In an alley next to Nanjing Road, an old man pushed a cart of big pears and led a young child. After searching around, he found a small space at the corner of the street. Immediately, he pushed the cart

He went over and wiped the fresh pear with a clean towel in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa, can we eat meat today? I haven't eaten meat for a long time!" The child, with a thin face and two runny noses on his face, asked the old man in a cooing voice.

The old man looked at the child lovingly, stroked his head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, little Heizi! When grandpa sells the pears, I will weigh the meat for you. Let's eat braised pork tonight, haha."

....."

"Oh, there is braised pork to eat, there is braised pork to eat!" The child shouted happily. Although it sounds sad, you can be so happy when you can eat meat for one meal; but this is G City,

This place is too close to Myanmar, and the gap between rich and poor is huge.

No matter where you are in this world, there will always be poor people if there are rich people.

God is not absolutely fair. He sometimes turns a blind eye or closes one eye. Good luck did not seem to favor the grandfather and grandson. They had just stopped, talking and laughing with hope, but a foot in the street

.A few hooligans with colorfully dyed hair and fashionable clothes strode over.

The leader was a man with yellow hair, wearing a big earring, and looked like he was holding something in his mouth. He was chewing gum, walked over and looked at the grandfather and grandson, and shouted loudly: "Hey! I said, old man, where are you?

Coming?"

The old man was slightly startled, but honest people like them would never think of causing trouble. It is no exaggeration to say that even if you spit on his face, he would wipe it off with a smile, pretending to be something.

Nothing happened.

The old man looked at this group of people, a little afraid, but still smiled and said: "Little brothers, we are from the mountainous area. We just brought in a cart of pears today, do you want some?"

"Come on Nima!"

Huang Mao slapped the pear out of the old man's hand, then with a fierce expression on his face, he cursed loudly: "Do you know whose territory this is? It's your uncle's! You have to pay protection fees to set up a street stall here.

.You don’t give me a penny, do you want to eat the “overlord meal”?!”

When the old man heard this, he suddenly panicked. He looked at these people tremblingly, and then said nervously: "Why? Is it difficult... do you have to pay a fee to set up a street stall here?

"

"No! What are you pretending to be? There is a street stall here, and you ask them which one they haven't paid yet! I tell you, you either pay the money today or get out. Don't force the brothers to do it!" Huang Mao was chewing gum, especially proud.

Said seductively.

The old man had no choice, he had to lower his head under the eaves; he looked at his wallet, and finally he gritted his teeth and asked: "So, this little brother, do you know how much the protection fee is?"

"One hundred yuan!" Huang Mao put one foot on the wheel of the pear cart and kept shaking.

"What? One hundred yuan! I said, little brother, isn't this a bit too much? I can't make much even if I sell this cart of pears! If I give you one hundred yuan, our day is equivalent to nothing.

It’s done!” The old man said with a sad face and a pleading tone.
Chapter completed!