Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 272

"Then I'll have to spend the rest of my life in guilt and regret. Who wants that?"

The child was deeply dissatisfied and grumbled inwardly, but he still bought a bowl, some side dishes and noodles and went to find the owner of the voice.

It was a shame not to buy a bowl. People here don't use bamboo tubes. The child wanted to return it later to exchange for money, but the stall owner wasn't happy to let her. He said he didn't know what she would do with the bowl. What if she used it to feed the cats or dogs or scoop out dirt? How could he give it to another customer? If anyone found out, he would smash his sign.

Although no cat or dog would eat something so spicy!

But what he said made sense, so the child had to accept it.

She thought to herself, if the man was really injured, she would give him the bowl and noodles, and then help him find a doctor to see him. If the man was a liar, she would keep the bowl and noodles for herself and let him taste her fist.

The child did as the man said, going forward, right, and right again, and then he saw the wall!

She felt angry as if she had been fooled!

But the person used a secret voice transmission method, and the words were delivered directly into her ears, so she had no idea where the person was.

"What a fool! He only looks at the piece in front of him. He should have raised his head."

The child craned his neck and saw a swaying pole sticking out of a square opening under the roof.

This is also the difference between Wuzhou and their place.

Many houses in Wuzhou have a square opening under their roofs or on top of their walls, and no one knows what it is used for.

The child found the person and cursed him first: "You are the one who is stupid."

Then he asked, "How do I get up there?"

"Tsk, how petty! You won't even take a loss," the man muttered, rather dissatisfied, "Why don't you just jump on me?"

Child:……

"Why? You can't?"

"You can't!" the child said, "How can I jump with something in my arms?"

This wall is not the highest, but it is not the lowest either. If it were not far from the arena, the roof would definitely be full of people.

The child is not a grasshopper spirit. No matter how fast he jumps, it is impossible for him to jump directly to the roof by just bending his knees. What's more, his target is not the straight roof.

"No way? You're an alien after all, and you're stumped?"

The hoarse voice raised its voice in surprise.

The child was even more annoyed by the noise and said angrily, "So what? I'm an alien, not a flying man. It's normal that I can't jump very high!"

If she didn't hold the mask on, she could first climb up the wall, then up the roof, and then grab the roof to slide herself in.

But she was holding a bowl of soupy noodles. If she did that, even if she went up, there wouldn't be much noodles left. Not to mention it would easily stain her clothes.

She didn't bring many sets of clothes to begin with, and the one she wore in the last fight was no longer usable. If this one broke again, she wouldn't even have a change of clothes.

The child said irritably, "You only let me go up, why don't you come down?"

"Ahem, how can you say such cruel words with a normal mouth? Don't you remember? I'm seriously injured! How can I move?!"

The man started to act pitiful again, but the child didn't buy it and asked:

"Then how did you get up there?"

"Fighting with my last breath!"

This last breath was really long enough!

The child gritted his teeth, gathered his energy, turned around and went to the yard to borrow a ladder.

Although... without the owner's consent...

But she succeeded in getting up there, being so careful that not a drop of soup spilled. As soon as she poked her head out and tried to put the bowl in, she saw a familiar pair of blind eyes, so she immediately moved down with the bowl in her hand.

I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be the one who said "Good People Will Have a Peaceful Life".

"Hey, hey, hey, don't move, or I'll flip the ladder over!"

She reached out viciously and pushed the ladder outwards, not at all trying to scare anyone.

The child was already a little afraid of heights, and now he hates heights even more!

Pulling away the ladder when someone is climbing up the roof is as hateful as stealing toilet paper when someone is taking a shit.

After one stick of incense, the good man started to eat the noodles contentedly.

The child's eyes were black and blue, and he huddled to the side, hugging his legs, staring at her and the pile of bowls!

fraud!

It turns out to be a liar!

What do you mean by being chased and beaten, and being seriously injured? It's obvious that his voice became hoarse because he ate too much spicy noodles!

"Liar! Liar! All of them are liars!"

The child grumbled indignantly, but she didn't dare to shout out in dissatisfaction because the man beat her as if it were a game!

"That's not the way to say it," Good People's Life is Peaceful said vaguely while chewing noodles, "It's true that I was chased and beaten. I just stole a few bowls of noodles, and those stall owners were not happy. They chased me everywhere. I finally found such a quiet place. I haven't eaten anything since last night. I'm starving!"

From last night till now, isn’t it just that breakfast is a little late?

"How many bowls did you steal? It was clearly dozens of bowls!" The child thought she was not only a liar, but also a robber.

"Go! How could all of this be stolen? Many were given to me by kind-hearted people, like you. But those people were much more straightforward than you, and their skills were better than yours. They didn't even need to steal anyone's ladder to get up here."

Doesn't this bring up the child's guilty conscience?

"I didn't mean to steal! There's no one here!"

"Is there anyone you would lend me?"

"……Won't!"

How can I borrow this? Should I tell them that there is a nasty weirdo hiding on your roof and she is only breathing her last breath. Should I go and bring her some noodles?

Why don't you arrest me as an accomplice and send me to the authorities?

The child ignored her and said, "You've eaten the noodles and been beaten, can you let me go?"

"No." Good People Have a Peaceful Life wiped his mouth and flatly refused.

"Why?!" Now it was the child's turn to shout.

"Because I'm a good person," she said seriously, "a kind person who knows how to repay kindness. You gave me noodles, so I have to thank you."

Child:……

She touched her dark eye sockets and said, "Sanwen's peace, come on."

"No, I don't want to give you this. The account is not right."

"Why not? A small bowl costs three cents, a large bowl costs five cents. That's the price. If you don't want to pay, just let me go."

The child tentatively crawled towards the exit, but was stopped by her with a stick. He had to listen to what she said:

"You said the price of the transaction, but you didn't say the price of kindness. It's easy to give a few coins to a beggar, but it's hard to send it with all the effort. I've approached many people, but when they heard how much trouble it was, they thought my words were rude and refused to come. Some came but treated it like alms, but few are like you..."

"I'm the only one who gets beaten up right away," the child interrupted her. "Don't lie to me with these lies. Don't think I'm stupid."

"Is it foolish to maintain a sincere heart? If that were the case, I would only wish that everyone in the world were foolish," she sighed. "Unfortunately, there are not many good children like you in this world nowadays."

The child who was suddenly touched on the head: "Is... is that so?"

"Why would I lie to you? You're so stingy you can't even spend two cents. What good can I get from lying to you?"