The residents near Black Street knew that there was a mysterious young man who came to live there recently.

The young man always wore a black hat and mask, and a hoodie to cover himself. He spoke very little, never talked with others, and was always with Xiao Chai, the little thief who lived on this street. He had nothing to do all day long. His favorite thing was to sit on the embankment of the Heishui River in a daze, often a whole day.

But since he came, the little gangsters on this street no longer dared to find trouble with Xiao Chai. They gradually found this young man. Although he was a man of few words, his fighting skills were good. In just a few days, he defeated the little bastards inside and out.

On the other side of the Heishui River, there was a low-rise two-story house, which was a cheap hotel run by Fatty Ayuan.

Xiao Chai crawled on the high external wall, looked inward from a narrow window for a long time, and finally jumped down in disappointment. He ran across the river from a boardwalk drawn by several iron ropes and came to his friend who was sitting on the embankment.

“Let’s go back. The harvest is not bad today.”

He took out two yellow Wowotou (cornbread) and gave them to Ye Peitian.

But he found that his friend didn’t seem to hear what he said. He was staring at the window across the river where he had just jumped off.

“There, a good friend of mine lived once there,” Xiao Chai pulled Ye Peitian up and explained the reason why he climbed up, “He was really a good friend. When he was leaving, he deliberately left a pack of candies at my house. I often go to see it, hoping he will come back someday.”There was a rain not long ago that made this muddy street even more filthy.

Two people, one tall and one short, stepped on a puddle on the ground and walked in a dark alley. In the dark corner of the roadside, a ragged woman had unbuttoned her clothes button and was feeding her child. There were two young, skinny children beside her, who were busy helping their mother to clean up the area dilapidated by the rain.

Seeing Xiao Chai and Ye Peitian stepping over the water, the two skinny little boys wanted to hug Ye Peitian’s legs, “Brother, I am hungry. Give me some food.”

They failed to succeed, and Ye Peitian didn’t move much. He lifted their hands to hold their collars, and mercilessly pushed the two children into the mud.

Xiao Chai scolded and waved his hand, “Go away! I can’t eat enough by myself, how can I give you food?”

“Don’t give birth to so many if you can’t afford it. No one will raise them for you even if you are born on the street.”

There were often women on this street who were forced to have children, but most of these women didn’t have children whose fathers were uknown.

Xiao Chai was one of the children abandoned by such parents on this street. He was one of the few who survived.

The two boys who were used to encountering rejection rolled in the mud but didn’t cry. They crawled back to their mother’s side, wiped the mud from their faces, and looked pitifully at Ye Peitian’s Wowotou. Their skinny and sleepy mother took out her hand and touched their heads casually, which was considered to be comforting.

The slender legs that walked past them didn’t stop at all, but the Wowotou was tossed over and rolled in the mother’s arms accurately.“Ah, how many times have I told you, you can’t be so soft-hearted. They will stop you every time. I suspect that if you had not met me, you would have starved to death,” the small but very old Xiao Chai scolded his friend, while breaking his Wowotou from his arms in half and handed it to Ye Peitian.

Ye Peitian didn’t speak. He took it and ate it slowly.

The owner of a bun shop on the street opened the cover of a drawer of buns that had just come out of the baking, and the fragrance of the white bread spread to the street.

Xiao Chao sucked the smell hard twice and touched his stomach quietly.

It took him so much time to eat after a whole day, which really made him unable to withstand hunger. Although Wowotou was delicious, the portion was too small. It was still full of black cakes. He decided to eat black cakes tomorrow.

Ye Peitian stopped and turned to look at him. A green magic crystal appeared in his fingers and passed into the bun shop.

Xiao Chai grabbed his hand and looked left and right, and lowered his voice angrily, “What are you doing? You got a third-order magic crystal. You could use it embedded in equipment for kinetic energy, or changed for rare substances. But you actually want to use it for buns?”

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