Chapter 8 is a good person

Sell your body to bury your father!

This is definitely the most classic plot among costume movies and TV series. Almost as long as you have seen ancient costume movies and TVs made in China, you must have seen this scene. This scene is really too classic.

However, after approaching, Chen Moran found that what he saw seemed to be very different from that in movies and TV. The most common picture in movies and TV he had seen should be a beautiful little girl kneeling next to the body, with a piece of paper in front of the words "selling her father" written on the paper. .

But... There was a little change in front of her. Normally, the little girl who should be kneeling next to the body changed into a great young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in tattered clothes, and a shabby cotton-and-black cotton-padded jacket was exposed everywhere.

"Wow! Tut... It's not that she's a big girl. What kind of drama do you learn? Awesome young man, what can he do if he buys it home..."

Several people around him pointed and pointed, and the big young man kowtowed from time to time and cried in Su Bei's mouth. Everyone had pity on him and bought him as a slave and a hardman. He would return the great kindness of his family as a cow and a horse in his life.

Seeing this scene, Chen Moran shook his head helplessly. His father obviously seemed to be starving and freezing to death.

The reason why the buried father is easy to appear on girls is very simple. Generally speaking, people only buy girls and buy them to be a maid or a child bride. Not many people are willing to do business at a loss, and it is obviously difficult for the big guy in front of him to sell himself. It is not enough to buy them to work.

"Good-hearted master and madam, as long as you have a few yuan to put a thin coffin for my father, be buried in a mass grave outside the city, and don't let my father let the wild dog take it, it's done. Have pity on me! I have a lot of energy. I can split wood, carry water, work, and do anything..."

The teenager kneeling on the snow kept kowtowed around, crying and begging the onlookers to be kind. Every time the teenager kowtowed, he was so hard that he left some blood on the ice and snow. But it was just to take people away. After a while, the onlookers dispersed. Occasionally, when some passers-by saw that this big young man was selling his body, they even had no intention of looking at it and hurriedly left.

"Dad! It's not unfilial! I can't give you a coffin..."

His head had been broken by the teenager. He seemed to understand that no one would buy him. While crying, he kowtowed hard at the corpse next to him.

"Wow..."

At this time, the teenager heard a crisp sound of Chen Yinyuan on the ground, and more than ten yuan fell in front of him, and there were a few foreign tickets. When the teenager looked up, he only saw a foreign man dressed as he didn't know when he stood in front of him.

" Put away the money and bury your father! If there is any left, do some small business!"

Chen Moran ordered the boy who had broken his forehead, and then turned to the carriage.

"Sir, sir...don't go...your money..."

It was not until the master's carriage passed by that the teenager recovered and quickly got up and shouted loudly. Seeing that the carriage did not mean to stop, the teenager understood the meaning of the master's previous words and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the carriage.

"Sir, do you want to park?"

The man who called the car listened to the shouts behind him and turned his head to ask.

Chen Moran shook his head without saying a word. It was not his style to ask for kindness. The reason why he helped the teenager was just a moment of pity. In this time and space, there are too many pitiful things. How much can he help?

"You can't help anyone!"

Before helping others, you must help yourself first!

The carriage slowly walked forward in the wind and snow. With the previous lesson, Chen Moran never looked out of the car again, but took the pound in his hand and thought about how to help himself.

Half an hour later, the carriage returned to Chen Moran's "home". After the carriage stopped, the man must respectfully open the door.

"It's cold! Don't change the change. Get two mouthfuls of hot wine to slow down!"

When giving the money, looking at the guy's frozen red and swollen face, Chen Moran said with **.

"Sir, you are a good man!"

The clerk of the carriage carman looked at the master in front of him in surprise and said to the tycoon in front of him, if there are several tycoons on the beach to help the poor but not want to repay, I'm afraid it's hard to find one of them. It's not bad to bully the poor without holding on the rich.

"Master, if you always use the car in the future, you must do your best!"

