of course, there was also the voice of a woman exclaiming and choking.

"Zhuang Zhuang, it's because the mother is bad and failed to protect you." The woman's voice was extremely tired and old, but it contained a mother's heartache for her child.

Apparently, the mother found out that the child was injured.

Li Xizhi's heart was full of envy, and there was also indescribable complexity. In fact, this child named Zhuang Zhuang was very happy.

"I'm fine, Zhuang Zhuang is a boy, he is not afraid of pain." Zhuang Zhuang carefully took out the steamed buns, as if inviting pets, "Look, mom, these are the steamed buns I bought from picking up garbage today, for my mother to eat , so that mother will not be hungry."

The mother looked at the child's thin shoulders, her eyes were red, and she choked up and said, "Mom is not hungry, let Zhuang Zhuang eat."

"I want to feed my mother. My mother works so hard for the family. Zhuang Zhuang is a boy, so he is not afraid of being hungry." Zhuang Zhuang hurriedly took out the steamed bun, broke off a small piece and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.

The woman looked at the child, and suddenly burst into tears. She was crying, but she was smiling. Although there were many wrinkles, her smile was extraordinarily bright.

This is the best steamed bun she has ever eaten.

But adults don’t need to eat, the child is still growing, let alone starving, the woman stuffed the steamed buns into the child’s mouth, Zhuang Zhuang couldn’t help turning his head away, saying: “Give it to mother.”

The woman was full of distress and happiness, she opened the pot, and said to Zhuang Zhuang: "Mom went to the vegetable market today to pick up a lot of vegetables, and we will be full later."

When Zhuang Zhuang heard this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then he ate the steamed bun.

Li Xizhi was lying on the window, looking at this scene, with spineless tears glistening.

The whole cat became made of water.

It's so touching!

I didn't expect this child to be so sensible, so well-behaved, and so touching!The tear-jerking annual drama was actually seen by him.

This child must be helped!

After all, he is now a small local tyrant with 50!