5 The Little Beggar Girl (2/2)
Walking along the bustling street, Xiao Luo felt a lightness he had never experienced before. For a while, he couldn't explain why he was in such a mood. Perhaps it was because he had seen Zhao Mengqi's true nature, or could it be because he had left Huahai Corporation?
Not long after, he came to the entrance of a department store, and his gaze landed on a corner of the square.
There was a little girl in rags, about seven or eight years old. She was begging from the flow of tourists.
The little girl was unkempt, her long black hair so filthy and messy that knots had already started to form. Her legs were curved in an abnormal state, and her leg muscles were severely atrophied. She could not stand up and walk; she could only rely on her young and tender hands to slowly crawl forward like a poor little seal as she pushed along a chipped bowl.
Her long trouser legs dragged windingly on the ground. They were covered in dust and looked like two filthy rags. After a while, the little beggar girl crawled to his feet and shook the chipped bowl gently. The sound of coins clanking against the container rang out.
Xiao Luo lowered his head, and his gaze collided with the little girl. Although she was dirty and even emitted a pungent odor, her eyes were crystal clear and alert, so bright that they resembled the stars in the sky.
”Please, do a good deed and give me a few bucks!” The little girl said, hopefully.
Xiao Luo saw that she was pitiful, so he lowered the box, took out a two-dollar note from his pocket, and put it in the bowl.
”Thank you, mister. Buddha will bless you!” The little girl kowtowed and put her hands together palm to palm.
The people of Jiangcheng believed in the Buddha, and there was nothing wrong with the little girl's words of gratitude.
Xiao Luo thought she was very bright and quick-witted, so he then took out two ten-dollar notes and stuffed them into her pocket. ”Quickly go home and get your family to buy you something delicious.”
He truly felt that the little girl was pitiful. She was still so young but had to suffer like this.
”Home?”
The little girl's petite body trembled slightly, and her bright eyes became lifeless. She seemed to be mumbling to herself, or perhaps she was recounting her tale, ”I have no home now.”
She revealed a great sadness and loneliness despite her young age. Her eyes became red, forming two reddish circles.
Xiao Luo was puzzled. ”Everyone has a home and parents. Why don't you have a home?”
The little girl shook her head and then smiled staunchly, she changed the subject and said, ”You're a good person, thank you.”
After that, she moved her petite body with great difficulty and crawled away.
Xiao Luo thought this little girl was extraordinary; she had a story. After thinking about it, he quietly followed her...
She finally crawled into a gloomy alley, where a young man with an ugly and ferocious countenance was waiting.
Seeing her return, the young man put the knife he was playing with back into his pocket and walked up to the girl. He looked down at the chipped bowl that she used for begging and immediately flew into a rage. He kicked the little girl aside, ”Motherf*cker, you're knocking off after getting only this little bit of money? You motherf*cking brat don't want to eat today? ”
”You dare to stop begging? I'll teach you a lesson today!”
The angry young man had a fierce and sinister expression. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed toward her, grabbing the little girl's hair with one motion and raising her entire body into the air.
”It hurts.... it hurts ...”
Her feet were lifted off the ground, and the intense pain made her cry. She felt so aggrieved.
”Why are you crying? Hold it in!”
The young man slapped her with his hand. ”Pow.” He hit her again. Huge slaps landed on the girl's face in succession, with no concern for her at all.
She could only endure the pain, gritting her teeth to keep herself from crying out, but the tears kept overflowing. Her face was swollen and distorted.