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When I heard this, I thought that the person who could say such words was definitely not an ordinary person. As a result, he quickly looked up and saw a tea bowl that was full of coins. The white paint on the teapot had been peeled off, revealing the black iron foam inside. When I saw this, my heart sank as I thought to myself that I was going to be broke today.

"Big brother, do me a favor, do me a favor!"

Sure enough, it was an old beggar standing in front of me. He wasn't very tall, about sixty years old, and his beard was unshaven. The face was a little thin, with a narrow top and a narrow bottom, which in ancient times was called a face shaped like a nail. Phase Proficiency Technique had a total of three stops, and five mountains for those who came to watch. When the sky was vast, it would appear early, while when the pavilion was spacious, it would appear late. It was as if the heavens were a circle, the earth a square, and the middle a straight one. From this, it could be seen that this person must have had some achievements when he was young, but in his later years, he probably wouldn't be satisfied. The old beggar had wrinkles all over his eyes and forehead. His face was completely black, and there was not a single spot of clean skin to be seen. Patches fell off her body, and the pants below her knees broke into strips like a skirt. A snakeskin sack on my shoulder, bulging, I think it was a quilt or something. However, his eyes were bright and full of spirit, indicating that this person was full of spirit, and not as decadent as he appeared to be. So it seems he was younger, not sixty, and I was wrong at first.

I was currently in a very bad mood. Looking at his slovenly appearance, I felt even more nauseous. I was too lazy to grind with him, so I shouted directly at him, "You're annoying, hurry up and f * ck off!"

This was because beggars like this were seen almost every day in the city, and sometimes they would be drawn as a prison, kneeling there and arriving as soon as they arrived, as regularly as if they were commuting to and from work. Not to mention that a portion of the people here were not poor to begin with, but there were also a lot of youngsters who were skilled and strong. They did not need to find a job, but instead chose to do it, making others look down upon them.

The old beggar froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud, "Big brother, don't worry, I'll sing a song for you."

"Scram, what are you singing about, why are you holding your breath!"

"Good, good!" The old beggar turned around, trembling, and said in a low voice, "Looks like it's for love!"

I put the mutton skewers on the coals, picked up the bottle, and blew a bottle first. When I finished the bottle, my stomach began to churn, and I burped.

I turned to look at the lake. The light from the street lamps was spread across the surface of the water. The seven-colored lights of the music square in the center of the lake, to the north, flickered continuously, shining like stars on the surface of the water.

"That's too much. Do you think you can be arrogant all day just because you have a job to do?" Others can only be your grandson? "You really make me kneel on the keyboard. My mom has raised me for so many years, but I haven't even kneeled. Who the hell do you think you are!" The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I wanted to roar at the Cloud Flipping Lake to vent the anger that had been building up in my heart.

I cursed in my heart for a while and turned my head to look at the mutton skewers. He then looked at the man walking around. There were ten or so drinking men, but none of them wanted to talk to him. Everywhere they went, they rolled their eyes and cursed at him. Suddenly, I felt that this person was really pitiful. It was already so late in the night and I hadn't gotten anything to eat, so I could only starve. It reminded me of when I was a kid, when my family was poor and didn't have any food, and my mother came here to beg for food. It reminded me of when I was a kid and my family didn't have any food, so I came here to beg for food. At that time, I was very young. I still vaguely remember that we lived under an arch bridge on the edge of the Yellow River. Hearing the song "I miss you so much" coming from afar, I didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear of being discovered and driven away. In a flash, more than ten years passed. I didn't expect that I would be doing the same thing in the same city — wandering.

Thinking of this, I shouted to the old beggar, "Old beggar, come here!"

The old beggar came over, and I gestured to the chair opposite, indicating that he should sit. Without any hesitation, he placed the snakeskin bag on his shoulder on the table and sat down. I pushed the two beers to him, and he picked up the bottle. He drank half of the beer in a gulp, and then picked up the kebabs and ate them without a trace of politeness.

I was stunned, thinking to myself, you really don't treat yourself as an outsider. I also picked up a stick and was about to eat it when the old beggar asked, "Young man, is there a problem with your relationship?"

How did you know?

The old beggar guessed as he ate.

And then we start to talk nonsense. The old beggar's surname was Wang, and he was from a village on the west side of the city. That village was in the opposite direction from my house, and I had never been there or heard of it. According to him, his family was still alright, but his parents both died when he was in his twenties. After that, his family declined again and again, and he did not find a wife.

