When she came out of Duan's house, Shen Ruolan had a house deed, a land deed, and a contract on her.
Mrs. Duan sent a housekeeper's wife to take her to the house.
The house is located on Sishui Street, but it is not the center of the street, but the north end of the street a little bit off. The house has two entrances, front and back, and a row of four facades in front. It may be because the location is remote, it has not been rented out, and it is still vacant. It was dirty inside, and the windows were nailed up, as if it hadn't been used for a long time.
The four main rooms in the back have all kinds of furniture and things inside. Although they are all old, they are thousands of times better than the shabby ones in the backer's house!
After reading it, Shen Ruolan locked the house and went to the rental house.
As for the house, she doesn't plan to tell her father for the time being, anyway, he already has a house to live in, so let them live there first, and tell him when he celebrates his birthday next month, to give him a surprise!
It's not far from the rental house, just over two miles away, Shen Ruolan walked casually looking at the street scene.
It's already February, and the weather is gradually getting warmer. Pedestrians walking on the street are no longer in a hurry and stretch their shoulders. On the street, it looks very comfortable.
Shen Ruolan also walked very slowly, strolling in the courtyard, strolling while walking.
Sishui Street is very lively, but the people who come here are all middle and lower classes in the county, and they all wear short clothes, and few of them are not patched.
On the other hand, Xinghua Street is much taller. Not only are the shops on both sides of the street built in style, but even the clothes and temperament of pedestrians are much better than Surabaya Street. What about servants
Of course, there are also poor people in poor clothes, all beggars and vagrants, all of them are emaciated and listless.
For beggars, Shen Ruolan has always held two extreme views.
For those who are lazy and would rather beg than work, she thinks that they deserve to be hungry. Anyway, she sees those big and round young men begging for food, even if they kowtow to her and call her grandma, she will not give up. , and those who rely on begging to collect money, even mutilate children, and use children to beg, she thinks they should be damned, and she has dealt with those damned beggar leaders in her previous life!
However, for those who are really unable to work and can only beg to maintain their lives, she is very sympathetic and caring. Every time she sees disabled or elderly beggars, she will generously donate and help them as much as possible. At that time, even knowing that they might be used and manipulated by others, she couldn't help but want to give alms.
Compared with modern times, there were much more beggars in ancient times. There were ten or eight beggars on almost every street. Shen Ruolan gave alms while walking. When she stretched out her hand, she would give her a hard look, and walk away without taking anything away. If she met children, the elderly, or the disabled, she would give a few pennies. Although it was not much, it was at least enough for them to buy two steamed buns.
"Miss, please do me a favor!"
A poor little boy tremblingly walked up to her, stretched out his dirty little paws, the child's clothes were thin, and his little face was frozen purple, Shen Ruolan looked very distressed.
In modern times, every family has one child. A child like this must be the treasure of the family. If you hold it in your hand, you may fall, and if you hold it in your mouth, you may melt. But in this low productivity, is there any contraceptive method? In ancient times, abandoned babies and abandoned children can be seen everywhere, and there are not a few of them who have to earn a living by themselves at such a young age.
Shen Ruolan looked at the little purple face, her heart softened, she took out a steamed bun from her bosom (space) and handed it over, "Eat it, sister steamed it herself, pork and cabbage stuffing, it's delicious .”
"Thank you sister!"
The little boy took the bun, smiled with his dry mouth, showing a row of small white teeth, then turned around, held the bun and ran while shouting: "Grandma, grandma, there are buns to eat, beautiful Sister gave it."
Not far away, in front of a dim sum shop, a gray-haired old lady was sitting on the ground with her body hunched over, looking exhausted and distressed.
Hearing the grandson's cry, the old lady raised her head and watched the child approaching, with a loving smile on her face: "Dong'er, thank you."
"Thank you, grandma, you can eat it. My sister said it's a meat bun stuffed with pork and cabbage. It's delicious."
The child sent the steamed stuffed bun to the old lady's mouth in a sensible manner. The old lady's dry lips twitched twice, and she turned her head: "Grandma is not hungry, Dong'er eats, Dong'er is full, so he can grow up quickly, So I can go out and find work..."
"No, grandma, eat. Grandma hasn't eaten all day. If you don't eat any more, you'll be starving." Dong'er held up the bun and insisted on delivering it to the old lady's mouth.
