The little girl raised her head, looked at Lin Yu timidly, and then looked at the candied haws in Lin Yu's hand.

"Here, take it."

Lin Yu handed the candied haws to the little girl.

"Thank you big brother."

After the little girl thanked her softly, she took the candied gourd and ate it.

Lin Yu Zejing waited for the surrounding environment to change, waiting for him to return to the house.

I took it and waited until the little girl ate half a bunch of candied haws, but nothing changed.

"It doesn't seem to work."

"It is estimated that eating candied haws is just the wish of this little girl, far from being a dream."

Lin Yu leaned against the wall with the straw pole and continued walking along the street.

As he walks he analyzes the definition of a dream.

Compared to hopes, wishes, desires, etc., dreams should be on a higher level.

Judging from the two words that make up a dream, it is obvious that a dream is something that is difficult to achieve, while thinking is a desire for this dream to be realized.

Therefore, a dream should be something that is impossible to achieve under normal circumstances, but someone yearns for it.

"You still have to find a child."

"Adults have generally been beaten by society and will abandon unrealistic ideas, but children are not, and children are more likely to have dreams in their hearts."

After making up his mind, Lin Yu quickened his pace.

Now his goal is very clear, is to find a child with big dreams.

In a quiet alley.

A boy about ten years old leads a girl about six years old slowly.

The two were in tattered clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and they walked very slowly. At first glance, they looked like little beggars who had not eaten enough.

"Brother, Ningning is very hungry."

"Ning Ning, go ahead and find a good family who is willing to give charity."

The boy tightened the tattered clothes on his body, helped the little girl tidy up again, and then continued to walk forward.

The pace of the two was still slow.

If possible, the two really just want to sit on the street and rest for a while.

But the desire to live kept them going.

Finally, after walking hard for a while, the two walked out of the alley and came to the street.

There are all kinds of shops on the street, some buy fruits, some sell snacks, and the fragrance fills the whole street.

"Brother, Ningning is even more hungry."

The little girl smacked her mouth and said.

The boy scratched the back of his head and said, "Brother, go and beg them for something to eat."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded obediently, looking eagerly at a shop selling meat buns in the distance.

The smell of meat and the tempting aroma of pasta came from there, and the little girl kept gulping.

The same is true for the boy, his nose flaring and his saliva flowing.

Slightly clenching his fists, the boy strode towards the bun shop in front of him.

On the signboard of Baozipu, the words Zhang Jiroubao were written, and the boy's eyes stayed on it for a moment.

Soon, the boy came to the door of the steamed bun.

"The shopkeeper, please do it, give me two buns to eat."

The bun shop owner glanced at the boy and didn't say much.

Neither agree nor disagree.

The boy fell to his knees with a plop.

His mother had told him that the man had gold under his knees, but now he couldn't control that much.

He might be able to bear the hunger for a while, but he couldn't bear to watch his sister starve.

"The shopkeeper, I know the characters. I will write down the name of your shop in the notebook. When I grow up, I will definitely return your kindness."

As the boy spoke, he took out a book from the tattered clothes and opened it. The writing on it was neat and powerful, and it recorded a lot of things densely.

The owner of Baozipu sighed and shook his head slightly: "They are all poor people."

Saying that, he took out the oiled paper and wrapped four meat buns.

When the boy saw this, he immediately showed a surprised smile, and saluted again and again: "Thank you shopkeeper, thank you shopkeeper!"

However, just when the owner of the steamed buns shop was about to hand over the wrapped meat buns to the boy, the owner of the shop next door quickly came to him.

He whispered in a hurried tone in his ear: "Old Zhang, are you crazy? This child is the remnant of the Sun Mansion in the north of the city!"

"what?"

The steamed bun shop owner's expression froze, and he almost didn't grasp the oil paper bag in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at the boy and shouted angrily, "You broom star, you are here to harm me on purpose, get out of here, and I won't break your legs if you don't get out!"

"roll!"

Another shop owner also scolded.

The boy was helpless, so he had to put away the book tremblingly, got up and bowed to the two of them, turned and left with a sad face.

When the two saw the boy walking away, they couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Such a knowledgeable child, hey..."

"The way of heaven is unfair!"

The two kept shaking their heads, watching the boy go away.

On the other side, the boy dragged his tired body back to the little girl.

Seeing that the boy returned without success, the little girl was so anxious that she burst into tears.

This time she didn't say that she was hungry, probably because she knew it was useless to say it.

The boy reached out and touched her little head, and said, "Ningning, we will find a way to get out of the city, and we will definitely be able to catch food outside the city."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded heavily, hope rekindled in her eyes.

The boy turned around sadly and led the little girl forward.

He knew in his heart that he and his sister would never be able to leave the city.

Because the person who destroyed their family just wanted to see them both starve to death in the city.

They have high weight and are very powerful. No one in this big city dares to provoke them.

Therefore, the fate of their siblings is actually doomed.

Two thin and short figures slowly moved towards the city gate.

At the same time, somewhere in the city.

Lin Yu saw everything in his eyes.

"The fate of these two children is tragic, and I don't know if they still have dreams in their hearts."

"But at least it's more likely than those kids who don't care about food and clothing."

Along the way, Lin Yu observed many children.

He found that many children do not actually have dreams, only fantasies.

Fantasies and dreams may seem similar, but they are actually quite different.

Dreams are things that desire to be fulfilled, but fantasies are nothing but idle fantasies at leisure.

Even the person who gave birth to the fantasy did not expect those things in the fantasy to come true.

Therefore, Lin Yu feels that dreams may exist in the hearts of those who have personally experienced the cruelty of the world, but have not completely lost confidence in the world.

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The little boy clearly knew his situation, but he did not give up hope.

From what he just said to the owner of Baozipu, it can be seen that he still has a vision for the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu walked quickly towards the front gate of the city.

On the other side, the boy and the little girl walked forward step by step, and unknowingly came to the city gate.

When the guards at the city gate saw the two of them, they immediately became alert as if they were facing a great enemy.

They are not ordinary people, and they know the identities of these two very well.

"Go back if you don't want to die."

A guard scolded coldly.

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