And she really didn't expect that such a noble man as Mo Qijue would come to a place like the vegetable market.

Even if he really wants to buy vegetables, he also goes to the mall.

How did you come to the vegetable market?

"Mo Qijue, what are you doing with so many dishes? And isn't there green vegetables in the vegetable market? " Tong jiumo is curious about why he buys vegetables outside.

Mo Qijue lowered his eyes, looked at her seriously, and whispered, "Mo Mo, these old people need us more than the food stall owners in the food market, you know?"

The tip of Tong jiumo's heart moved.

Very moved.

Mo Qijue looked at an old man behind her with two baskets of eggs at his feet. He held Tong jiumo's small hand tightly and walked over. He squatted down one meter nine and asked the old man, "old man, are your eggs made by domestic chickens? My wife likes boiled eggs and wants to buy her some. "

The old man looked at the man who was expensive in front of him and talked to him like this. The whole man was silly. He laughed and wiped a handful of tears. After a while, he calmed down and said, "yes, these are the eggs of the old hen raised at home, and these are the first eggs. They cost 6 yuan a kilogram. How many kilos do you want?"

"Well, I'll take all these." Mo Qijue said.

When the bodyguard saw that the young master had negotiated the price, he immediately came forward to pay.

Mo Qijue took out ten hundred yuan directly from the wallet of the statement, handed them to the old man with both hands and said, "old man, take this money, it's not fake money."

Tong jiumo was stunned and looked at Mo Qijue.

The old man looked at the red money, stood up with trembling legs, and held the hand of Mo Qijue in both hands, "young man, you are really a good man! But I can't take your money! Your eggs are only about ten kilograms, a total of 60 yuan, and I'll give you 40 yuan. "

"Old man, you take it. Your foot is hurt. You need this money to see a doctor and buy some nutrition." Mo Qijue said.

"But I can't ask for your money..." the old man was very moved.

"Sir, take it. Our young master is kind-hearted. Just now you took two fake money and kept crying. Our young master saw it. We should pay attention not to be fooled in the future." Said the bodyguard.

As soon as the old man heard this, he began to cry. He cried fiercely and bowed to the seventh Lord of the street to thank him.

Mo Qijue patted the old man's body.

Then he left with Tong jiumo.

Tong jiumo looked at it and was moved to cry.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and hug Mo Qijue, and the whole small face was buried in front of his strong chest.

Mo Qijue was stunned. Unexpectedly, she would suddenly hold him. He frowned and asked, "what's the matter? Are you tired? Shall I carry you home? "

Tong jiumo was moved. Seeing that he respected passers-by and was so generous and loving to strange old people, the string in the bottom of her heart was stirred.

She sniffed and shook her head.

Mo Qijue stood in place and let Tong jiumo hold his body.

He could only wait patiently for her to recover.

After a while, Tong jiumo returned to normal mood. She looked at many people around them, and she took Mo Qijue away.

While walking, he asked knowingly, "Mo Qijue, why did you do this?"

A man of his status should not know the suffering of the world.

He lives in a place that ordinary people can't touch and look up to, but he has walked into the life circle of ordinary people. It's so natural that he seems to have such a pace of life every day.

"Silly girl, I just said that the old people outside need us more." Mo Qijue touched her little head and said with a smile.

PS: Mo is so loving and knows life at the age of three ~ you can vote to reward him. Don't ~ Moda ~ ask for a monthly ticket to support Mo at the age of three!