"Brother, I heard that Liu Dashan's family is serving porridge tonight. Let's go get some food for stuttering!" A beggar with messed up hair suddenly ran over and called Hang Tianyi.
Hang Tianyi couldn't help but be stunned. Does the beggar he pretends to look like? He looked at himself carefully and found that he really didn't look like a human being.
In addition, the sour smell on my body is really not ordinary sour.
In order to look like someone and not attract attention, Hang Tianyi really tried his best. At this time, even he himself felt disgusted. No wonder some brothers who were traveling with him came over and shouted.
After reaching this level, what else can Hang Tianyi do besides sighing?
But at this time, Hang Tianyi was really curious about who the so-called Liu Dashan was.
This porridge should not be served at night.
But the porridge belongs to others, and when they choose to serve it, it is also their own choice.
As long as a beggar has something to eat, who cares whether it is night or day?
Thinking about this, Hang Tianyi followed the buddy's footsteps and walked along the street for a while, then arrived at the intersection, then turned left and entered another street.
After walking along the street for a while, you will find Liu Dashan's house.
At this time, Hang Tianyi looked from a distance and saw many beggars lining up in front of you, obviously waiting for Mr. Liu Dashan to serve porridge.
Hang Tianyi looked at these beggars and felt very uncomfortable for some reason.
Above the court, many high-ranking officials were scheming and scheming, but the people below were living like this.
This is true in an era like this. How shameful it would be in troubled times.
In contrast, there were no gods or ghosts on the earth in the previous life.
But people's lives have also been greatly improved, at least there are no such hordes of beggars anymore.
There is such a big difference between the two worlds, but Hang Tianyi has lived two lives, but his experience is ordinary.
While thinking wildly, Hang Tianyi also joined the team.
To be honest, he was not hungry at this time, but for some reason, he became interested in the life and situation of these beggars.
He didn't want to look at these beggars with a superior attitude, he just wanted to experience this kind of life.
The beggar named Hang Tianyi turned around and saw Hang Tianyi behind him. He couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother, you are not slow. You know, I am a person who knows martial arts!"
When this guy said that he knew martial arts, his eyes suddenly brightened up and he was quite proud of himself.
Hang Tianyi smiled and said: "I ran with all my strength to catch up with you. It's amazing that my brother knows martial arts!"
"It's nothing, just some ordinary boxing and kicking skills. In our line of work, if you don't know three moves and two moves, and you are bitten by some outside member or something, what will you do?" the man said.
He said it very casually, but Hang Tianyi felt sad when he heard it.
"Don't rich people like to do good deeds?" Hang Tianyi said casually.
The man said: "Brother, listening to what you said, you must have just entered the industry. After all, there are more evil people in this world, and not everyone will do good deeds like Mr. Liu Dashan!"
At this time, Hang Tianyi wanted to keep a smiling face, but for some reason, he just couldn't smile.
"Don't belittle yourself, we beggars may have a hard life, but we can still save a life!" another person said.
Suddenly, Hang Tianyi felt emotional again.
Some of these people become beggars because of bad luck and fate, but among them, there are many lazy and delicious people.
No matter which group you belong to, you can see the various aspects of all sentient beings.
Some people could have a great future, but due to their own reasons, they become beggars. Such people can only be angry and unwilling to fight in the end.
While talking, someone from the Liu family had already come out.
Four servants, each pushing two carts, walked slowly outside.
There are two large barrels on the cart.
Obviously, the porridge was placed in that vat.
At this time, all the beggars lining up here were looking at the big bucket in front of them.
What was inside was not a bowl of porridge, but their life-saving food.
No matter what era we are in, who is willing to die if he can survive?
When Hang Tianyi thought of this, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly. All of this is really not the case.
How unfair is it that all living beings are in all kinds of situations? Some people are well-dressed and well-fed, while others are struggling just for a bowl of rice.
No, some people don't even have the chance to fight for a bowl of rice.
These beggars in front of me have no chance to fight for a bowl of rice.
Hang Tianyi was wondering, could those great Confucian scholars who joined the world and helped the world see such a situation here?
No, they can definitely see it, but they have seen it too much and are used to it.
Their efforts to help the world will definitely not include these beggars.
Because what they see is only the world, and they covet to help the common people. I don’t know how many people have already given up the second half.
Hang Tianyi practices Confucian exercises. At this moment, for some reason, he feels a lot of shame in his heart.
He has no ability to change the current situation of these people, but he feels that with his own vision, he can help these people change something.
At least, give them a chance to fight for a bowl of rice.
When thinking of this, Hang Tianyi already had an idea in his mind.
At this time, the brother in front had already received a bowl of porridge.
The same goes for Hang Tianyi. The two of them sat under the wall, each drinking porridge from their bowls.
At this time, Hang Tianyi really felt that the porridge in his hand tasted really good!
At the same time, Hang Tianyi also felt extremely ashamed, because this bowl of porridge was donated by others, but he got it for nothing.
Hang Tianyi was thinking at this time, if a certain Confucian scholar was reduced to a beggar, would he really rather starve to death than eat the food he brought?
Thinking of this, Hang Tianyi was confused.
Because there is obviously no answer to all this.
How can there be any rules for many things in this world?
Hang Tianyi has always believed that everything in the world moves in its own order, but now, it seems that he has understood something.
Taoists once said that it is precisely because there are some things in this world that there are no others.
Being and non-being are always relative.
This is the true essence of the avenue. At this moment, Hang Tianyi's eyes were as bright as the sun, moon and stars.
The beggar sitting next to him didn't notice it at all.
He said he knew martial arts, maybe he really knew how to do it, just a little bit of boxing and kicking, or maybe he didn't even know how to do boxing and kicking, he was just bragging.
If not, anyone with some real cultivation can sense Hang Tianyi's changes at this time.
Hang Tianyi didn't think much about anything, not even about practicing at this time.
He took a sip of the porridge in the bowl and said, "What's your brother's name?"