Be Careful General's Wife!

The three scholars, under the gaze of the public, said aloud three times: "I was wrong, I just talked nonsense again." And then he left in dismay.

As soon as they left, Yun Qingyang sat down and continued to drink tea.

"Madam, Mr. Yun is really a good man who knows right from wrong." Qiuju's eyes were bright, and she was very fond of the cloud.

Shen Wan smiles and doesn't speak. He looks at Yun Qingyang, who is drinking tea. He is really good.

When the tea was almost finished and there was still some tea left, Shen Wan asked the waiter for a piece of oil paper, wrapped the rest of the cake in oil paper, and then both the master and servant went out of the teahouse together.

As soon as he left the teahouse, Shen Wan saw a little beggar with a broken pottery bowl squatting under the wall. The little beggar's hair was as messy as a chicken's nest, his face was black and dirty, his bare little feet were covered with mud, and he was wearing rags full of patches. He looked at the passers-by with a pair of dark and bright eyes, and his mouth opened and closed, as if to say: "OK, please! Please, please

Other little beggars are running after the well-dressed people. When they ask for money, they just squat down and don't chase people.

Shen Wan went straight to him and stood in front of him.

Seeing someone standing in front of him, the little beggar raised his dirty face, held up the broken bowl in his hand, and whispered, "madam, please do me a favor! I haven't eaten for three days. "

There is no exaggeration in his words. He has not eaten for three days. Although he got some food these three days, he gave them to Wei Jiang.

Qiu Ju bent over and said with a smile to the little beggar, "these are all for you." Then she put the cake wrapped in oil paper into the little beggar's bowl.

Looking at the little beggar, Qiuju couldn't help feeling distressed, because most of the children who begged in the street had no parents or families. At the beginning, if it wasn't for his wife who saved her, she might have been on the street like this little beggar.

The little beggar smelled the sweet smell of the dim sum, swallowed his saliva and said, "thank you, madam, thank you, miss."

"Put your hands out." Qiuju rushes to the little beggar.

What is your hand for? Although the little beggar was puzzled, he still held out his hand. The back of his hand was dirty, but the palm was white.

Qiuju untied the money bag, took out a dozen copper plates and put them in the hands of the little beggar.

As soon as the little beggar's eyes brightened, it was the first time he had asked for so much money. Great. Today they can not only eat enough, but also buy medicine for Weijiang! Wei Jiang's leg is rotten because it has not been medicated.

"Thank you, miss!"

Shen Wan glanced around and saw that all the beggars nearby were looking this way. Then she lowered her head and whispered to the little beggar, "go home quickly!"

Otherwise, the copper plate and snacks will be robbed. This little beggar is only seven or eight years old. Those beggars are older than him. It's easy to rob him.

"Well..." The little beggar nodded and got up. He had to go back early. He stuffed the copper and pastry into his arms and ran down the street with a bowl in his hand. After spending some time in the street, he knew that the beggars in the street were covetous for his coins and snacks.

Because he has been paying attention to whether there are other beggars following him, he did not notice for a moment, and unexpectedly bumped into a well-dressed man. As the force is mutual, he also sits on the ground when he bumps into a person.

"The damn little beast has no eyes!" The costume was a kick to his body, and he was kicked to the ground.

"Ouch..." The little beggar let out a pain, and quickly arched his body and covered his head with his hands, because he knew that he was going to be beaten.

"How dare a small animal without long eyes to bump into my son and dirty his clothes." The well-dressed man, as he spoke, kicked the little beggar on the ground with his foot.

With the boy behind him, dogleg's way: "Shizi Ye kicked well, kicked well."

"Oh, it's the eldest son of Anding Hou! I'm afraid the little beggar is finished today. "

"Yes! The little beggar, too. It's not good to bump into anyone, but to this bully. "

The passers-by looked at the little beggar on the ground sympathetically. Who knows that murongde, the eldest son of the anding Marquis, is a man with a constant heart and a ruthless hand. Today, this little beggar has to take off his skin if he does not die.

Qiuju heard the curse, followed the reputation to see a big man, is kicking a child, the child is just a small beggar.

"Madam, it seems that there is something wrong with the little beggar," she said

Shen Wan turned to have a look, then walked quickly past.

"Stop it." After approaching, Shen Wan gave a big drink.

The onlookers heard someone yelling to stop. They thought it was someone who had come. They dared to ask murongde to stop. They did not know that it was a young woman with little background.

On hearing this, Murong de turned to see who was in charge of his business? I saw a woman with a certain beauty, who came to me in a fierce manner.