The First Order

After talking with nonsense, Ren Xiaosu went to the kitchen and turned around. There were not many rice barrels, and Ren Xiaosu also specifically looked at the trash in the kitchen. Even the trash did not see a little oily, indicating that these children The living conditions in the orphanage are really poor.

Nonsense followed and said, "Do you know why I couldn't bear to use Zhang Baogen? Just because he showed the essence of kindness? No, or more than that."

Ren Xiaosu turned back and listened quietly.

He only listened to nonsense and continued, "Actually Zhang Baogen himself is a child, and he hasn't really seen how the world is like, so he was imprisoned in the psychiatric hospital. Fortunately, Qing's kindness is a little benevolent in the consortium. Yes, just observing their status and not hurting them."

"When Zhang Baogen came here, he was poor and poor. Some time ago, a child said that he wanted to eat dumplings. When the child was three years old, he was thrown at the door of the welfare home. Until now, he is only twelve years old. He only remembers one kind of celery. Pork-flavored dumplings are his only memories of his original home. He doesn’t even remember what his mother looked like, but he still remembers the taste of dumplings."

"Zhang Baogen didn't have any money, so he went to the market to pick up the celery leaves that others lost. He also asked the meat seller to give him some fat that others didn't want, and he didn't know how he did it. The other party really gave him a little. ,” Hu said with a smile: “The welfare home was the same as the New Year’s Day. Later, Zhang Baogen went out to do odd jobs, helping others to wipe the car or something to earn a little money, and then every time he made money, he bought meat and came back to eat for the children. He didn't taste it at all."

"This time, if the amount of cotton coats is not too large, and if it is not the child who already has frostbite on his hands, he will probably not go to the end and take the risk of killing. Do you know what I value him most? After he arrived here, it was true He wants to cut off the killings of the past and take good care of the children. He also wants to eat meat, but he can also be very happy to watch the children eat."

Ren Xiaosu said: "Aren't you rich, why not buy something for the children."

Nonsense, looking at Ren Xiaosu, said: "Don't mention this to me. The kid in the altar took so much gold, but in the end, he didn't give it to me at all. He said that I want to keep it for you. , What money! I started with a bit of savings, but you don’t know how much this group of children can eat. As the saying goes, half-sized children, eating dead old men, I was so poorly eaten by them!"

Ren Xiaosu froze: "Are you so poor?"

"What's wrong with the poor?" Nonsense turned black: "No money can buy happiness!"

Ren Xiaosu said for a moment: "You have too little money, so you can't buy happiness!"

He turned and went out. At noon the next day, he came back with more than ten pounds of good pork and dozens of pounds of celery. Zhou Yingxue was carrying a large bag of flour behind him, and the children in the whole orphanage cheered.

This time, even nonsense followed everyone in making dumplings. Ren Xiaosu used two black knives to perform fancy chop dumpling fillings for the children, which drew applause from the children. Ren Xiaosu was very proud.

When the celery and pork dumplings came out of the pan, Zhou Yingxue stood next to the pan, but the children did not scramble. Under the direction of Zhang Baogen, they lined up in a regular manner. Everyone carried a small bowl, the girl was in front, the boy was in Later, younger ones come first, and older ones come later.

When all the children had eaten, Zhang Baogen came over with a bowl embarrassed.

Zhou Yingxue smiled and gave him a full bowl, Zhang Baogen also thanked Zhou Yingxue.

After eating, the children sat on the chairs with their stomachs round and round. They hadn't eaten meat for too long and couldn't stop eating.

A child smiled at Zhang Baogen: "Uncle Baogen, blow us a bubble!"

Zhang Baogen thought for a while, and then blow out a magpie casually.

But the children looked disgusted: "Uncle Baogen, why are you smelling like celery and pork today?"

...

After leaving the welfare home, Zhou Yingxue walked next to Ren Xiaosu and asked, "Master, you are quite humane today."

"What is human taste," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "It's just goodwill for a while. I asked myself if I couldn't guard this group of children like Zhang Baogen."

"That's better than nothing," Zhou Yingxue said with a sneer. "In this world, it's very different to have a touch of humanity. But why haven't you reserved some money for them?"

"Without us, they were as happy as they were," Ren Xiaosu said. "In the beginning, I wanted to leave a million directly, but then I think maybe nonsense is right. Happiness here has nothing to do with money. And Qin Sheng He and Zhang Qingxi will solve the capital problem here, so we don't need to do more."

From last night to today, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt a moment of tranquility.

After arriving in Los Angeles, his nerves were tense, and he was always alert to the ubiquitous enemies, but this world should not be like this. Suddenly, he was a little looking forward to world peace.

Just as another wave of chaos subsided in Los Angeles, a group of more than 20 people were coming in the direction of Los Angeles.

The head of the man covered with red cloth is the knight Wu Dingyuan.

Originally, he took the students to travel as planned, but as a result, the trip was only halfway through, and he was informed of the Los Angeles crisis, so he could only bring the students back.

But when passing the Kong barrier, the road was only a short rest, but the vehicles were all destroyed by people with ulterior motives, and they could only walk on foot.

Wu Dingyuan knew that this was someone deliberately delaying the time for his return, but he did not go to Kongshi Theory for anything. Now that the matter had come, the knight must treat every consortium as a hypothetical enemy.

When they were 300 kilometers away from Luocheng, Wu Dingyuan suddenly stopped, he looked at the vanilla and the old man playing sugar painting in front of him.

Vanilla smiled and said: "Anjingsi vanilla."

The old man introduced himself while boiled: "Anjingsi Tanghua dragon."

Wu Dingyuan frowned: "Anjing Temple is going to be an enemy of my knight? Have you considered the consequences?"

Vanilla explained with a smile: "This is also the reason why we are here. We have no intention of being an enemy to the knights, and we don’t want to kill evil in Luocheng, so we don’t enter the barriers, just hope that Wu Dingyuan will also accompany us to chat here. ."

"If I can't say that," Wu Dingyuan looked cold: "Then you will threaten me with the students behind me?"

"No, no," Vanilla shook her head: "I vanilla is not such an indiscriminate killing of innocent people, but the two of us deal with you alone, you really can't go away."

Wu Dingyuan stood still, and he suddenly realized that the people in Luocheng were probably going to start.