After Old beggar Wang had eaten his fill, he stood up to wipe his mouth and said, "Today, I really have to thank you. Otherwise, this old bones of mine would have to starve for an entire night." With that, he turned around and left with the snakeskin bag on his back. When he left, he turned around and said something to me, but it wasn't very clear, because when he left, he put a few more pieces of mutton in his mouth, like quicksand or drawing sand. At that time, I thought to myself, this old fellow is already so old, but he actually knows about the art of drawing sand. Because he was preoccupied with his own thoughts, he did not put it to heart. Only later on did he find out that the old beggar was not just talking about the painting, but also had an extraordinary identity.

It was really embarrassing. I bitterly smiled. When I lowered my head and prepared to eat the mutton skewers, I was suddenly struck dumb. This old beggar was really good at eating. He didn't leave any for me at all. So I called inside, "Five more bottles of beer, two pounds of mutton, and a plate of boiled peanuts, boss."

Late at night, the boss urged me to close up. Only then did I wobble to get up, ready to leave. The boss grabbed me and told me to pay the bill. Oh, right. I haven't paid the bill yet! I hurriedly took out my money bag to pay the bill, but this payment was not a big deal. I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat. I squatted down and looked under the table. No. I remember I kept it in my hip pocket. I slapped my thigh. Damn, I must have left it on the bed at home. I lost it when I was lying on the bed.

What should he do? I said the boss's wallet has been ripped off, can I send it to you tomorrow?

Hearing this, the boss became anxious and shouted, "Of course not. After such a long period of business, they have never had any credit at all. Why don't you call your friend. "

"I don't have a cell phone," I said, when I suddenly remembered. Glass had bought me a copycat in the afternoon, and it was in my pocket. So I pulled out my cell phone. At this time, I hesitated again. Who should I call back? Lu Si Ran is still Sister Yun. I can't call Yun-jie. It's already half the night and I'm a little too drunk, so I'm not sure what I'll do next. Thinking about this, I dialed Lu Si Ran's number. She was working in the hospital and her phone had to be switched on 24 hours a day. Thus, I clenched my teeth and tried calling her again.

"Si Ran, can you help me pay from the north side of Cloud Flipping Lake? My wallet is lost at home."

The person on the other side laughed mockingly, "Now that you think of me, you should know to call me. "Let me go, there's no door. You can decide for yourself!" Then he hung up.

I kicked the table over and was about to leave when the boss stopped me. At this moment, I guessed that the two waiters in the room had also heard the commotion and rushed over to help. The two fellows were ferocious, fierce-looking, and even fatter than their boss.

I saw that the situation was not right. If they were going to do it, even if they didn't suffer any losses, they would still be at a disadvantage. So I hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I was just too angry. I'll call again."

"Hey, Sister Yun, what are you doing!"

"Watch TV!"

"Everyone... It's already so late, yet you're still watching TV, hurry up and sleep! "

"Are you sick? Tell me about it on the phone in the middle of the night. "Oh, right. Song Yunfan, that script..."

Before she could finish, the owner snatched the phone away from her. He probably wanted to continue chatting like this and didn't know when he would be able to talk about money. To be honest, once I picked up the phone and heard her voice, I really forgot about paying the bill. Next, I would definitely say, "Alright, you should go to bed early."

"Your friend is drunk, hurry up and come here to settle the bill." Your friend is drunk, hurry and come here to settle the bill. The boss hung up and handed the phone to me.

"You said you want to hit me?" At this time, my mind was indeed a little muddled, "Try it, tomorrow I will find someone to destroy your shop, you imposter!"

The boss was stunned. He probably didn't know that I was talking about him disguising himself as a Uighur. Then, he hurriedly said, "Calm down, sit here and wake up!" With that, he turned around and returned to his room, muttering from the corner of his mouth, "I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes, how did I meet such a master today."

I helped myself to the table and got up again. I walked toward the lake, across the grass, across the beach, and the two guys followed me, afraid I'd run away.

When we reached the lake, I turned my head and asked, "Do you want to hush as well?"

The two of them shook their heads.

It was convenient for me to face the dark water. I heard a curse coming from below my feet. It was a woman's voice.

I shivered in fright and looked down to see a pale face floating on the surface of the water. It had no eyes, just a tuft of hair, bobbing up and down with the waves. Startled, I turned around and ran back. I ran for a few steps before I stopped and regained my composure. "Where the hell are you peeing at?"

"You go over there and see if there's a woman's face on the water?" "No," I said.

Hearing this, both of their faces changed. One of them said, "It can't be that bad. A woman died while jumping from a lake in the sky!" Thus, the two of them pushed each other, not daring to look. In the end, the two of them fearfully walked over, holding hands.