Jiaolong Jue

They looked back and saw a female beggar dressed in rags, with many braids on her head and a face like three springs of snow, stretching out a plain hand to grab the back of the neck of a big fat man with a goatee in front of her. Pulling and shouting.

Two beggars, one tall and one short, squeezed in behind her, and they also joined in, punching and raising their legs to hit the fat man.

He Qinghe Li hurriedly separated from the crowd, stopped them and said sharply: "What are you doing! Why are you arguing?"

The female beggar held onto the back of the big fat man's collar and didn't let go. Qi Zhu lips scolded: "I'm queuing here. I didn't expect this fat man to bully me as a little girl. Squeeze in front of me!"

The two behind her also echoed.

The short and fat beggar frowned and said, "You fat man, you've been poking around for a bowl of rice porridge, are you blind? You actually added it to our young master!"

The tall and thin beggar stared and said, "It's... yes! Look at you...you are fat...you are fat...you are strong, you look like a pig. I don't know how many times you stuffed it before you can eat it. This is so shameless! Why don't I give...you an arhat kick! Kick you...with a smudge all over your face!"

The short fat beggar was not happy when he heard it, and he rolled his eyes and said, "I hit him with the sky cannon and his face was covered in smears, and you should be the Arhat who kicked him all over the ground to find his teeth!"

The tall thin man also rolled his eyes and said: "I... I was angry today, I kicked too high! What... What...!"

Seeing that there were so many of them, the big fat man was a little scared, so he wanted to leave, but he struggled a few times, and was held tightly by the young gang leader, unable to break free for a while.

He couldn't help saying angrily: "You stinky girl, when did I stop it? Isn't it just a bowl of gruel? You people bully me so much, I can't do it if I don't drink it! Hurry up and let go!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled hard again, only to hear a "tear" sound, and the ragged jacket was torn from the neckline to the back waist, revealing the fat all over his body.

The big fat man was a little annoyed, so he simply took off his rags and threw them into the arms of the young gang leader, pointing with his fingers: "You tore my clothes! Pay me quickly! Otherwise, I will..."

After all, he raised his fist to hit him, but before the woman made a move, his legs were hooked, and his obese body fell heavily to the ground.

The broken bowl in his hand was thrown far away.

He Qing could see clearly, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the tall beggar. The fat man hugged He Li's legs next to him, crying, "Where are you good people, did you see it? They beat me! Do you want to give me a hand?" I am the master, drive them all out! Woohoo"

While crying, he wiped his face with his hands, and a lot of the dust on his face was wiped off.

Just as He Li was about to vent his anger on him, he accidentally saw the fat man's face, was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but bend down to take a closer look.

Seeing He Li looking at him, the fat man looked at the ashes on his hands, and immediately understood what he meant, and quickly turned his head to cover his face with his hands.

Seeing his appearance, He Li understood even more. He smiled and stretched his hands away from his face, looked at him, then raised his head and waved at He Qing, and said with a smile, "Brother, come and see him!"

He Qing was standing in front of the tall and thin beggar, arguing with him, seeing He Li waving his hands to let him pass, he hurriedly came to them without knowing what happened.

Looking sideways at the big fat man, the big fat man hurriedly raised his hand and covered his face, got up to pick up the bowl to leave, but was stopped by He Qing, who also smiled and said: "Hehe, who did I think! This is not Zhu Yuanwai, the richest man in the east of the city." Did you smear your face with ashes just now, but I didn't recognize it, why did your old man come to our porridge factory to drink porridge?"

Outside Zhu's courtyard, still covering his face, trying to squeeze out, he muttered, "You, you, you mistaken me! I'm a beggar, not Zhu Fugui!"

He Qing was even more delighted when he heard this, grabbed him and laughed, "I didn't say you were Zhu Fugui, how did you know?"

He Li also came over, made fun of him on purpose, and bowed deeply: "He Li didn't know that Mr. Zhu would also pretend to be a poor man to come to the porridge factory to drink porridge. If there is a long way to go, please forgive him for neglecting him! Hehe"

Master Zhu covered his face with one hand, and waved the other hand repeatedly: "You're welcome! You're welcome! Let me go if you let go!"

Brothers He Qing and He Li's family is poor, and they are not unaffected by Zhu Fugui and other rich people around here. Today it is rare to meet Zhu Fugui disguised as a beggar to trick him into drinking porridge, and he is deliberately making fun of him. How can he let him go?

The two held him, one on the left and the other on the right, and came to the beggar woman.

He Qing yelled at her angrily: "Little girl, let him stand in front of you!"

The young gang leader rolled his eyes like autumn water, put his hands on his hips and said, "What are you doing! Although you own the porridge factory, I don't have to drink it, but I can't let him!"

The short beggar behind him also stared and said, "That's right! Even though you are a great benevolent person, our Young Master can't be angry with you!"

Beggar Gao also said: "That's right! No...can... be angry!"

