"Okay, please sit down."

The stall owner who was trying to pack the wontons stood up with a smile, walked to the cauldron that had already boiled, picked up his hands, and proficiently dropped the just wrapped wontons in, the sound of water continued It boils and rolls the wonton up and down, constantly ups and downs, and it doesn't take long for it to emit a rich aroma.

With a copy of the hand, and a slight turn, the clouds and water flow, and in each clean and white bowl, there are 20 wontons, no more, no less.

After the broth was poured slowly, a steaming bowl of wontons just out of the pot was completed, and they were put one by one by the stall owner to the table of the guests.

"Hahaha! It smells so good!"

"Little boss, this craft, I have nothing to say!"

"So hot, so hot!"

The guests glistened their eyes and feasted!

"Brother, I'm so hungry, I really want to eat wonton!"

At this moment, a voice with strong desire and envy rang out from outside the Wonton stall. She was a little dirty girl, about seven or eight years old, with a dirty face.

But the big eyes are innocent and cute. They looked straight at the boiling wontons in the pot on the wonton stall. His saliva was flowing, and his little black hands were tightly pulling in front of him. The little girl was one or two years older, and was also full of dirty little boys.

When the little boy heard his sister's longing voice, his somewhat stubborn brows wrinkled slightly. He did not speak, but cautiously reached out his left hand into the some tattered jacket pocket and took out, and finally took out two cents.

"I spent ten cents on medicine for my mother. I borrowed eight cents from my neighbor, Aunt Zhang, and I have to pay it back today. Excluding these, only two cents are left. I originally wanted to buy a better pair of straw sandals so I could enter the mine. Go deeper and you can pick up more coal."

Although the little boy was only ten years old and very young, he supported the whole family by himself, never complained, and took care of his sister.

He had already planned what to do with the remaining two cents, but now passing by the wonton stall, the younger sister wanted to eat wonton. Seeing her cute and longing innocent big eyes, the little boy was stubborn. There was a touch of distress in his eyes, and he also turned his head to look at the wontons rolling in the big pot of the wonton stall, and swallowed!

With their family, they can't even eat wonton!

"As long as the nun is happy, I will buy it for her, isn't it just a pair of straw sandals! No more, this afternoon, it's a big deal to go deeper into the mine, try to pick up more coal, and stay up all night."

He would rather endure hardships by himself, and the little boy would not make his sister unhappy, and wanted to meet his sister's expectations.

Gently touched his little sister's head, the little boy said with a smile: "Go, 囡囡! My brother will take you to eat wontons!"

"Really? Brother!!"

The little girl’s big eyes were suddenly full of surprises, she looked at the little girl, but it seemed that something had been thought of, the big eyes dimmed suddenly, and she shook her head and said, “Forget about it, brother, my daughter will not eat it. It’s not easy for my brother to make money. Disease is the most important."

"Don’t worry, if your brother is here, your mother will be cured, and your brother is rich! Go!"

The little boy spoke boldly, holding two pennies in one hand, and directly pulling the little girl with one hand to the front of the wonton stall. He walked to the street vendor man and pretended to be proud and said: "Boss, please have a bowl..."

The little boy's voice suddenly stagnated!

After approaching the Wonton stall, the little boy could see clearly that the five words "Sanwen Qian and a bowl" were written on the front of the stall.

A bowl of warm wontons, twenty full for three cents!

The little boy knew that the price was actually not expensive at all, and it was more than enough for five cents. It was already a conscience price.

But he has two cents left in his hand!

At this moment, the younger sister stared at the wontons in the cauldron with big eyes, and the little boy held the two pennies in his hand tightly, a little embarrassed.

"Twenty three pennies. I should be able to buy two pennies. The big deal is only ten, as long as my sister can eat it! I beg the boss!"

For the little boy, "begging for help" is what he is most willing to do!

Although he is only ten years old, the cruel world has already ripened him. He is strong by nature, even stubborn. He would rather suffer several times more by himself than beg for help in a low voice.

A real man, regardless of age!

But at this moment, looking at his sister's longing eyes, the little boy took a deep breath!

Begging for her sister, this is not wronged.

The little boy muster up his courage and speak!

A bowl of warm wontons was suddenly gently placed in front of the little girl, and at the same time a young and warm voice rang slowly with a trace of magnetism.

"Little sister, elder brother will ask you to eat a bowl of wonton, okay?"

It was the street vendor man who spoke, with a warm smile on his handsome face, and his eyes were like the sun in the sky, exuding the warm power of tolerance, very kind.

The little girl swallowed, but she still looked at her brother.

The little boy was a little taken aback, he became very unnatural. The last thing he wanted in his life was to get charity from others. He believed that he could take good care of his sister.

He held the two pennies tightly with his left hand, but when he looked at the stall owner, he saw the warm and kindly smiling eyes. There was no pity or pity in them, but only encouragement and approval. , Well appreciated.

"As an elder brother, you are doing really well, your sister's eyes are still very pure and lovely, you are really amazing."

The stall owner looked at the little boy with a sincere tone of appreciation. For some reason, looking at the stall owner’s warm eyes, the little boy suddenly felt a sore nose, but he was filled with a kind of happiness called recognition. Feeling filled!

"So, I asked you to eat this bowl of wontons, no money, because you are a good brother."

The stall owner sat back with a smile, and continued to pack his own wontons.

The little boy took a close look at the stall owner, as if he wanted to remember the other person's appearance deeply, then he stretched out his hands to hold the steaming wonton that night, and bowed deeply towards the stall owner. !

The little girl is still a little ignorant, but when she sees her brother bend down and bow, she also bends down and bows equally delicately.

"Thank you."

After saying this, the little boy straightened up and took his sister to the table aside, picked up a spoon for her sister, and watched her happily start to devour wontons.

"Brother, it's delicious! You eat too! I feed you!"

The little girl smiled very happily, and delivered a hot wonton to the little boy's mouth, and the little boy swallowed it in a big mouthful of happiness.

The two brothers and sisters ate them bite by bite.

Twenty wontons in a bowl, three cents.

But even the little boy did not notice that his bowl of wontons was not twenty, but thirty in total.