Chapter 1127

McGonagall was riding his bicycle slowly on the square road with few pedestrians. Suddenly, a long broom fell down in front of him, which scared him to press the brake.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An old man sitting on a bench by the side of the road stood up, picked up his long broom and apologized to MEG with an apologetic face.

MEG took a look at the old man. He was about sixty years old. His hair was half white, but he had deep wrinkles on his face. There was a bit of frost on his disordered beard and eyebrows. He was wrapped in a gray black old cotton padded jacket. There was a armband on his left arm, and the words "cleaning in Aden square" were written on it. It seemed that he was a square cleaner.

On one side of the bench stood an old lady, also 50 or 60 years old, bent back, thin, holding half a cake in her hand, looking at him nervously.

"It doesn't matter." McGonagall said with a smile, the old man is so polite, but it makes him a little bit unpleasant.

The roadblock has been cleared, and MEG is raising his leg to go on.

"Well, old man, you don't have to cover me. I'm not hungry. You can have some, and I won't eat." At this time, the old lady's voice sounded.

McGonagall looked back and saw the old man take half of the cake out of his arms. He pinched it with his hand, like a stone. He said anxiously, "it's too cold. It's usually soft. How can it not be hot today?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not hungry." The old lady shook her head, looked at the pie, rolled her throat, and looked away.

"Then... I'll take some water to soak it for you. If it's soft, you can eat it." The old man handed the cake to the old lady, turned around and found a bamboo water cup in the basket with a lot of waste. He turned it twice, pulled out the lid, and looked at the water with a thin layer of ice inside. His eyes turned red.

"Well, you can eat quickly. Let's hurry to work after eating. On such a cold day, if we finish sweeping early, we can go back early." The old lady put the cake into the old man's hand, took the bamboo tube in his hand, covered it and put it back into the basket. Her wrinkled face was still smiling.

McGonagall hesitated for a moment. He got out of the car and stopped. Looking at the old man, he said, "what can I do for you, sir

The old man looked back at McGonagall for a moment, then left and right. He asked with some uncertainty, "are you talking to me?"

Old Jack and his wife have been sweeping the ground in Aden square for more than ten years. Because they deal with garbage all the year round, people usually see them walking around. The gentleman in front of him is handsome and well-dressed, so he even takes the initiative to say hello to him? This is something that never happened.

"Yes, I think you seem to have encountered some difficulties. Do you need my help?" MEG nodded.

"It's not difficult. We came to the square at 4 a.m. and began to sweep the floor. We brought some dry food to eat. But because the weather was too cold, it was hard to freeze. Usually, I used my body temperature to cover it soft and then gave it to her. But today, it's too cold to cover it soft. The hot water with us has frozen for a long time.

It doesn't matter to me. If I chew hard, I can swallow it. But my wife has few teeth. It's cold and hungry. If she doesn't eat something to fill her stomach, her body will be unbearable. " Old Jack said, his eyes red again and his face full of remorse.

"Ouch, it's useless to talk about me. I'm in good health. Don't waste this gentleman's precious time." The old lady gave old Jack a white look. She looked at McGonagall with a smile and said, "Sir, please go. It's OK with us."

McGonagall looked at the old lady. Although her old clothes were mended, her smile was as clean as a flower blooming in the snow. It was very comfortable.

What a kind old lady, McGonagall sighed in his heart. Looking at the pie in their hands, he felt a little distressed.

"Ding! The host has compassion for the two cleaners and triggers a new task

The cleaners in Aden square keep Aden square clean and tidy. They start cleaning at four o'clock every morning. They work for several hours in the temperature of minus ten degrees. They are tired and hungry, but they can't eat a mouthful of hot food, Please promise to provide a steaming preserved egg and lean meat porridge as breakfast for the cleaners in Aden square.

Mission success reward: a recipe of preserved egg and lean meat porridge! Punishment for mission failure: clean Aden square alone

Just then, the sound of the system suddenly rang out in Meg's mind.

"Well?" McGonagall was stunned for a moment. He really felt pity, but he just wanted to buy a breakfast for the two couples and provide a boiled water. Unexpectedly, the system asked him to provide breakfast for all the cleaners in Aden square.

This

It's not a big problem.

However, he just felt a little uncomfortable being forced to be a good person.

"System, are you forcing me to do good? As a gourmet system, your behavior is a bit out of line, isn't it McGonagall said in his heart.

"Host, if you want to be a real Kitchen God, you must have a strong heart. Kindness and compassion are the most basic qualities. This is the task of cultivating your character, not beyond the outline." The system replied calmly.

"In that case, I'll take over the task reluctantly." McGonagall said thoughtfully that he had provided food for children once before, and sharing food was really a happy thing.

To provide a steaming breakfast for the hungry cleaner, and only a preserved egg and lean meat porridge, should not become a burden for him.

"Never mind. I'm not busy now." McGonagall looked at the old lady and said with a smile, "give me the bamboo tube. I'll get you some boiled water."

"This..." the old lady looked at Meg's kind smile, but she hesitated.

"It's just a lift. My restaurant is right in front of it." MEG points to the direction of the Maimi restaurant.

"Then... Thank you, sir." The old man took out the bamboo tube, emptied all the water inside, and handed it to MEG.

In the cold bamboo tube, there are broken ice dregs. This kind of water container is not insulated at all. In such weather, boiling water can be turned into cold water in less than ten minutes.

MEG took the bamboo tube and went straight to a breakfast shop not far away.

"How can I bother others?" The old lady looked at old Jack with some complaints.

Old Jack gave a dry smile. He looked at the old lady and said, "I have to let you have something to eat. I'll thank the kind gentleman later."