For a while, the fat man had already regarded the new beggar as his own and no longer served as he had before. Instead, he had the intention of taking care of his brother.

He first went to his room box to search for a set of 70% new clothes and a pair of cloth shoes, and then went to the warehouse to find a new bucket for him, asking him to go to the well in the northeast corner of the yard to get a bucket of water and go to the toilet to take a shower and change it.

When the little beggar went to take a shower, the fat man turned back to the empty room. He simply cleaned it, and then laid a clean quilt. He patted the pillow with thick bran on the head of the bed. When he straightened his waist, he felt that the light in the room was dim. There were no windows in the downward room, only the door was transparent.

When I turned around, haha, wasn’t it the new servant who blocked half of the light?

In the darkness, the little fat man only saw his tall figure.

The height is almost six feet long. The fat man thought sourly, this guy is so tall.

The little fat man didn't know much, so he was only responsible for watching the door and doing some chores in the clinic. Although he tried hard to learn to read, his learning speed did not seem to be faster than he forgot. For this reason, he thought of another way. He saw that the guards of those wealthy families were all possessed martial arts, and he naturally had to be very good at martial arts as the only guard in the Mo Family Medical Center. Since a few years ago, he has been learning kung fu by Master Sun from the martial arts hall at the end of the street. In recent years, he has been better, but he is not tall. The food he ate seems to have grown in a horizontal direction. Even the lady didn't call him the earth dragon, but changed her mouth and called him the little fat man.

Fortunately, Du Zhong and the others are not much taller than him. However, this is the new one...

The little fat man approached a little sadness, his eyes just on this guy's shoulders.

"Hey, boy, you are so angry that you can't even eat enough to eat, and you can still get a sucking stick." The fat man patted his shoulder and said a little sour.

"Brother Xiaopang is joking. He is all given by his parents, and I can't control him."

"Well, this arm is quite strong." The little fat man punched his arm again. The bulging muscles were as hard as a stone, and they were even stronger than his practice of boxing every day.

"I used to help people carry goods and make money, and I was just a piece of dirty meat." The beggar smiled.

As I got closer, the fat man also saw the beggar clearly. His hair was placed in front of his head and his mud was covered in mud. He looked like he was no different from other beggars. Now he washed it from head to toe and put on clean clothes. He seemed to have changed his body.

My black hair was still dripping with water, and I simply combed it straight and spread it out.

He has sword eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, high nose and thin lips. If it weren't for the dark spots of the skin, he would be like a young actor on the stage, looking so handsome that even those young actors were three points inferior.

He is tall and so beautiful. The fat man once again felt that God was biased, so why did he give all the good things to everyone?

However, no matter how good he looks, he is just a beggar.

Thinking of this, he finally felt a little comforted. However, his kind nature made the little fat man realize that it was wrong for him to think like this. It was already miserable enough to be a beggar. He was still looking for comfort in him, which was too unkind.

The lady often said that it is not easy for everyone. Since we met each other, we were all from the Mo Family Hospital, we would love each other in the future. God took away our original relatives, and we would become relatives ourselves. Although we were not close relatives with blood, we were also destined people who depended on each other for life.

So, when the little fat man looked up at the beggar again, he was already looking at his relatives.

Since he is a relative, he is not polite.

He slapped his strong shoulder with one hand.

"Okay, the strength to chop firewood and carry water in the yard will belong to you in the future."

"No problem, it will definitely satisfy Brother Xiaopang." The beggar responded readily.

The little fat man was also satisfied with his pleasure and raised his lips and smiled.

"Okay, you can rest in the room for a while, then see what is missing, and tell me, and I will help you arrange it. It's time to close the store now, so I'll close the door first. When Li's mother asks to start dinner later, I'll call you again."

After the fat man finished speaking, he walked away.

The beggar turned around and looked at the small room, which had a bed and a bed. It seemed that he could have a good night's sleep tonight.

After a while, the fat man came back and asked the beggar to go to the kitchen with him for dinner.

When we arrived at the kitchen, the beggar found that there was only the shopkeeper and three other friends by the dining table.

As soon as the beggar and the fat guy sat down, someone couldn't help but turn on their chopsticks quickly.

"Hey, where is Miss Mo's family? Don't you have to wait for the lady to come and have a meal together?" asked the beggar.

"Miss? Miss? I eat in the inner courtyard. I don't have the same table as us. Only during the big festival, the lady will set up a table and have dinner with everyone in the main hall. At other times, Mother Li cooks on both sides of the inner courtyard. However, the lady did not treat our friends badly. In terms of weight, the inner courtyard is not as good as the outer courtyard. When the clinic was a little tight before, we were not hungry. Now the clinic is better, look, the lady asks Mother Li to add food to us." The guy who had already stuffed a mouthful of meat explained to the beggar vaguely.

"That's right, the lady is not the kind of stingy person. Eat it, little brother, you'll be slower, but you'll have to finish all the delicious food by Sangzhi. I see, the lady just can't stand the appearance of Sangzhi like a wolf and a tiger, so she won't eat it with us."

The little fat man had already served a bowl of white rice and placed it in front of the beggar. He handed him a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and joked about the guy who started eating first just now. "You said you look gentle, why are you more eye-catching than horns?"

The ox horn on one side was really shot, because everyone looked at Sangzhi and looked at him again. The four guys in the clinic counted the ox horns that were the tallest and strongest, but also the gentlest and most gentle. Instead, the ox horns were a little lively and tricky-and-dirty Sangzhi, who looked pretty and gentle, was a pair of lively treasures with the little fat man.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaopang." The beggar took the chopsticks and thanked the little fat man.

"Oh, why did the little fat man become a little fat man? No wonder he was so enthusiastic today. It turned out that he was taking over me." When Sang Zhi heard the little fat man teasing him, he naturally was not willing to be outdone and joked back.

"It's true." The little fat man didn't argue, but smiled, "From now on, he will be taken care of by me, don't bully him."

Hearing this, the others shook their heads without regard, and only Sangzhi burst into laughter.

"As long as you don't bully him, no one will bully him in the clinic."

When the others heard Sang Zhi say this, they laughed.

The little fat man immediately blushed, saying this as if he had bullied people. He was a kind person, and the only time he was to dress up as a villain was to deal with those who went to the clinic to make trouble. Especially the Zhou family came. When he thought of the Zhou family's bad legs, he would be angry again. If the lady hadn't said she could not do anything, he would have called him up with fists.

"Why are you blushing when you tell me a few jokes?"

The shopkeeper frowned slightly as he saw the fat man's blushing and angry look. He picked up a piece of braised pork that he liked to eat the most in his bowl.

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The sizes and specifications in ancient times were not very uniform, and there were differences in different dynasties and regions. The commonly said that the seven-foot man in a seven-foot man should be based on the system before the Southern and Northern Dynasties. One foot is at most 25cm. The so-called seven-foot man is nothing more than 1.7 meters. The dynasties afterwards were all above 30cm. The Ming and Qing dynasties were close to 35, and then seven feet was more than two meters. The system of this article was imitated by the Song Dynasty, and one foot was about 31.68cm. The height of the beggar in this chapter was set to be about 1.8 meters, so it was close to six feet.

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