Chapter 49 The farce caused by a pot of noodle soup

For ordinary people, instant noodles may belong to the category of "can be eaten but not often eaten", but it is obvious that Duan Dashan and others have given it the same treatment as jade plate. Chu Feiyue was far away from them, so that she would not be splashed by the instant noodle soup flying out of their mouths.

Duan Dashan and the three of them ate the five bags full pot of instant noodles, patted their stomachs with satisfaction and disappeared, leaving behind the half pot of instant noodle soup that was still happily cooking on a slow fire.

Fei Ying looked at Chu Feiyue, picked up the pot of hot soup with her sleeves, and was ready to find a place to pour it out.

A little girl with a dirty face stopped Fei Ying in three steps and two steps. She didn't say anything, but looked at the pot in Fei Ying's hand with longing eyes with her fingers.

"Do you want it?"

Fei Ying smiled and handed the pot in her hand to the little girl. After a moment of hesitation, she still put the iron pot that was a little heavy for the little girl on the ground. After a "please use" gesture, Fei Ying returned to her position with a smile.

Chu Feiyue looked at Fei Ying, who thought she had done a good deed, shook her head and turned out a book to read.

"Fei Ying, in this world, even if you show mercy to the weak, sometimes they will not..."

The little girl, with a huge surprise, looked at the pot in front of her, the hot noodle soup, rushed up and buried her head in it and drank it.

However, her lips did not touch the hot soup close at hand. A big hand pinched the little girl's head and threw her fiercely to one side. A strong adult took the little girl's position just now, picked up the pot that was no longer so hot, and ran away.

Then, a hard-soled rubber shoe smashed hard on the back of the head of the young man who was about to run away with the pot, staggered him, and spilled some of the soup on his chest. The young man holding the pot shook his head and didn't even dare to run back faster.

More people got up from the ground, picked up their weapons, and joined the ranks of chasing the pot of instant noodle soup. Their eyes flashed with a desire for food and the violence that had been suppressed for a long time.

Finally, a brick that flew out of nowhere ended the young man's escape. The brick unfortunately hit his temple and knocked her directly on the ground and fainted. A large stock of blood came out of his hair.

But no one went to see him, and no one thought about whether he would die. People's attention was attracted by the instant noodle soup that spilled on the ground and began to flow.

People tightly surrounded the noodle soup that was spreading out, looking at the turbid soup under their feet.

One person, two people, three people... This group of people all knelt on the ground and put their heads tightly on the ground. The ancient human beings sacrificed the heaven-like piety and went to kiss the noodle soup on the ground.

And behind them, more and more people are rushing over here, trying to share the poor noodle soup.

Soon, the soup on the ground was licked clean by people, and even the dust on the ground was sucked clean, which was cleaner than dragging with a mop.

Seeing that the soup on the ground was licked clean, the crowd paused for a moment, muttered with disappointment, sat back on his sleeping bag, and changed back to the muddle-headed state just now.

And the young man who first stole the little girl's noodle soup on the ground fell to the ground and began to convulve involuntarily slightly, which was not far from death.

The little girl who was holding the noodle soup at the beginning slowly stepped on the blood pool of the young man and squatted beside him. He stretched out his hands and gently shook the dying man. Two lines of tears washed away the dust on the little girl's face, which looked particularly abrupt.

"Brother, wake up, brother!" In the soft sobs, the little girl choked and shouted the name of her only relative.

Brother···

A beast brother who went to grab the instant noodle soup in his sister's hand? Or is it a good brother who knew that it would be dangerous for his sister to take the noodle soup and took it over?

No one knows, because this brother is dying.

The surroundings calmed down, leaving only the little girl's cry like a cuckoo's sad cry, echoing in the large space.

Chu Feiyue withdrew the pressure of suppressing the activities of the two girls and looked at them. His eyes were flat like a lake in late autumn, without any waves.

Both girls were shocked to see the murderous farce that showed the ugly side of human beings in the scene just now, and their minds were in a mess.

"Chu! Just now, did you already know this would happen?"

The little princess opened her eyes wide and looked at Chu Feiyue with a little hesitation in her hesitation.

Chu Feiyue smiled, as if a chopstick picked up meat during a meal. It was very ordinary and smiled.

"It's true, as I expected." A plain tone.

"Then why?"

Fei Ying twisted her neck and couldn't believe that Chu Feiyue could look at a human tragedy so easily.

