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Chapter 137 Chapter 137 This Beggar Is Different

Gu Aman didn't know how the eldest princess concubine, who was judged infertile by countless imperial doctors, was pregnant.

She just knows.

For the current Qiming, what he needs to guard against is not only his father, but maybe his mother as well.

Does Liu Yuan know about this?

When it really came to a critical moment, Liu Yuan was the only one Gu Aman wanted to notify.

He should know.

Gu Aman pursed her red lips.

So even if the matter was settled, Qiming still didn't send it back.

The streets were bustling with pedestrians, and the old man who was carrying a burden and peddling Chaoshou yelled enthusiastically all the way.

Gu Aman lowered his head and walked forward in thought, not noticing the oncoming burden, when the old man told her to stop, it was already too late.

Gu Aman's head and face bumped against the burden, it wasn't heavy, but tears came from the pain.

The old man who sells Chao Shou was terrified, so he quickly put down his burden and came over to make amends, "Girl, are you alright?"

Gu Aman knew that he was reckless, so he didn't blame him, he just waved his hand to tell the old man not to care.

The old man was honest, and he wanted to take Gu Aman to the nearby medical center to have a look.

They stood in the middle of the road, and it took some time for them to go back and forth, and they blocked many pedestrians passing by by laying their burdens on the road.

There were more people around, urging the old man to get out of the way.

The old man was also anxious, worried about Gu Aman, and worried that his own burden would block the way, so he kept asking the people around him to accompany him.

Gu Aman was in severe pain, surrounded by people again, and subconsciously wanted to leave, but he was pulled by the old man again.

"Hey, hey, give way!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

"I know this woman. She likes to bump into other people's picks and extort money. You dare to look here, be careful and ask you for money later."

The sound was harmonious, but it was refreshing. The pedestrians who were urging the two to give way just now, heard that it would implicate themselves, so they hurriedly hid as far away as possible.

Some people even cast a sympathetic look at the old man.

A man with disheveled hair and the appearance of a beggar walked out of the crowd. He was the same beggar who gave Gu Aman the native dog.

The beggar lazily joked to the old man, "People heard that this girl is a blackmailer, and they almost ran away. Why are you still here, old man?"

The beggar smiled crisply, "Little old man, you were scared out of your wits, haha."

Hearing this, the old man raised his head and wiped the sweat from his brow, "Whether it was a scam or not, the little old man hit the girl on the head."

And he didn't feel that the girl in front of him was cheating at all.

No, squatting on the ground, tears rushing in pain.

The beggar smiled, but he stopped teasing the poor man who sells copying hands. He squatted in front of Gu Aman with a strange appearance like a frog, "Long time no see, we will see you soon."

Gu Aman covered the place where he was hit, his water-soaked eyes were like flourishing flower branches washed by rain, with tears in his eyes, a casual glance was breathtaking.

Now, even the red mark on the side of his forehead, it seems that the flowers on his face are charming and shy.

The beggar looked at the beauty and smiled more and more unscrupulously, "I'm so stupid to bump into other people's picks. I saw you twice, why are you so miserable both times?"

Gu Aman rubbed his tear-stained eyes, "You are different, every time I see you, you are so comfortable and lazy."

Gu Aman stood up slowly by himself, the old man next to him was still waiting, but this time he didn't rush forward carelessly, "Girl, are you okay?"

"fine."

Gu Aman smiled and waved his hands, "I was not careful, but I got you involved."

Gu Aman looked at the chaoshou pickers that were placed due to his fault, and the chaoshous that were originally wrapped into ingots lay neatly on the picket board with their stomachs upright.

Now it's in a mess, and I don't even know which one loves to take advantage of it, but took advantage of the chaos of the crowd just now to touch a few and leave.

Make a good copy of your hand, as if you have been ransacked by a thief.

Seeing this, Gu Aman looked down at his stomach, "It must be because I was so hungry just now, I didn't notice it, old man, can you cook me a bowl and make a hand."

The old man naturally responded again and again, he carried the burden and walked to the open space next to it, "Don't worry, girl, laughing at the old man's Chaoshou, it's big and delicious, once you eat it, you're sure to like it."

There is a stove on the other end of the pick. The old man pokes into the stove twice, and the flames rush up. When the water in the earthenware pot on it is boiled, the dough in the old man's hands is like a magic trick. Reality.

The Chao Shou wrapped with solid fillings swayed into the pot like a big white goose.

The old man's bowl of copying hands is really very good. There should be only a whole bowl of soup and water, but it is so swollen and piled up in the bowl.

As soon as the hot soup is poured, with a little bit of red oil, the fresh fragrance bursts out along with the wind.

The beggar next to him smelled it, and couldn't help taking two more sips. The topping made of fresh soup is delicious.

She patted her gurgling Wu Zang Temple, babbled twice, and was about to leave.

But he heard the girl who was sitting next to him and wanted to eat Chaoshou suddenly called him from behind, "You can go now, could it be that you dislike me for not giving you chopsticks?"

The beggar was taken aback.

He looked around to make sure there was no one else around, and then he pointed back at himself with a look of surprise, "Are you talking to me?"

Not really.

He is now a ragged and dirty beggar, and people who are dressed a little decently, walking by him, can't help but cover their noses and face, and avoid them.

This person actually beckoned himself to sit and eat Chaoshou?
The beggar looked at the old man next to him in a daze, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

The old man smiled honestly, "The little old man will give you a few more."

Waiting for the beggar to sit in front of the small stall in a daze, looking at the bowl full of red oil chao hands in a cloud of mist, and being pushed in front of him by a pair of graceful and soft catkins like piles of clouds and snow.

The beggar, who was scalding his tongue with the soup, swallowed a jujube whole, as if the three souls returned to their place.

Chaoshou is a bit delicious.

The girl in front of me was a little difficult to understand.

The beggar stirred the soup bowl in his hand with a spoon, and he looked at the girl opposite him tentatively, "Do you not like this food?"

"I usually eat it often."

The beggar nodded, "So you're tired of eating?"

Gu Aman laughed, "No one will get tired of delicious food."

"Is one bowl enough? Do you want to order a few more?"

If it was normal, the beggar would definitely not miss the pie in the sky, but today, under the pressure of various emotions, the beggar shook his head.

The last time I met this person, this person not only gave me snacks, but also gave me wine. This time I met him, he treated me to Chaoshou again.

The beggar bit his hand and looked at Gu Aman suspiciously, "Do you have other plans for me?"

"..."

Gu Aman's smile froze.

I'm afraid this person has some serious illness...

(End of this chapter)