Infinite Waste Pick-up System

The homeless are very poor, and one of the old men has a wound on his leg that's about to fester, and when he walks, he relies on the help of the other two.    

    

After being scolded by the stall owner who sold the pan-fried stuffed bun, the Vagabonds felt ashamed. However, they were still unwilling and directly knelt down to beg the other stall owners.    

    

"I beg of you, he needs money to treat his illness, I beg of you!"    

    

Two homeless people with jet-black faces begged the surrounding crowd, but the stall owners of the surrounding stalls practically ignored them.    

    

Some kind passers-by gave them a few dollars, and the homeless people shed tears of gratitude.    

    

At this time, the stall owner who sold pan-fried stuffed buns sneered and said, "You guys hurry up and leave. I already said that I don't have money for you guys. No matter how much money he has, he can't be cured. If you guys delay our business again, don't blame me for using violence!"    

    

When the homeless men heard that, they could only stand up and support the old man as they walked out of the alley.    

    

"At least you know what's good for you!"    

    

Only then did the stall owner, who was selling pan-fried stuffed buns, speak coldly in satisfaction.    

    

At this moment.    

    

"Wait a moment. "    

    

Liu Fann, who had finished cleaning up the trash in front of the stall, suddenly stood up and called out to the three homeless people.    

    

He picked up the woven bag and walked towards the old man. He carefully looked at his injuries. The wounds on his feet were maggots and were wrapped in bandages.    

    

The middle-aged homeless man turned around and was about to ask for money from him, but when he saw Liu Fann, who was covered in sweat and carrying a garbage bag, he swallowed his words.    

    

Seeing Liu Fann looking for something in the woven bag, the homeless man said with a bitter face, "Little brother, we are all bitter people, you don't have to give us money. . . "    

    

Before he could finish, he was shocked by the two stacks of cash in Liu Fann's hand and stopped abruptly.    

    

Liu Fann put the money into the homeless man's bowl and said, "Take this money and treat him. "    

    

The homeless man opened his mouth wide. His lips trembled, and tears flowed out of his eyes. He was so excited that he could not speak.    

    

The surrounding crowd also saw the money in his bowl, and their eyes were all attracted!    

    

The pan-fried stuffed bun seller's line of sight was blocked by Liu Fann. He thought that Liu Fann was donating money, so he laughed out loud and said, "A garbage collector donating money to a beggar, it's like laughing to death. Are you donating garbage?"    

    

He mocked with all his might. Liu Fann had almost messed up his business. How could he let go of this opportunity to mock him?    

    

However, he immediately felt that something was wrong.    

    

No one around him agreed with him. They were even looking at him with similar eyes.    

    

They all looked at him with the same emotion.    

    

It was mockery!    

    

He did not understand what was going on and subconsciously looked at Liu Fann. He saw the homeless man kneeling down and kowtowing to Liu Fann to express his gratitude.    

    

The passers-by and many stall owners looked at Liu Fann in disbelief.    

    

"He actually gave all this money to the beggar!"    

    

"Didn't he pick up trash? Why is he so rich?"    

    

"I finally believe that his family is rich. He picked up trash because he cares about the environment. . . "    

    

The way everyone looked at Liu Fann changed.    

    

Many girls had a strange look in their eyes. They murmured, "He is the real rich man. He helps the people he needs to help!"    

    

"I suddenly feel that he is so handsome, how could he be a garbage collector?"    

    

"Those people who look down on him and say that he has gone crazy from poverty are really despicable!"    

    

At this moment, the stall owner selling pan-fried stuffed buns, the greasy uncle, finally saw the two thick stacks of money in the beggar's bowl. He immediately opened his mouth in shock and was dumbstruck.    

    

This money was given to the beggar by this trash picker?    

    

He felt a little dizzy.