Bei Yutang raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously he wanted to eat, why didn't he want it.

"What's wrong?"

Kid Mo shook his head, "It's too expensive." ”

Xiao Zimo knew that his mother only had a dozen copper plates in his pocket, and he was reluctant.

Bei Yutang touched the copper plate in his pocket, there are indeed not many, some are stretched, and there is no big difference between spending one or two copper plates.

Bei Yutang took a little tiger directly from the shelf and handed it to Xiao Zimo, "How about this?" ”

"Mother."

The boy Mo looked at him stunned.

Bei Yutang took out two pennies and handed them to the vendor.

"Let's go." Bei Yutang led the boy Mo with one hand.

Kid Mo is holding a candy man, and there is a sense of unreality.

He had fantasized countless times that his mother would buy delicious food for himself, but now he really has it, and this feeling makes his heart sweet.

He couldn't help but sneak a glance at Bei Yutang.

It's good to be a mother now.

The two went straight to the rice store. Here rice costs eight cents a catty, white flour costs six cents a catty, millet rice costs three cents a catty, and the cheapest one is brown rice, which costs a pound.

Brown rice is not actually rice, but a kind of grain shell, which is eaten by livestock, unless the family is really poor and does not boil the pot to eat it.

If you eat too much of this thing, you will be prone to constipation and bleeding.

In his memory, Xiao Zimo often ate brown rice, and there were several times when he pulled out blood, and the pain was so painful that he almost lost his life. The woman of Mu Zhitao ignored it at all and left him to fend for himself.

Fortunately, the boy Mofu had a great life, so he was not tossed to death by the woman of Mu Zhitao.

No matter how cheap brown rice is, no matter how poor she is, she will not buy it for the two of them.

Eighteen pennies, except for the two pennies of the sugar man of the boy Mo, there are sixteen pennies.

Rice is too expensive, and it will be spent on two catties. White flour is also expensive, but it is better than rice.

Bei Yutang touched the copper plate in his pocket, bought four catties of millet rice, spent twelve yuan, and had four yuan left. When I had food, I had vegetables, and I bought some Chinese cabbage.

Chinese cabbage is very cheap, two pieces for a penny, Beiyutang bought four, and the remaining two pennies were all bought with salt.

Now he is penniless.

"Look at him, the clothes he wears are so torn."

"My family is better dressed than this."

As Xiao Zimo ate the candy man, he heard two little boys in rich clothes pointing at him. Kid Mo looked at them, and the two little boys glared back at him.

"Look at it, it's called Hanako."

"Let's stay away from him. I've heard people say that this kind of poor Hanako is very dirty, with fleas and insects. ”

Xiao Zimo looked at the clothes on his body, which were full of patches, but he didn't stink Hanako.

"I'm not called Hanako."

When the two little boys saw that he dared to talk back to them, they immediately quit.

"Look at the clothes you're wearing, it's not called Hanako."

"I'm not."

"Stinky Hanako, you go away." One of the little boys stepped forward directly and pushed the boy down with a hand.

The boy Mo was defenseless, and the person was pushed to the ground.

Bei Yutang heard the movement and came out of the salt shop, and saw the boy Zimo lying on the ground, and in front of him, there were two little boys.

At a glance, you can see what happened.

"What are you doing?" Bei Yutang said vigorously.

When the two little boys saw the adults appear, they turned around and ran away.

Bei Yutang hurriedly squatted down and lifted the little bun from the ground, "Are you hurt?" Where did the fall hurt? ”

Faced with her concerned questioning, the boy Mo shook his head stunned.

"Nope."

After Bei Yutang looked up and down, he saw that he was fine, and he was relieved.

"Mo'er, what happened just now?"

Xiao Zimo didn't dare to hide it, and replied 1510: "They said that my name was Hanako, but I said no." One of them stepped forward and gave me a push. ”

Talking, talking, Xiao Zimo's head couldn't be lowered.

Will my mother be angry?

Xiao Zimo is ready to be scolded by his mother.