"fine."

Sivarka shook her head.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with the poor.

Because, it's really troublesome.

He himself is too busy to take care of himself, and the more involved he will be even more troublesome.

"Uncle, wait a moment."

The little girl said and turned around and ran back to the room, then walked out with a cup of hot water the next moment.

"Mom said, drinking a little hot at this time will make you feel better."

"Uncle, you have to remember that there will be hope when you are alive."

Looking at the hot water cup handed to him and listening to the little girl's pretending to be a little adult, Sivarka smiled and shook her head.

There is no doubt that the little girl regarded him as a wandering bankrupt.

No more explanation.

After taking the hot water cup, Sivarka drank it all in one go.

"Thanks."

He smiled and thanked him, subconsciously reached out and touched the wallet in his pocket.

How could Sivarka, who is a deacon with a knife, be short of money?

You know, the secret hall also pays a salary. Although it is not as good as a rich man, it is more than enough for ordinary people.

However, when touching his wallet, Sivarka was stunned.

He didn't bring his wallet.

Because he was so eager for "rest" time that he couldn't wait to leave the dark hall.

Damn it!

I originally hoped to use money to understand this trouble.

Now it seems...

Just as Sivarka touched her pocket and frowned, the little girl hesitated for a moment, finally turned around and ran back to the room, and then took out a scarf.

Not wool-woven.

It was made of worn clothes.

Very small.

It belongs to the little girl himself.

"Uncle will give it to you."

“It will be warmer.”

"There is a bed there, which belongs to the Lame Uncle. He has a bad temper, but if you say it well, he will ask you to pay credit first and sleep there. Moreover, the Lame Uncle will introduce you to a job. As long as you have a job, you can rent an old coat from the Lame Uncle. If you want to eat, you can go to the One-Eyed Auntie, and her place can also pay it back, but if you make money, you must pay it back to her. She has four children to raise..."

Listening to the survival guide of the shanty town, Sivarka stared at the little girl blankly.

He could see that the little girl knew he had no money.

The worn scarf handed in front of you is enough to show that the little girl's family is not rich or poor.

"You guys are already like this, why are you still?"

Sivarka asked, unable to help but.

"Because we survived with the help of others."

"So, my mom said we should help more people like us."

The little girl said naively, looking at Sivarka with innocent eyes, with a slight smile.

No utilitarianism.

There is no intention.

It's help.

Simple help.

"OK, thanks."

Taking a deep breath, Sivarka thanked again, but he did not take the scarf.

He doesn't need it.

But the little girl needs it.

Looking at the bruised and swollen girl's hands, Sivarka pointed to the place where the girl was before her.

"I know where I'm going."

"You go back quickly."

"besides……"

"It's very dangerous not to talk to strangers casually in the future."

Sivarka pointed to the door behind him, and he heard the rushing footsteps. It was obvious that the little girl's elders discovered that the little girl was missing. With a smile, Sivarka walked towards the position where the little girl pointed before the other party appeared.

Of course he doesn't need to find any job.

But he couldn't bear to let the little girl down.

for……

That helps.

Sivarka walked forward, and the little girl's mother's cry came from behind.

"Elie, I said don't go out casually."

"Go back quickly."

The little girl was pulled back to the dilapidated house by her mother. Sivarka couldn't help but look back. The little girl waved to him and signaled goodbye.

Sivarka responded and waved.

The dilapidated door is closed.

After Sivarka confirmed that the little girl would not see her, she took a detour towards the Central Third Ring Road.

He had made a decision with his brisk steps.

Next time you rest, bring enough Kimptons.

Good will be rewarded.

Ellie deserves his reward.

Maybe not too much.

But at least, let Ellie get out of this environment.

But he knew what would happen here.

If there is no previous help, forget it. With previous help, he does not want a innocent little girl to encounter those.

Another big unneeded expense!

So, you have to bring your wallet when you go out in the future!

It is obvious that two or three copper coins can solve the problem, but now it will cost at least 50. No, and her mother and sister will have to settle down near the next ring near the third ring. That will cost at least 100 Jinptons.

My pension has shrunk again.

Sivarka, who was silently thinking in her heart, looked depressed.

But in his heart, he was a little warm.

People are always warmed inadvertently.

Then, choose to warm others.

Perhaps sometimes, everyone has long forgotten the beginning.

Become cold and selfish.

But when the warm moment appears, who won’t take off the disguise?

Maybe there is.

But Sivarka is not.

What he knew was that he was a coward, not a cold ghost.

Humming the tune of his hometown, Sivarka was about to turn a little longer.

However, people who hate always appear when they are in a good mood.
To be continued...