Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 1014

Chapter 1014: 242: Tit for Tat

In the winter cold, Ni Yang, even clad in a thick down jacket, felt cold; however, Grandfather Du still wore that same old-fashioned long robe, stepping around in a pair of cloth shoes.

"I was born with a cold constitution; I fear neither cold nor heat," Grandfather Du stated indifferently.

Ni Yang nodded, as if she had just remembered something, "Oh, right, I think I’ve heard you say that before."

Back in summer at the airport, when they were seeing Mo Qishen off, Ni Yang had even joked that Grandfather Du’s physique was ideal for medical experiments.

"Why are you alone? Where’s Pei Zhi?" Grandfather Du twisted his Buddha Beads, continuing to inquire.

"He’s gone to C City," Ni Yang replied.

Grandfather Du nodded slightly. As he passed the middle-aged man begging for alms, he instinctively reached for a banknote from his person to throw into the bowl. But just as he was about to toss it, a pale hand blocked his, "Don’t give it to him."

The middle-aged beggar was stunned, having thought he was about to score a small fortune today, only to have someone block his money-making path.

This young girl was just too cruel! Not giving money was one thing, but to prevent others from giving!

Couldn’t she see how pitiful he was?

Compared to the comrade who had just readily parted with fifty cents, she was far worse!

The middle-aged man’s face looked unpleasant.

Grandfather Du looked up, the owner of the hand was Ni Yang, his face showing bewilderment, as he knew that Ni Yang was not someone without compassion.

"He’s a professional beggar," Ni Yang explained.

"A professional beggar?" Grandfather Du was somewhat puzzled.

Ni Yang continued, "Simply put, someone who lives off begging. Don’t think he looks pitiable now. When it comes time to clock out, his food and drink, his clothes and housing are all better than anyone else’s."

Though poor, he held firm to his pride.

True paupers would not beg.

It was the eighties; China’s economy was thriving. As long as one had strength and wasn’t disabled, basically no one would starve to death.

In the future, professional beggars could be seen almost everywhere—in subways, in malls...

Some professional beggars were worth millions, owning dozens of apartments in the city.