809: C809 The Candied Gourd and the Little Beggar

C809 The Candied Gourd and the Little Beggar

Sugar gourd and little beggar.

The spiritual energy here was thin, and the people on the streets were all mortals. There was not a single cultivator.

Thinking about it, it was also because the spiritual energy was too thin that the cultivator could not be born.

As for the cultivator in other places, they were also unwilling to come here.

This country was called Jin Country.

The land area wasn't too big, so it could only be considered a remote corner of the surrounding mortal countries.

After Mu Yu arrived at a small city, he withdrew all of his cultivation and walked casually on the streets like an ordinary person.

"Selling candied fruits! Candied fruits, three wen a skewer, it's absolutely delicious!"

The surrounding were the shouts of the hawkers and the hustle and bustle of the pedestrians.

It made Mu Yu return to his childhood in a trance.

His parents had been working outside in order to take care of their family. He had been raised by his grandmother since he was young.

His grandmother would go to the market to sell vegetables every day. As long as she did not go to school, Mu Yu would follow his grandmother to the market to help collect money and do whatever he could.

He did not have many companions in his childhood, so he spent the rest of his time with his grandmother in the busy city.

He still remembered that his happiest thing was that after the stall was closed, his grandmother gave him a dollar and went to the easternmost part of the market to buy a string of candied fruits.

He recalled the taste of the tanghulu. It was very sweet and beautiful.

This might be the taste of childhood.

"Wait a minute, I want a candied fruit!"

Thinking of this, Mu Yu called out to the candied fruits seller.

"Alright."

The vendor immediately stopped and happily took out a candied fruits and handed it to Mu Yu.

"Brother, I am so hungry. Can you buy me one too?"

Just as Mu Yu took the candied fruits, a young beggar about seven or eight years old grabbed the corner of Mu Yu's shirt and begged pitifully.

Her eyes were clear and bright, like the stars in the night sky.

The hand that she held Mu Yu's shirt with was so thin that it did not look like it. Other than the bones, there was only a layer of skin.

In addition, her clothes were tattered and tattered. Her small figure trembled in the cold wind.

"Big brother, I just need to take a bite."

The little beggar stared at the candied gourd in Mu Yu's hand with a longing look.

Mu Yu couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. The thing he hated the most was seeing a child starve, not to mention this was only a little girl of seven or eight years old.

Mu Yu squatted down and revealed a warm smile. He then handed the candied gourd in his hand to her and said softly, "Eat it. How much do you want to eat? Big brother will buy as much for you."

"Thank you big brother."

The little beggar revealed a sweet smile and immediately bit down on one of the candied fruits.2

Almost without chewing a few times, he directly swallowed it into his stomach.

"Eat slower, don't choke."

Mu Yu wiped the dust off the beggar's face with a smile and touched her forehead.

After eating one, the little beggar did not eat anymore. Mu Yu felt a little strange and asked, "Why don't you eat it? Is the candied fruits not delicious?"

The little beggar shook his head and looked at the candied fruit in his hand. He swallowed his saliva and said, "No, brother. This is my first time eating a candied fruit. I have never eaten such delicious food before."

"Then why don't you continue eating?" Mu Yu asked curiously.

The little beggar hesitated for a moment and said in a tender voice, "I still have a few older sisters and younger brothers. They are also very hungry. I want to bring the rest back for them to eat."

Hearing this, Mu Yu's eyes became moist. A little girl who could not even eat her fill could actually be considerate of others at all times.

When a person was born, their nature was good.

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