He also vowed to severely punish Zheng Shushen.
After all, this guy has a nightlife every day.
This opportunity is so rare.
Unfortunately, they didn’t make a reservation and the private room was full, so Sister Yun could only arrange for them to stay in the hall.
This one eat.
We ate until late at night.
At this moment, an old woman in ragged clothes suddenly walked in from outside the door.
The clothes are all shiny because of the oil.
He seemed to know that he was dirty.
I stood at the door, not daring to come in, but just watched the hustle and bustle in the lobby with cloudy eyes.
In the same screen.
But it was split into two worlds.
The business of Bashu Feast is booming and there are still many people eating there.
The waiter saw this and came over with a breath held in his mouth: "Old lady, please don't delay our business."
"Just go and do your work first, don't worry about it."
Sister Yun came over, as if she couldn't smell anything: "Here is 10 yuan, take it and go."
"I...I don't want money. I'm here to...buy food."
"Can……"
Sister Yun hesitated.
Giving money is very convenient.
But she also admired the old woman's behavior of just wanting to eat.
after all.
Some beggars complain that they are hungry, but they refuse to accept the food you buy them; some beggars complain that they lack a ticket to go home, but they refuse to accept the ticket you buy them.
Simply put, it requires money.
Among them are many young people with healthy limbs.
They treat begging as a profession, are willing to sacrifice their reputation, and can get something for nothing.
How beautiful.
After thinking about it, Sister Yun decided to let the old lady wait at the door.
I went to the kitchen to get some food.
After a while.
She brought a bowl of meat and some steamed buns in a takeout box.
I also brought her a bottle of mineral water.
"Thank you, I'll give you money."
Said.
The old woman took out a handkerchief from her bosom.
Open layer by layer.
It was a little dirty inside, but the small-denomination banknotes were neatly stacked.
Sister Yun's tears welled up: "I don't want it, I really can't have it."
Make every possible excuse to refuse.
Just as the guests in the private room were about to check out, Sister Yun asked her to drive slowly and then left.
The old woman collected 10 yuan.
Planning to put it on the dining table.
But because he was old, his fingers were weak and a gust of wind blew just in time.
Two of them were blown to the feet of a table of guests.
Didn't think much about it.
The old woman bent over to pick it up.
But the guests at that table were immediately unhappy: "What are you doing?"
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