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Yang Zimei said to the little beggar: "hungry, I invite you to KFC to eat."

The little beggar's eyes lit up, and then shook his head, "my mother told me to stay here. Don't go, or she'll kill me!"

"Your mother asked you to beg?"

Yang Zimei frowned slightly.

"Well, my mother said that I was disabled. It's useless. It's the only way."

The little beggar lowered his head and looked at his weak legs and said with a bitter face.

Yang Zimei and Ye Qing's heart is a burst of sadness.

"Eat first, and then wait for your sister to give you money."

Yang Zimei said softly.

"I can't go either. If you are kind, bring me some. I want to eat what KFC is like."

The little beggar greedily licked his cracked lips with his tongue, and his eyes were full of longing.

"I'll carry you on my back!"

Ye Qing actually bent down her thin back and said to the little beggar, "we also enjoy the happiness of eating in KFC equipped with air conditioning."

Ye Qingcai was eight years old, and the little beggar was already five years old. Although she was thin and small, she also had thirty catties, but she did not hesitate to bend down to carry him.

This is really an angel at home.

Yang Zi eyebrow eye wet to leaf clear way, "I hold him to go."

"Sister, don't dirty your clothes. I'll do it."

Ye Qing carried the little beggar on his back and stood up with difficulty.

Yang Zimei did not move, but continued to look at her carrying the little beggar step by step.

It is 300 meters away from here to KFC, and the weather is hot. In the hot sun, the little beggar is dirty and smelly. She carries him on her back to KFC door.

Looking at her like this, Yang Zimei's heart was deeply moved.

In the last life, she didn't feel how great Ye Qing was, and she didn't appreciate her kindness to herself. Every time she helped herself, she only felt that she had taken advantage of herself.

In this life, she has met too many people who can turn their hands for clouds and cover their hands for rain. However, they can only calculate their own gains and losses, and never consider the life and death of others.

She herself is the same. Most of the time, she only cares about herself and the people she cares about. As for the irrelevant passers-by, she is too lazy to take a look.

Now, in front of Ye Qing, a young child, she feels her soul is humble and dirty.

Yang Zimei pushed open the door of KFC and let Ye Qing come in with a little beggar on his back.

The little beggars were dirty and smelly. As soon as they went in, they immediately attracted the eyes of discontent around them.

"Who is it? It's disgusting to bring beggars in and pollute the environment. "

Next to her, a well-dressed woman, covering her nose as if she had seen a virus, hurriedly pulled her two children to a far table and sat down.

Others also scolded.

Some even ran to KFC waiters and complained, "how can you let a beggar come in? Don't this shop pay attention to style? It's just degrading our status. We don't want to come to KFC again

Others also complained and urged to drive out the little beggars.

The little beggar shrunk his neck and helplessly said to Yang Zimei, "sister, I can come in to see what KFC looks like. I'm already happy. You put me out there. You pack it for me. I'm also very happy."

Ye Qing looks at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei's heart was very sad.

She has never experienced the feeling of being discriminated against?

And I've been through a lot!

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