He Qing deliberately said: "You guys! I just arrived here and I don't know him! He is the richest man in the east of our city, Mr. Zhu Fugui! You see, he has a lot of money, but his face is plastered and he is dressed in rags, pretending to be a beggar. It’s not easy to lie to porridge! Shouldn’t you be considerate and give way to Master Zhu? Haha”

Only then did the young leader understand what He Qing meant, and quickly changed his smiling face, retreated, and made room for Zhu Fugui, and raised one hand as a gesture of invitation.

He laughed and said: "So it's Master Zhu! Forgive the little beggar's blind eyes, please hurry up to invite Master Zhu! Hee hee"

Zhu Fugui couldn't tell the truth from the fakes for a while, and he couldn't leave if he wanted to, so he had to hesitate to get in front of the young gang leader.

Before he could stand still, he heard a burst of heroic laughter and said: "Tiantianpao Luohanlegs, you two idiots, you know how to fool around every day. Seeing Master Zhu come to Jiasai to cheat porridge and drink, it is extremely hard. How can you let him be an old man?" Always standing! Hee hee"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the second beggar say: "Master Zhu, please!"

"Zhu... please!"

Before Zhu Fugui understood what he meant, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a "plop".

He was about to get up and go, but two beggars, one tall and one short, stretched out their hands and pressed their shoulders, holding him from left to right. Zhu Fugui had no choice but to hang his head and not speak, and followed the flow of people, being carried forward by the two beggars.

Not long after, it was in front of the iron pot.

Zhu Fugui looked around at the two beggars, and the short beggar stared fiercely and said, "What are you looking at? Why don't you hand over the bowl quickly and let the master serve the porridge?"

The tall thin man also said: "Yeah...ah, you...don't...just come here...to cheat porridge and drink...you know? Just watch...what a fart!"

Zhu Fugui was overjoyed for a while, thinking: If you make a bowl of porridge to drink, you will not suffer so many crimes in vain!Thinking of getting up and being held down by the two beggars, he had to kneel and hand the bowl high.

The master who served the porridge had never seen this situation before, so he didn't know what it meant, and looked at him in a daze.

The short beggar next to him smiled and said: "Master, this man is the rich man in the east of the city, Mr. Zhu Fugui. He specially puts on makeup to trick porridge into drinking! He sees that you are all working hard, so he wants to kneel in front of you to express his gratitude." Yes! Hee hee"

The thin and tall beggar also smiled and said: "Yes... yes! Look at him... so polite! Please... trouble master, give... him an extra mouthful! Hehe"

Only then did the master understand, pouted, scooped up a spoonful of water for him, and poured it into a bowl.

Zhu Fugui looked at it in front of his eyes, but he didn't see a grain of rice. He felt dark, and then the two beggars let him go and went to get bowls of porridge for others.

He hurriedly took the opportunity to get up, took the bowl and was about to leave, but the porridge bowl almost hit the two people, only to see He Qing and He Li standing in front of him smiling.

He Qing pointed at the porridge cook and cursed loudly on purpose: "I said you have no eyesight, didn't you see that this is Zhu Fugui from the east of our city, Mr. Zhu? Why did you give him this white water?" What about porridge? No matter what, you should add some condiments to him!"

The master was so scolded that he couldn't find the door, and everyone heard it, and they all put their heads out to look, regardless of the porridge.

He Qing bent down and grabbed a handful of dust on the ground, and sprinkled it all in Zhu Fugui's bowl. Then, he clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Hey, that's right!"

Zhu Fugui saw that there was a layer of soil floating in the bowl, and felt annoyed. He didn't want to drink it, and he didn't dare to pour it, so he took it and wanted to go.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by He Li with both hands, with a playful expression on his face, he said with a smile: "Master Zhu, you old man can drink here! Don't let it get cold! It won't be good! Hehe"

Zhu Fugui couldn't swallow it, so he could only beg in a low voice: "He Qinghe Li, for the sake of our fellow villagers, please let me go! From now on, I will never dare to come again!"

He Qing said coldly: "Hmph! Zhu Fugui, you are so superior, when you collected our land rent and forced us to pay our food, why did you ever consider that we are blind friends in the village and let us go? Today, if you don't say anything about the folks in the village, I will I want to forgive you, but I can't forgive you after you say it!"

Seeing his hesitation, He Li simply said, "Do you want to drink it? If you refuse again, I'm in a hurry to urinate, so why don't you add some urine-flavored soy sauce to it? Hehe"

Zhu Fugui was trembling all over. In desperation, he had no choice but to pick up the bowl and pour mud and soup into his belly. Then he broke free from He Qinghe Li, squeezed away from the crowd, and ran away, causing everyone to roar with laughter.

Since then, due to proper arrangements, although there are many people serving porridge in a day, they are still in order and there is no mistake.

Seeing that it was getting late, the porridge factory had put down the cloth and stopped serving porridge.Those beggars, except the poor people around them, left one after another to go home one after another. Most of them escaped from other places and were homeless. , Just find a place, the sky is the roof, and the ground is the bed.

There are also those who have small calculations, in order to be the first to eat porridge at dawn, they simply lie on the edge of the iron pot for serving porridge, and sleep curled up in a ball.