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The tall black shadow raised his leg and threw the little beggar to the corner of the room, and pushed Qin Mu hard. Qin Mu staggered back two steps and sat down on the doorstep. He was about to roll out of the door and shout for help.
But unexpectedly, a "bang" sound came from inside, and the black shadow fell to the ground by itself.
Qin Mu was slightly startled. Seeing that the black shadow on the ground was no longer moving, he retreated to the door first, then shouted in a low voice: "Xiaoqiao, Xiaoqiao, how are you? Come out quickly..."
There was a slight rustling sound from the corner of the house, and then a small shadow crawled out. Qin Mu carried her out of the house and asked, "Are you hurt?"
Shake your head.
Qin Mu gave him a slap in dissatisfaction: "Open your mouth and talk. If you dare not say anything when I ask you next time, I will roast you and eat you!"
nod.
Qin Mu originally wanted to give her another brain axe, but he couldn't bear to do it again. This little beggar was just grateful for a piece of cake from him, but when he was in danger, she rushed to him regardless of her own safety. Qin Mu couldn't help but feel a little touched.
"Wait here, don't make any noise, I'll go in and take a look."
"do not go... ... ... "
"Don't worry. If he wants to kill me, I've already died once before. And from his tone just now, it seems that he recognizes me. If I don't recognize him, won't I be at a disadvantage? Be good and wait here."
After Qin Mu finished speaking, he coughed twice and walked in with heavy steps: "Brother, you seem to recognize me. I came here just to stay for one night. I have no ill intentions."
No echo.
Qin Mu squatted down and sniffed his breath. He was still breathing, so he must have fainted. There was a foul smell coming from this man. Out of curiosity, Qin Mu dragged him to the door with great effort and took a look in the moonlight that slanted in.
Damn! It's true that enemies always meet. Who else could this man be but the strong man who fought against the East Factory thugs in Meixianglou that day
Great! You have come to this day, I will kick you while you have diarrhea!
After a few fierce kicks, Qin Mu finally let out a sigh of relief. I have had a big bump on my head for the past ten days. Is it easy for me? Just a few kicks will not do. You have to pay for my medical expenses.
Qin Mu endured the stench and began to feel around the big man. He was hot all over, with knife wounds on his abdomen, shoulders, and legs.
Probably in order to avoid the pursuit of the Dongchang thugs, he had no way to buy medicine for treatment, and his wounds had become inflamed and festered. The foul smell on his body came from these wounds.
After finding some small change, Qin Mu closed the door of the ancestral hall and took the little beggar away. When they reached the street corner, the little beggar asked in a low voice, "Master, where are we going?"
Qin Mu paused, thinking of the big man who was still able to fight a group of Dongchang men even though he was injured. He was really a tough guy. In this world, tough guys are very valuable.
"Are you hungry?"
nod.
Explosive millet.
"... ... ... .Hungry."
Qin Mu immediately covered the silver he had just touched, just like a miser covering his coffin before dying: "You're hungry again after just eating a pancake? Do you know that some girls don't eat for three days to lose weight? With your figure, I don't know how many people will envy you to death. You have to maintain a good figure. Do you understand?"
Shake your head.
Explosive millet.
The banks of the Qinhuai River become more beautiful as the night goes on. The singing in the brothels is as soft as sex and is very captivating.
The streets are crowded with people, even busier than during the day.
Qin Mu took the little beggar to the street for a big meal, then went to a pharmacy to buy some medicine, had someone prepare it, and then returned to the ancestral hall.
After working for half an hour, they finally fed the medicine to the big man and treated his wounds.
It was probably a rare occasion for the little beggar to have a full meal or a safe place to rest. His bright eyes were half closed and he looked like he was "dying".
The night in March was still a little chilly. Qin Mu wrapped her with a piece of red cloth from the altar and said softly, "Go to sleep. We have to leave before dawn tomorrow."
The little beggar forced himself to open his eyes and look at him, as if to make sure whether he would sneak away alone in the middle of the night, and then he hid under the altar and went to sleep.
Qin Mu weighed the silver in his hand. A lot of it was spent on buying medicine, and there was only about one or two taels left. Well, no matter what, at least he wouldn't have to worry about going hungry tomorrow.
The next day, Qin Mu got up at five in the morning and started doing push-ups, squat jumps, and sit-ups. Although scabs had begun to form on the back of his head, it would take some time for it to heal completely. His head ached during exercise, but he still persisted. This body was too weak. It would be difficult for him to defend his country, let alone his life. Qin Mu did not want to waste a day exercising.
The big man had woken up and watched him work silently. It was not until he stopped that the big man asked in a deep voice, "Why did you save me?"
Qin Mu subconsciously touched the back of his head and replied, "We really are in sync. I was just about to ask myself this question."
The big man looked at him with complicated eyes and stopped talking. Yang Yi patted the little beggar's head and said, "It's getting late. We have to leave before daybreak."
When they reached the door, Qin Mu stopped and picked up the smallest piece of silver from the loose change and threw it to the big man: "The rest is your compensation for part of my medical expenses. Remember, it's only a part. Your hammer not only killed me once, but also made me homeless. If you don't compensate me with the full 100,000 taels, I will never let you go. Now you know why I saved you, right?"
After leaving the ancestral hall, Qin Mu took the little beggar and started running again, exercising, exercising hard. It was not until dawn that he took the little beggar straight to the pancake stand of yesterday.
"Auntie Li, come... uh, how many do you want to eat?"
The little beggar hesitated for a moment, then carefully stretched out three fingers. Qin Mu handed all the silver on his body to Aunt Li and said, "Auntie, then give me five."
"It doesn't take that much silver. Sir, take back the rest."
"Even yesterday's."
"You don't need that much. I can't make that much money even if I sell pancakes for ten days." The kind-hearted lady refused and refused to accept the money. She gave Qin Mu two pancakes yesterday because he had a local accent and he was dressed cleanly and was a scholar, so she inevitably liked him more. That was all.
"Auntie, I told you that the two pancakes you bought yesterday are worth at least a hundred gold pancakes. This is just the interest I paid you in advance."
Hearing Qin Mu's firm tone, the lady choked up and stopped talking.
The little beggar was probably too hungry to eat, so he quickly finished the three pancakes without wasting any leftovers. Qin Mu couldn't help but think of the "flowers of the motherland" in later generations, whose parents would chase them around the house after they had a meal, "Good boy, have another bite."
Shit! Try starving him for two days. I think he will even eat dog shit.
Qin Mu patted the little beggar's head and said, "Just wait here, Auntie. I'll go make some money and come back, and then we'll continue eating pancakes."
The little beggar grabbed his sleeve and looked at him with his bright eyes without blinking.
"Don't worry, I won't abandon you because of the bite you made last night. You are a little girl, and it is not convenient for you to go to where I am going today."
The little beggar asked pitifully, "Where are you going?"
"Brothel."
Can you make money in a brothel? Aren’t brothels always places for spending money
Could it be that Young Master Qin intends to use his unbreakable golden spear technique to make the girls pay for him
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ps: Is it true, with these number of clicks and recommendations, ah... Dear uncles passing by, please have mercy on me, recommend and collect my books, and help me to make it to the new book list. Sister Guanyin will bless you all to win five million!
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