She stopped, gasping, and looked at the man strangely.

The man was wearing a gray sports suit, which looked a bit old-fashioned and had an old style.

And this person just lowered his head and turned his back to her.

She couldn't see her own face clearly, but she could clearly see the man's dirty hands.

Can you keep your hands clean by picking up a pile of household trash?

Suddenly she felt a little sad.

She concluded that it was a poor old man.

"Uncle, are you picking up plastic bottles?"

The man paused slightly, ignored her, and continued to rummage through the garbage.

Liu Zhiyuan looked at this person.

He didn't turn around, he didn't speak to her.

She moved closer and saw the man's lowered profile moving as if he were chewing something.

Her mood was even worse.

Is this uncle looking for food in the garbage dump?

She quickly grabbed him.

"Uncle, please stop looking. There's no food here, and even if there is, it's just some leftovers. Are you hungry? If you are hungry, come home with me. My home is not far from here, and there are a lot of delicious food at home. Would you like to go home with me?"

When she saw the uncle, he didn't turn to look at her, thinking she was embarrassed.

She said anxiously: "Uncle, I sincerely invite you to my house for breakfast. Really! Hey. I didn't bring any money when I went out for a run today. If you really don't want to go, I can give you some money to buy food."

Her eyes sparkled as she said, "Uncle, why don't you wait here for me? I'll go back and get you some food and some change. Okay? Wait here for me, I'll be back soon, okay?"

The uncle she was talking about finally turned around.

Turning around, the anxiety on Liu Zhiyuan's face turned into shock.