Chapter 511: (1/2)

The skinny girl watched the blood cake that was thrown back in front of her again, looked at the figure that had already left, and wanted to stand up and thank her, but her thighs as thin as a tree trunk were totally uninteresting.

The plan will not change, and I don’t know which way to go. Bai Ji is a little tired, hungry and a little bit accustomed to it, her head is dizzy, she wants to sleep, since If you are a beggar refugee, then go to the village and act as if you can. Bai Ji looked around, just to see a pavilion with no roof on the side of the road, but unfortunately, it was already full.

A big man was snoring loudly, lying on the straw at this moment.

”Hey, wake up, wake us up.” The big man who sleeps more dead than a pig can naturally not be awakened by a few breeze.

”Hey, how can you sleep better than a pig?” Bai Ji was full of disgust, took off her shoes, and kicked the man's rough face very unfriendly. What do you eat? A factory mu playing ”Hahaming...” The drooling man was awakened by a shake of teasing. ”Snow, blood cake?” ? Where is the blood cake? He looked at the pink feet in front of him in a daze, and subconsciously leaned over.

”Go away, is it disgusting? I haven't taken a bath for a few days, so dare to touch us?” Bai Ji's black-bellied smiling face collapsed completely, covering her nose, and stepping on the big man's face with one foot. Corner.

”Hey, get up, get out, this is ours.” Bai Ji said coldly.

”Huh?” The big man was taken aback, and touched his nose a little funny. On this street, for the first time, he saw Lengtouqing dare to grab this ‘dragon bed’ with his Scarface, newcomer?

”Didn't you understand? Let's let you get out.

……Yes. .KN Shin Ji’s words seemed magical. The big man kept his eyes on, then stood up voluntarily, walked to the entrance of the pavilion very obediently, squatted, and rolled out like a ball.

”Ah Ming, Wumu Xiumi~ Good night, Miss Moon.” After vacating her position, Bai Ji patted the dust slightly, and the tight black robe lay down, curled up like a squirrel, and soon passed. There was an orderly sound of breathing.

”Miss, wait for the old... hey, listen to my advice, the vitality of those refugees is tenacious, and they can't starve to death for a while. This is just finished eating, you can stop for a while.” Outside the broken wooden wall There was a thin conversation, and then, two figures appeared on the road one after another.

”It doesn't feel good to be hungry, isn't it.” After the hoarse and low voice of the old man, there was a delicate and crisp voice of a girl, his tone full of worry.

”Hey, old slave, I know, Miss, you are kind.” Looking at the girl with braided long hair in front of him, the rickety old man sighed. ”But it's not a problem that you have been raising them like this, they don't. I won't be grateful to you.

”I don't mean to make them grateful.” The girl shook her head, her face firm. ”I'm just doing what I can do, doing my best.

”Hey, miss, listen to the old slave. If we still have surplus food, it is not a bad thing to be kind and good, and the old slave does not expect anyone to thank us, but the food in our family is already stretched, and the warehouse will soon bottom out. Yes, but those refugees are nothing. ”You always say that you won't give it next time and keep some food for yourself, but when will it be next time? ? ”

... The girl was silent, looked at the stars in the sky, and sighed deeply. ”You” miss, it's better, let's go back. ”The old man sighed. ”A person's power is limited after all, isn't it?” ”

”.Go... the girl shook her head bitterly. ”Where can I go back?” My home is gone, isn’t it? Even, I haven’t had time to see my father and younger brother for the last time. Now how can I have the face to go back? There is no place to be called home for a long time.

”Miss... don't you still have a elder brother? The eldest master is still there.”

”No, I can't go back.” The girl shook her head like a drum. She was silent for a long time. She glanced over the road inadvertently, slightly surprised.

”Isn't this, the uncle who likes to sleep inside the wooden wall? How could he show up on the side of the road?” The girl covered her mouth in surprise.

”Why are you sleeping on the side of the road? Did nothing happen?” The girl was a little confused and spared the uncle who was lying on the ground, and walked into the pavilion made of a few rotten woods with some curiosity.

In the moonlight, she saw the girl curled up on the straw, as if she wanted to hug the last warmth of her body as much as possible.

It's a girl, and it's still a very young kind.

Leaning on the outline of the body, the girl recognized it.

Is she also a refugee here? Why did he appear here? Could it be that the overbearing uncle was kind enough to let this homeless little girl live in her ‘mansion’?

Alone? No companions, no relatives, parents, etc.?

Most of the refugees that girls see bring their families to move here, and they are completely moved here one by one. There are few people alone, even if there are adults who can survive alone, why are there such small children without parents? What? Did she wander here alone?

Driven out by the family, fall in family status, or accidental death of both parents, the young and inexperienced girl has to learn to take care of herself and learn to be strong. The original house no longer has a place for her, so she has to wander away alone. , Lonely wandering.

In just a few seconds, the girl made up a touching and tearful storyline.