If a subordinate sends a copy of how many people have died in a natural and man-made disaster in a certain part of the earth, Fei Yingfangzi and Princess Vivian may only observe a moment of silence, and then there will be no psychological pressure. But now, a tragedy led by Fei Ying herself happened in front of their eyes, but they couldn't accept it.

'Sure enough, it's still too tender.' Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders and turned her head to look at the place that might be the stairway upstairs.

Duan Dashan, this time, led six strong men with swinging sticks in their hands, rushed out of the small door and glanced around at the station. Duan Dashan looked at the young man who was lying aside in disgust and had not been killed because of the violent impact on his skull. Duan Dashan pouted.

immediately three big men stood up. One dragged up the little girl who was still lying on the young man, and the other two, one head and one foot, carried the young man and walked towards the door when they came.

"Brother! Where are you going to take my brother?" The little girl screamed, but her voice was a little hoarse when she had been short of water for a long time. The sudden cry immediately broke and she was speechless. She could only close her mouth in vain and watch her brother's body disappear behind the door.

Duan Dashan took out a wet rag with a musty smell, wiped it fiercely on the little girl's face, and rubbed off the dust on her face. The little girl, with a beautiful and childish little face, showed up.

Duan Dashan seemed to be very satisfied and nodded to the big man holding the little girl. The big man let go of the little girl, patted the little girl's head with a smile and stood back behind Duan Dashan.

Duan Dashan leaned down and leaned over pleasantly. The meat on his face looked fierce, and the little girl was so scared that she stepped back a few steps.

As soon as Fei Ying took a step, a feeling of Mount Tai suddenly enveloped her heart. She turned her head with difficulty and looked at the calm Chu Feiyue with a gasp and doubt.

"Master... Why?"

Chu Feiyue just shook her head and gently pulled Fei Ying, who was temporarily suppressed by the breath, onto her sleeping bag and stuffed it in.

The little princess looked at the situation over there, gritted her teeth, stared at Chu Feiyue and got into her sleeping bag. She covered her head and refused to come out.

Chu Feiyue smiled and calmly looked at the farce that happened on the opposite side.

When Duan Dashan saw that the little girl was scared away by himself, he stood up and smiled. He looked condescendingly at the little girl who was not as tall as his chest and asked.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Gu Panqian." The little girl replied timidly.

"Gu Panqian..." Duan Dashan chewed the name in his mouth twice and nodded, "Well, I'll call you Xiaoqian. Is that okay?"

In the eyes of Duan Dashan's cow, the little girl didn't dare to say half a word, and she didn't even dare to shake her head.

"Well, that's good. Xiaoqian, tell me what happened just now.

The little girl hesitated for a moment and turned her head to look at Chu Feiyue. The little sister who gave her noodle soup is gone.

She repeated what had just happened intermittently.

"Well, where did you take my brother?" After telling the content of Duan Dashan's request, the little girl hesitated for a moment and summoned up the courage to ask.

Duan Dashan's eyes turned, changed a serious and serious expression, and stared at Gu Panqian tightly. The little girl was shocked by Duan Dashan's sudden change of eyes and shrank her shoulders.

"Xiaoqian, your brother is very dangerous now, and his life is in danger." As soon as the little girl heard this, her fingers clenched the corners of her clothes.

"But," Duan Dashan said, "We have special equipment here to save him. When you see him again, he will be excited to hug you, your good sister. Don't worry.

The little girl was relieved to hear Duan Dashan say this.

"Although he often makes mistakes... He is my brother after all. Thank you for saving him." She bowed respectfully to Duan Dashan.

Duan Dashan held her and didn't accept the gift.

"I didn't say it was free. The start-up of that set of instruments consumes a lot. We can't help your brother unconditionally. So," he pulled up the little girl's face and looked upright. "You need to clean up for us in exchange for the cost of starting the instrument, okay?"

After all, the little girl is too young to be fooled by Duan Dashan's seemingly wrong words. But a relationship became clear: my brother's injury needs an instrument, the start-up of the instrument requires a cost, and the degree needs to be replaced by his own cleaning.

Cleaning = brother's recovery.

So, the little girl nodded with a faint smile on her face.

Duan Dashan also laughed. They all laughed and laughed happily.

Chu Feiyue looked at the end of the farce with a smile, shook her head, glanced at the two small sleeping bags beside her, and got into her own.

Someone can't sleep tonight, right?

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I have something to do tomorrow. Maybe... I'm leaving tonight. I don't think it can be updated. Let me have a look. I'll try my best to come back and update it. I hope I can come back.