"Good people? Am I?"

Hearing the words of the carriage man, Chen Moran couldn't help but be distracted. Many years ago, if others said that he was a good person, he would be very happy, but the price of a good man, right? Thinking of his own experience, Chen Moran shook his head. The price of being a good person was so great that he could not bear it. Previously, he just couldn't bear it for a while.

Be a good person! When I was a teenager, I always had this wish, but after growing up and experiencing so many things, I realized that being a good person is afraid of the stupidest group of people in the world. Instead of being a good person, it is better to be a bad person. Just like now, if there is no accident, maybe I have been millions now, even in this era, Don't you have small assets?

And what is the reward for being a good person? It's hard to be a good person. Instead of being a good person, it's easier to be a bad person! At least in this way, you don't have to worry about life.

As soon as he got to the gate, the door opened, and the old man in black cotton-padded clothes stood beside the door with a smile.

"Young master, you're back!"

"Third master, didn't I tell you that don't come out of the house when it's so cold, so as not to suffer from the cold!"

Looking at the third master who opened the door, Chen Moran hurriedly walked over to help him. The old man in front of him was his benefactor. If he hadn't taken him in at that time and found a doctor for himself, he might not have had a chance to live in this world at all.

"Young master, you have been busy all your life, so you can be idle!"

Wang De said with a smile that when he saved the young master from the car where the accident happened, he did not point to repay himself, but the young master was a ungrateful person. When he came to Shanghai, he insisted on bringing himself from the shogunate mountain quarry to Shanghai, saying that he could enjoy a lifetime of happiness and busy for a lifetime. This can be idle. .

The young master's foreign car broke his leg when it hit the mountain. Now, although the broken leg has grown well, it is still inconvenient. The young master rented this factory, but he didn't invite a few people. After the young master went out, Wang Desan swept the factory yard by himself. If the young master hadn't ordered not to enter the factory, he might have entered the factory. Clean it up.

"Third Master, look at what you called me. I said to call me Mo Ran, and then Master General, I'm so angry!"

After helping the third master into the factory, Chen Moran complained that if there was no third master, he would not have his own now. The third master had no children in his life. From the day he saved himself, he made a vow in his heart that the third master would take care of him and die.

"Silence, close the door first!"

After entering the factory, when he saw that the young master wanted to help himself into the room, Wang De hurriedly said something. He followed the young master to Shanghai and rented the factory. After transporting those machines, the young master would always lock the factory to death no matter whether he went in and out. The world was not peaceful, and even the capital was occupied by foreign devils. If the door was not locked, he would be guilty.

"Oh!"

After the third master reminded him, Chen Moran quickly closed the door of the factory and clasped the door with steel bolts. He was careful to make the ten-thousand-year-old ship, or the habit of counterfeiting money in that time and space, so that he would always be detained as much as possible in case of any accident. Whether he could live a dream life in this time and space, all pointed to the room in the yard. The machines in the factory.

"Third Master, please hurry into the room and warm up! It's cold. Don't suffer from the cold!"

Close the door, Chen Moran just smiled and helped the third master and helped him walk to the side room.

"Young master! You should also exhaust yourself early. I've prepared the meal and leave it in the pot to warm it!"

Before entering the room, Wang Desan said with a smile.

"Third Master, you are old and..."

Although he did not want the third master to cook for himself, as long as he was at home, Chen Moran, who was nestled in the factory, obviously would not cook for himself, so he had no choice but to accept this reality.

"Hey! Go back and see if you can find a girl!"

For the first time, Chen Moran had the idea of buying a servant, but this idea was just fleeting.

Trust, for a person who makes counterfeit money, trusting others is often the most difficult thing. At least in this time and space, except for saving his life and not asking for the truth, but silently helping him, Chen Moran really has no credible person.

A look at the boxes of silver coupons of China-Russia Daosheng Bank, Chen Moran knew that he was just a piece of shit today.

"This money is useless!"