Chapter 943: Angel girl (2).

And Yang Zimei felt less lonely because of her.
Girls often wear some clothes for her, although they are old clothes, they are warm and clean.
Yang Zimei looked excitedly at the eight-year-old girl named Ye Qing.
"Auntie, we want to buy some chicken wings and chicken legs for barbecue. How much does it cost?"
Xia Mo said to the boss.
As soon as the boss seemed to be in business, she stopped reprimanding her daughter and put on a smiley face to face the two of Xia Mo. All of these chicken wings were purchased this morning. They are fresh and grilled, and they taste absolutely good. "
Yang Zimei saw that eight-year-old Ye Qing quietly reached out and grabbed a salt-baked chicken in his hand, put it behind his back, and quietly left.
"Xia Mo, you buy it first. I have something to do. I'll call you later."
Yang Zimei said to Xia Mo, hurried to catch up with the little figure, and followed her.
I saw her turn out of the market and walk to the overpass.
A five-year-old child with polio is lying on the flyover, and is constantly scratching his head and begging.
Ye Qing went to the child and took out his chicken drumsticks, revealing her ugly, angel-like smile, "Do you want to eat?"
When the little beggar saw it, he stretched out his hand and took it away.
Ye Qing looked aside, and in those clear pupils, there was a light of compassion and compassion.
The corners of Yang Zimei's eyes were wet.
This little fellow, despite being ridiculed by discrimination and ridicule, has maintained this kind of compassion.
Compared with her, she was simply too bad.
She bought two bottles of drinks and walked over, one bottle to the little beggar and one bottle to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing looked at her doubtfully.
"For you to eat."
Yang Zimei smiled.
"Thank you, sister. I'm not thirsty. I'll leave it for you."
Ye Qing reluctantly glanced at the bottle of Wahaha juice, swallowed a spit, and handed it to the beggar.
The little beggar is naturally rude and accepts everything.
Yang Zimei gave a hundred dollars to the little beggar and reached out to pull Ye Qing's hand. "Ye Qing, let's talk together, okay?"
"Do you know my name? Who are you?"
Ye Qing asked curiously.
"I'm Yang Zimei. I've known you for a long time."
Yang Zimei said with a smile, "Let's go and sit over KFC and chat while eating, okay?"
Ye Qing tilted her head for a while and thought, "But Sister Zimei, I really want to have never seen you before. You are so beautiful, I will never forget them if I have seen them."
"Oh, my sister wasn't pretty before, my sister was like a beggar before him, but you gave your sister a few chicken legs to eat."
Yang Zimei smiled.
"Really? Sister, you have been a beggar before? But it looks like you are rich now."
Ye Qing brightened his eyes in surprise.
"Sister won the lottery and developed, hehe."
Yang Zimei smiled.
"It's a blessing. You won't have to suffer anymore. I'm so happy." Ye Qing looked with joy, as if she had won the lottery.
Looking at her simple, thoughtless face, Yang Zimei moved again.
"Sister, you won the prize, so much money, otherwise, you give him some so that he does not suffer."
Ye Qing pointed at the little beggar, expressing sympathy.
"Ok."
Yang Zi nodded, "I will take care of him instead of you, but each has his own life, and some things are not what we can reverse."
"Sister, no one is destined to suffer, as if you were a beggar, and now the lottery has become rich. He should be able to change his life!"
Ye Qing puzzled.
Yang Zimei looked at her without speaking.
Some destinies are doomed to change. People who have the chance to change will change them, not hers.
However, she is Ye Qing's chance!
Because of the previous life, she owed Ye Qing a lot. This life is destined to return.