"Grandma is not hungry, really not hungry, let's eat something..."
The grandparent and grandson were in a stalemate when the shopkeeper of the dim sum shop came out aggressively.
"Go away, go away, two unlucky things, I said why today's business is so bad, and it's all given to you by the bad luck of the two of you!"
The old lady hurriedly said, "Don't be angry, we'll leave now."
As he said in his mouth, he hurriedly stood up from the ground, but he didn't know whether his legs were not flexible due to his age, or his legs were numb from sitting, so he didn't get up after several times. Dong'er held the bun in one hand and supported the old lady hard with the other. , eyes full of worry.
The shopkeeper of the dim sum shop saw that the old lady didn't get up after a few times, so she got impatient, raised her leg and kicked over: "Fuck you old thing, if you don't sit in so many places, you have to come and sit at the door of Lao Tzu, and take Lao Tzu away." It’s bad luck to sit anywhere.”
The old lady was bending over and getting up, when she was suddenly kicked, and without realizing it, she threw herself forward uncontrollably.
Dong'er was supporting her grandma, but she was also thrown to the ground by this external force, and fell heavily on the bluestone slab.
With a sound of 'gudong', both grandparents and grandchildren fell down together, and Xiaodong'er's small body was pressed down by the clumsy body of his grandma, making him cry 'oops'.
When the old lady heard her grandson's screams, she hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground to help her grandson, "Dong'er, Dong'er, how are you doing!"
The shopkeeper of the pastry shop sneered: "Look, how did things get up so fast now? You can really pretend to be an old man! Bah!"
Dong'er was helped up by the old lady, and there was a tinge of red on her little blue face. It was because her nose was bled, and the bright red blood trickled down her nostrils, staining her lips and chin red. up.
"Grandma, I hurt—"
After all, Dong'er was a child, and he bled again after being wronged. He was frightened, held back for a long time, threw himself into grandma's arms and began to cry.
While frantically helping her grandson stop the bleeding, the old lady coaxed him with sobs: "Don't cry, don't cry, grandma will buy you a piece of candy later..."
However, Dong'er still cried: "Grandma, the steamed stuffed bun is crushed and can't be eaten."
Shen Ruolan walked over, helped the old lady and Dong'er up, took out some clean cotton wool from her arms (space), and helped Dong'er stop bleeding.
"Be good, Dong'er. It's okay if the bun is broken. After a while, my sister will take you to a restaurant to eat meat."
Dong'er, who was crying sadly, heard the word 'eating meat', and the crying stopped abruptly. He blinked his big wet eyes, and said with a sob: "Sister, you want to take us to... . eat meat?"
Shen Ruolan smiled, nodded and said: "Not only will I take you to eat meat, but my sister will buy you cotton clothes later, otherwise Dong'er will be frozen, and there will be no one to take care of grandma."
After finishing speaking, she touched Dong'er's face and pointed to a willow tree in the distance, "Dong'er and grandma go over there first and wait for sister to go, she will come right away."
Dong'er nodded obediently, "Well, then Dong'er and grandma will go first."
Two figures, one old and one young, staggered away.
Shen Ruolan turned her head and said coldly to the manager of the pastry shop, "Losing money!"
The shopkeeper was taken aback: "What did you say?"
Shen Ruolan pointed to the bun on the ground, "I gave that bun to them, and now you broke it, you have to pay me back."
The shopkeeper laughed in disbelief: "Have you caught your head in the door? Have you come up with such a dirty way to extort money? Are you so talkative when you're an old man?"
Shen Ruolan took a step forward, closing the distance between the two of them: "So, you don't intend to pay?"
"I'll pay your father an egg!" The shopkeeper yelled arrogantly seeing that Shen Ruolan was just a little girl and didn't take her seriously at all.
As soon as the words were finished, there was a "slap", a loud slap on the shopkeeper's face, which could be heard in the whole street.
The shopkeeper covered his face and said incredulously, "Little bitch, how dare you hit me?"
Shen Ruolan snorted softly, as if watching a fly, "So what if I beat you? If you don't pay me the buns today, I will beat you up too!"
After finishing speaking, he kicked sharply and hit the shopkeeper's vitals. The shopkeeper was caught off guard, and the pain made him fall to his knees on the ground with a "wow", screaming like a pig.
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