48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng approached the quarrel, where a gypsy entertainer was stopping between a Jewish family and several fierce and powerful men.

“You guys are going too far, the man in this family fell off the scaffold, can't work for the last two months, can't pay the rent half a month late, must I kick him out?” Gypsy entertainers are dissatisfied.

Zhang Heng also noticed the male owner of the family, with wooden planks on his legs, and their furniture luggage was dragged out and thrown on the road. The family looked sad.

Said that the furniture baggage actually used garbage to describe it seemed fine. A broken wooden bed, a messy pot, bowl, ladyspoon, and a missing sofa. I don't know where I got these things. The dirty wooden carved pony in the girl's hand was probably her only toy.

“Pay on time, that's the rule here.” The hunchback man headed, “we are all reasonable people, you can ask their family, I have given him a week's grace before, there is no reason to give him another week, I tell you the house here is very tight, they don't rent people, there is no reason to lose money for nothing. ”

“But they already live here...”

The hunchback man waved impatiently, "I don't care how long they lived here. I don't run a relief home. If I don't have the money, I go to sleep on the street. ”

“Your heart is too harsh. There's a child here. ”

“I just don't like this kid because he's too young to go to the factory or work in the mine. Even if I put my life into borrowing money to make up for this month's rent, what can I do? The rent for next month is still missing, and the money I owe isn't there yet. When the debtor blocks the door again, I'll rent to new tenants and cause trouble. ”

Humbleback man coldly said, “There is already a Welsh family that has come to see this room, but there are two adult men in the family, husband and eldest son both have a strong one, although the youngest son is thin, but can get into the chimney, sweep the chimney to make money, the hostess sells flowers during the day and receives guests at night, it won't be long before someone can save enough money to buy this house completely, if you choose what I will do? ”

Gypsy entertainers are a little stuck at the moment.

The camel-back man looked at him again and said, "What, are you new here? Yes, you're not new here. How could you possibly mind this nonsense? Look around their neighbors. Does anyone talk to them, give you a piece of advice, want to survive here, or just mind your own business. ”

“No, I can't ignore it now that I see it.” Gypsy entertainer, he opened his wallet and pulled eight shillings out of it, “Here you go, this is two months rent, I helped them out," she pointed back at the man, “two months later he can work, and naturally he can pay you the rent again. ”

This time it was the camel-back man's turn. He seemed to be in hesitation. He stood there for a while, his little eyes flashing. Half a while later, he still collected the money. To the crippled man, “Lucky for you, let's go. ”

When their group left, the Jewish family thanked the gypsy entertainers for living there. They had met completely. They had never met before and had no affair. It was hard to imagine that they would give such a large sum of money for them.

However, the gypsy entertainer thought about it and took a half pound gold coin out of his wallet and put it in the little girl's hand, winking at her, “Don't worry, your father's leg will be fine, and his life will be fine. ”

“This…” The mistress was completely stunned, and she could not have imagined that a stray gypsy entertainer was half a pound.

But when she wanted to say something else, the kind Gypsy entertainer had turned around behind the organ and the latter quickly disappeared into the streets.

Side by side Zhang Heng witnessed what was happening. He thought a little, or followed the gypsy artist.

He saw the figure carrying the organ walking through the crowd at a light pace, sometimes stopping in front of the salmon stall and chatting with the boss. The last time Zhang Heng saw each other, the gypsy entertainer was squatting in front of a drunk man and watching him wave his arms cursing the bad factory owner and greedy woman.

Then Zhang Heng lost track of the gypsy salesman.

Zhang Heng stood in front of a crossroads, raised his eyebrows and had to say that this terrible area and layout in the East Side was indeed a good place to get away.

However, Zhang Heng is not very angry when he sees people lose their tracks. Anyway, he just wants to remind each other that people are gone, and he doesn't even need to remind them.

Zhang Hengzheng was going to turn around and leave, but he saw the gypsy artist not far behind.

The latter is walking in his direction, no, more precisely towards him, because the artist's eyes have been staring at Zhang Heng, instead of putting it on others.

“Are you following me? ”

“Technically, I'm trying to remind you that you're being targeted.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Why should I trust you?” Gypsy entertainers shrugged their shoulders, "and the place was filled with thieves and liars and all sorts of reckoned guys. ”

Zhang Heng didn't explain anything, he just made a gesture.

However, the gypsy artist did not leave immediately, but turned his eyes and said, "Do you have any suggestions? ”

“My advice is… don't get caught.” Zhang Hengdao, “you revealed when you solved the family's difficulties before, that's when they targeted you. ”

“Ha, that rent guy, he's not a good guy at first glance. ”

“Actually, it's not necessarily him, he's obviously very familiar with the area and knows a lot of people, maybe someone else to follow you. ”

“It's a hassle, actually, I only brought a pound this time out, and the rest is my dinner and carriage fare.” The gypsy entertainer was talking about seeing a bunch of strangers suddenly coming out of the alley on the other side of the street, one of them pointing at him, "Don't run, thief! Return the wallet you stole from me. ”

The gypsy entertainer was rejoiced when he heard the rumors. The group's ability to reverse the black and white was good. He obviously came to grab his wallet. Instead, he took a bite. He also made it clear that he was telling others not to interfere. He saw the group coming up again. He said to Zhang Hengdao, "Your suggestion seems to be a little late. Any other ideas? ”

“Yes.” Zhang Hengdao took off his coat and handed it to the gypsy artist, “Take it for me. ”

The latter frowned or took the coat Zhang Heng bought from the old clothing spot for 10 pence.

“Just knock everyone down, there's no cops here anyway.” Zhang Heng moved a faint wrist.