Brother Bin picked up the ten-yuan note from the bowl and deeply kissed it near his lips, with tears in his eyes.
Wu Xiaoyu saw these people dancing with joy over ten yuan and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's going on with you all? It's just ten yuan!"
Huang Mao rushed to Wu Xiaoyu and said excitedly, "Wu... Master Wu, we haven't eaten for several meals! You're the first person to give us money!"
"You've been begging for two days, and no one gave you any money?" Wu Xiaoyu asked, half doubting. Huang Mao and the others nodded seriously.
Damn! This world is definitely going downhill, people's hearts have turned cold? Wait, something doesn't seem right here? Wu Xiaoyu looked at the group with puzzled eyes.
Brother Bin, seeing Wu Xiaoyu looking at him, quickly turned his head and wiped away the tears that hadn't fallen, then gave the ten yuan in his hand to a little brother to buy steamed buns.
