Chapter 1253

"Hey, are you okay?" The little girl walked over and whispered in his ear.

The beggar listened to the voice in his ear and slowly opened his eyes.

He sniffed, and a smell of steamed bread came into his nostrils. He looked at the steamed bread falling about two or three meters away, with a look of longing in his eyes. Without saying a word, he ran over and grabbed the steamed bread.

Regardless of the soil on it, he stuffed it into his mouth like he hadn't eaten for many days.

Before a steamed bun could be eaten, the little girl shouted, "hello."

The beggar was so frightened that he grabbed the rest of the steamed bread and was about to run away.

"Don't run. I still have some hot soup. Drink it while it's hot." The little girl shouted behind her.

Listening to her cry, the beggar stopped and turned slowly.

I saw the little girl holding a wooden bowl in her hand. There was half egg flower soup in the bowl. The soup was placed at the bottom and only half was sprinkled.

"Gudong." He swallowed his saliva and looked at half a bowl of egg flower soup. "I, can I drink it?"

"Of course you can. You must choke when you eat steamed bread. Anyway, the soup has been spilled. Drink the rest while it's hot." The little girl smiled.

At this moment, he felt that she was the only thing in the world, and everything was not as good as her smile.

"Thank you, thank you..." the beggar said in a trembling voice, then picked up the wooden bowl and drank the remaining half bowl of egg flower soup. He thought it was the best soup in the world.

"Giggle... Eat slowly and don't choke." The little girl looked at him and smiled.

"Yes." The beggar wiped his mouth and ate up all the steamed bread in the food box.

"Well, I'll go." When the little girl took the food box and turned to leave, the beggar stopped her and said, "hello."

"Anything else?" The little girl turned and asked.

"What's your name?" The beggar asked with flashing eyes.

"Linger, Linglong Ling, just call me linger." The girl smiled sweetly.

"If you eat your steamed bread, won't you be beaten?" The beggar asked again.

"No, you'll get a scolding at most. Besides, it's all on the ground. You can eat it." The girl said and disappeared at the end of the alley with a food box.

"Linger." The beggar muttered to himself, and for the first time a smile appeared on his face.

I don't know how many years he hasn't laughed since he became a beggar

The next day, at the same place, the beggar squatted under a willow tree and rested.

At this time, ling'er came over with a food box, and he walked up quickly.

"Eh? Is that you? " Linger looked at him. "What are you doing here?"

"I, I..." the beggar didn't know what to say.

"I know. You want steamed bread, don't you?" Linger smiled, opened the food box, took out a steamed bread and handed it to him. "I can only give you one today, not more."

The beggar looked at the steamed bread in his hand and was surprised. In fact, he didn't want her steamed bread, but just wanted to say a few words to her.

"I can't want your things for nothing." The beggar groped up and down and took out a smooth stone with the word "Sheng" engraved on it.

This word is not well engraved, but it is also exquisite.

"Sheng? Is that your name? " Linger took the stone and asked with big eyes.

"Yes." The beggar nodded, "look at the back."

Ling'er turned the stone and engraved a delicate 'Ling' on the back. Obviously, this word needs much more attention than that Sheng word.

"Did you carve it?"

"Yes."

"So you can read?"

"I have read books for a period of time,..." he said, lowering his head. Originally, he was also a child of a large family, but he was displaced after the war and became a beggar.

"Are you interested in coming to our theater?" Ling'er said to him, "our troupe is not only very short of people recently, but also lacks your ability to read."

"Me, can I go?" The beggar looked happy.

In this way, it can not only eat, but also be with her.

"Of course, the leader is my father. He will certainly agree."

Then she took the beggar's hand and walked towards the troupe

"Pa!" A middle-aged man slapped the little boy, leaving five bright red fingerprints.

The boy is Xu Sheng. He is wearing an ordinary T-shirt and his body is not as dirty as usual.

"Waste, you can't sing well. What can you do!" A middle-aged man yelled at him.

Because Xu Sheng is born with incomplete five tones, singing is not in tune at all, and he is basically trained every day.

"I'm wrong. I must practice well." The boy bowed his head and said yes.

Although he lowered his head, there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes. It was not his fault that he was not full of five tones.

"Is it OK to admit your mistake?" The middle-aged man scolded, "I'll give you five more days. If you can't sing well within five days, get out of here. Our troupe doesn't have that food to feed idle people!"

"Yes, I will practice well." Xu Sheng quickly replied for fear of being driven out of the troupe.

"There's no food tonight!" The middle-aged man was angry when he looked at him. He shook him and turned away.

As the middle-aged man left, Xu Sheng squatted on the ground and looked at the mottled slate on the ground.

"Are you okay?" A soft voice came from her ear. Linger came over and comforted him softly.

"You heard what master said just now. In five days, if I can't sing well, I'll leave." Xu Sheng said silently.

"It's not your fault. Don't worry. Master Zhang won't drive you away." The girl patted her chest and promised.

"You can keep me for a while, but you can't keep me for a lifetime. I must practice hard and stay here." Xu Sheng said stubbornly. With that, he left alone.

Five days later, Xu Sheng finally stayed in the troupe through his own efforts

Ten years later, when Xu Sheng was 20 years old and Ling ER was 18 years old, they both grew into adults and reached the age of love.

Xu Sheng has always been in love with ling'er. He buried this friendship in his heart and never spoke.

However, linger's feelings for him were limited to the friendship between brother and sister, but Xu Sheng didn't know at all.

Until one day the performance of the troupe was over, Xu Sheng used the reward money to buy a lot of things that Ling Er liked to find her, but he saw her with other men.

The man was well-dressed, elegant and handsome, while linger was tested beside him like a bird.

This man is a leading family in Yanjing. Yin long, the eldest young master of the Yin family, is also the old Yin in his youth.