How about strong? After entering Hexi, several beggars got entangled to discuss the nucleus. What is going on? What about weak? How much firewood, charcoal, and charcoal are needed can be obtained by the fat man, so everyone can't figure out what the strength of this fat man is. Intentional people deliberately ask, and can't find out why.

"Oh, I really hate this."

Enron, holding the doll, saw the snow stopped this morning, took the baby out to take a look, and as soon as he came out, he saw a large group of old people and children gathered in the open space. Those Hedong people who bought charcoal begged, with a voice in their ears, "Stop it, stop it."

Seeing that Enran didn't know how annoying, Zhao Ru, who was behind her, took a stiff step and said:

理解 "Understand, after all, the fat man built a beggar."

"Too many martial arts novels!"

Enran gave a sigh, sighed, turned a corner, stepped on the thick snow, walked two steps on the open space, and saw a woman sitting on the ground, with disheveled hair, and wearing thick clothes. But a lot of patches were applied. A wheelchair was placed beside her, and a bowl was in front of her. Under the bowl was a cloth with her life history written on it.

What dementia from an early age, without self-care ability, looking for a kind person to give alms, Enran frowned, before reading, I saw the face of a woman with dementia since childhood, busy looking back, pulling Zhao Ru, who was slow to move,

"Look, Xu Lier."

哟 "Yo ~~ how is she here?"

Zhao Ru also widened her eyes in surprise and looked at Xu Lier, who was sitting in the snow with dull eyes. Since that time, Xiao Min has taken the brain tissue, they have never seen Xu Lier again. Hara didn't even take this person to heart, but he did not expect to fall into the hands of the fat man, and turned into a tool for the fat man to beg!

Next to Xu Lier was the youngest with a broken arm. The youngest's arm was cut off safely. Like Xu Lier, he was sitting in the snow with a piece of cloth in front of him. The paint on it was written by being raped by an adulter from an early age, resulting in a broken arm, and now has no viability. Hope Shebara Barabala ...

"Very victimized by an adulterer?" An Ran stood in front of the third cloth, looked down, and looked at him with a smile.

He was embarrassed with a grin, holding a broken bowl with several crystal nuclei in the bowl, hurriedly buckling the bowl upside down, pressing it on the word "treacherous", saying hello to Anran,

"Hello, why did you come out today? Are you out for a walk?"

"I said, are you being forced by that fat man or voluntary?"

Enran turned around and sat in the wheelchair placed between Xu Lier and the third child, walking in the snow, feeling particularly tired, and holding a baby, so Enron planned to sit and rest and chat with the third child chat.

The third man shook his head and said with a serious face: "Fat brother didn't force us, they were all voluntary, in fact, it was quite fun. If you stand on our side, you can see the world and think a lot. Things come. "

"What can you think of?"

"Like human nature, philosophy, or something."

"Crazy, really ..."

An Ran said this, speechless, she was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a baby, now really want to look at this young man, human nature? philosophy? Can begging see this? Baidu read the latest chapter in the "Last Day Raising Baby Hand Zha Zhezhong Literature" to read it for free for the first time.