Chapter 909

If only someone could give her a bowl of porridge and steamed bread for free when she was wearing it.

Jade plum whole big eyes, as if for the first time to see Miss, they miss still have so kind-hearted time?

"What's the matter? Help quickly." Light rain called in a low voice.

It's definitely impossible to be kind for two days. It's not even a symptom.

Not to mention the root cause.

Xiaoyu knows a truth, that is, to let a rumor dissipate as soon as possible.

One is indifference, let it develop, but it may become more and more intense.

Second, it is forced to suppress, but blocking is better than sparing. Repression does not play any role.

The third is the rise of another rumor. When people have another conversation after dinner, they will naturally forget it.

However, these methods are not very useful for Xiaoyu.

Because now people's eyes on her have gradually deteriorated.

With a little bit of fear and fear.

After half an hour, the prepared steamed bread and porridge were all scattered.

Xiaoyu stood on the steps, "everyone, I'm the owner of yufeifei restaurant. I know that some people are living in difficulties, and their income can't make ends meet. They don't eat next meal, but."

Light rain's eyes swept around the people below, "at the foot of the emperor, there are a few such people, after all, many of them are just a little more difficult, or barely enough to eat and eat."

"So, I plan to set up a stall in front of the restaurant every seven days in the morning (5:00-7:00) to help you out.

You can come if you have difficulties at home. You can come earlier. You don't have to worry about being seen. You don't have to delay the restaurant's business

Xiaoyu's words are well founded, tough and gentle.

"Why not every day? You look like you don't need money. It doesn't cost you a lot of money to put it on every day Cried a beggar like man.

Immediately there was a voice from around.

Light rain cold eyes shot at the man, "no one's money is blowing, no one should give free alms to who, if you don't want to come, no one will force you to come."

Indifferent voice immediately rang out, "give me to remember him, later he came, no one is allowed to give him food!"

If it's too little, don't take it at all.

Yumei comes forward directly, grabs the steamed bread that he covers in his arms and gives it to an old woman.

"You... Why do you rob my steamed bread? You give it back to me..." the beggar chased Yumei fiercely and wanted to get it back. Yumei kicked him and kicked him to the ground.

"Give face don't want face, don't eat pull down, old woman, you eat quickly, don't be robbed later." Yumei first stares at the man fiercely, then gently hands the steamed bread to the old woman.

"Thank you... Thank you... You are really a good man... If all the monsters can be so good, I would like everyone to be monsters..." the old woman took the steamed bread with trembling hands and looked up at Yumei with dazed eyes.

Xiaoyu didn't look at the angry man, then said in a high voice: "I know that everyone may not have a job, I can now give you the opportunity to make money."

He took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and said, "I have some flowers in my hand. In a moment, I will have them pasted to the door, and the price will be marked on them. You pick them, and we will buy them at the same price."

Xiaoyu handed Ma Wencai the paper in his hand, and Ma Wencai took it and pasted it on a special board.