Chapter 24

The shape of the tramp was miserable. One of them, who looked very young, had wounds on his feet and was almost suppurative. He walked with the help of the other two people.

Being scolded by the owner of the raw Fried Bun stall, the tramps are ashamed, but they are still unwilling to kneel down and beg directly from other stall owners.

"Please, my uncle needs money for medical treatment, please!"

Two black faced tramps clasped their fists and begged to the surrounding crowd, but the stall owners almost ignored them.

Some kind-hearted passers-by looked uncomfortable and gave away a few yuan. The tramp was very grateful and even called a good man.

At this time, the Fried Bun stall owner sneered: "you leave quickly, they all said that there is no money for you, and his illness can't be cured with any money. If we delay our business, don't blame me for using violence!"

Upon hearing this, the tramps were forced to stand up and help the old man out of the alley.

"Well, you're wise!"

This is the cold voice of the Fried Bun stall owner.

Just then.

"Wait a minute."

Liu fan, who finished cleaning up the garbage in front of the stall, suddenly stood up and stopped the three tramps.

He picked up the woven bag and went to the old man in it. He looked at his injury carefully. The wounds on his feet were maggots and wrapped with bandages. It can be seen that he had done some care.

"Little brother, ok..." The middle-aged tramp turned around and asked for money, but when he saw Liu Fan with a big sweat and a garbage bag on his back, he just swallowed it.

Seeing what Liu Fan was taking out of the woven bag, the tramp said bitterly: "little brother, we are all hard-working people, so you don't have to give it..."

Before he finished, he was scared to a sudden stop by the two stacks of big red bills that Liu Fan took out of his hands.

Liu Fan put it in the tramp bowl and said, "take the money to see a doctor and make up for it."

The tramp's mouth was wide open, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were bursting with tears, too excited to speak.

Onlookers also saw the bowl of a piece of red, eyes are attracted!

Liu Fan blocked the owner's sight and thought he was donating money, so he laughed and said, "look, a garbage collector donates money to a beggar. It's ridiculous. Is it donating garbage, boy? Don't be beaten by a beggar! Ha ha... "

He was full of ridicule. The boy almost ruined his business. How can he let go of this opportunity of ridicule.

But immediately he felt something was wrong,

no one around him agreed with him, and even looked at him with similar eyes.

The eyes are very familiar. What is it?

It's ridicule!

He didn't know why. He subconsciously looked at Liu fan, but saw the tramp kneel down and kowtow to Liu Fan.

And passers-by and many stall owners look at Liu Fan with an incredible look.

"Dear, there must be 20000 yuan, so much money has been given to the beggars!"

"It seems true. Isn't this little brother a garbage collector? How can he be so rich?"

"It's very refreshing and special. Now I finally believe that his family has too much money. Picking up garbage is a way to protect the environment..."

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Liu Fan.

A lot of girls show strange light in their eyes and murmur: "this is the real rich man. Help the person who should be helped!"

"I suddenly feel that he is so handsome. How can such a person be a garbage collector?"

"Some people look down on others and say that they are poor and crazy. Ha ha, what a humble slander!"

At this time, the greasy uncle, the owner of the fried food stall, saw the two stacks of thick banknotes in the beggar's bowl, and immediately opened his mouth in amazement.

The 20000 yuan was given by the garbage collector?

He felt a little dizzy.