Chapter Four: Cannot be discarded.

After the hammer was set, the room was tidied up, and I went outside to buy ribs, beef, and various delicious items. Before nightfall, a lavish spread of dishes was already laid out on the worn dining table

Since this is the final journey, I no longer wish to shout loudly. I turned around and pushed the little beggar into the restroom

"Did you steal the clothes?" Ding Chui blinked his eyes and said, "You are really something, aren't you?"

With a decisive slap, he swatted away the claw of the sausage, and in just a few bites, he finished the vegetables in the small bowl: "Get out of the way."

Damn it, are you picking vegetables with your paws!" Ding Chui gritted his teeth as he looked at the sausage that was licking its paws, saying, "Damn, that's just too disgusting.

Ding Chui turned his head to glance at her, let out a gentle sigh, and took her hand: "You, like me, are also without a home. However, I truly cannot support you. I hope that a good family will take you in."

"How can that be a bun?" Dingchui firmly refuted the little beggar, saying, "That is clearly a steamed bun made with old dough, alright?"

Ultimately, after nearly two hours of cruising, the decision was finally made on a villa. It seems that only an elderly couple resides in this villa, and judging by the items drying on the balcony, their children likely do not visit often

The ham sausage immediately became furious and jumped in front of the scruffy old man, saying: "You old ghost, no wonder your electricity bill is always so high every month! You don't even unplug it, do you? You have already owed me two years' rent. I only let you continue living here out of pity, and you still do such things?"

In the morning, one should brush their teeth; in the evening, one should take a shower; before meals and after using the restroom, one should wash their hands. Dingchui gently wiped the little beggar's face with his own towel, saying slowly: "Otherwise, the family that adopts you in the future will find you undesirable. Growing up like a wild cat or a wild dog is very difficult."

The car slowly returned to the side of the small beggar who was kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face. Ding Chui got out of the car. The small beggar looked up at him with a pitiful expression, then suddenly jumped up and hugged his waist, crying out in a heart-wrenching manner

The ham sausage smacked its lips: "Such trivial matters, just a sprinkle of water."

"You have the final say; I am merely a cat." The well-fed and content sausage lazily lay beside the hammer, saying, "All I want to do now is sleep"

The affluent area here is located at the far eastern edge of the city. In contrast to the area where Ding Chui resides, this place can be described as highly modernized, with stylish young women strutting down the street and luxury cars flowing continuously. The comparison between cars and people is not valid; in this regard, Ding Chui feels that driving this old car is even worse than riding a pig over here, as at least riding a pig wouldn't attract so much attention.

"Do not adopt my catchphrase." Ding Chui shot a glance at the ham sausage and said, "Let's set off in a moment."

The ham sausage, having been stepped on its tail, jumped onto the messy uncle's table after scratching it once: "Old ghost, let me borrow your car for a bit"

The speed of the vintage car is not fast, but it is certainly not something that a human can keep up with. The little beggar was being pulled further and further away, and then a piercing cry reached Ding Chui's ears

"Whatever." The disheveled uncle took a hearty swig from the bottle of leftover liquor and let out a foul-smelling belch: "Don't bother me."

Before long, the sausage returned, holding a pair of clothes belonging to some unknown child in its mouth, and tossed them onto the bed: "Found it."

Steamed bun

"Stop being so stubborn." Ding Chui snorted and said, "Go take a stroll in the wealthy district."

You may choose not to eat

Hello

The hammer cast a glance at the sausage, then returned to his room with the still fuming sausage. Looking at the sleeping little beggar, he said: "Once she wakes up, we will take her away"

Alright, alright. "Ding Chui shook his head: 'I must have owed you in my past life. Get in the car, let's go home!'"

"Do as you please." The ham sausage lay on the cabinet: "You go by yourself, I want to sleep for a while"

At the dining table, Ding Chui could hardly bring himself to eat the lavish dishes of fish and meat; he merely watched the little beggar and the ham sausage devour their food heartily, while he himself only dipped a cold bun into some soup and ate it that way

However, the little beggar seemed oblivious to the heat of the oil inside the bun, grabbing one and stuffing it into his mouth. Before he had finished the first, the second was already on its way in. He was like a little starving ghost reincarnated, leaving the onlooker in a state of astonishment.

"You can't be serious, can you? You've turned into a cat and still haven't changed your perverse nature." Ding Chui pinched his nose: "Although I am quite lecherous, I really can't bring myself to do this... More importantly, are you sure you can afford to keep her? Both of us are barely getting by as it is; if we add another mouth to feed, are you still planning to send me back? Or are you just playing with me? Do you believe I could braise you?"

"You little rascal! Drive seriously!" protested Ham Sausage loudly, "Are you trying to take my life!"

The door hinge, which had not been oiled for a long time, emitted a harsh creaking sound. A man with a scruffy beard, wearing a yellowed "white" shirt, appeared behind the door

Ding Chui was momentarily taken aback, then smiled awkwardly: "Let this be a farewell meal for that little fellow. There is a saying in my hometown that encountering someone is a matter of fate. Since she has followed me here, our connection must be significant. Having this meal together can be seen as repaying this bond."

In fact, it was already apparent earlier that this little one is not foolish; she has a concept of nouns, such as "steamed bun," "tooth," and "bed." However, she is completely unclear about verbs, such as "wash," "take," "brush," and "sit."

The disheveled uncle said little, casually rummaging through the pile of clutter. He then found a tattered car key and tossed it towards the sausage, without asking them what they needed the car for or where they intended to drive it.

The two crisp knocks of "dang dang" echoed sharply in the dilapidated hallway

In utter helplessness, Ding Chui had no choice but to take the little beggar to find a good family. Fortunately, the little beggar was very obedient; she did not doubt anything Ding Chui said. Thus, it was quite easy to deceive her into getting onto that dilapidated electric car, the origin of which was unknown.

The hammer gritted its teeth and moved forward, but through the rearview mirror, it still saw the little beggar who had been thrown far away, still running wildly.

Um, brush. The hammer squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush and waited for the little beggar to mimic the action, then carefully began to brush his teeth

However, at the moment he was holding the little beggar's hand, the little beggar surprisingly grasped his hand as well, then forcefully pulled his large hand over and gently rubbed it against his face, being very obedient and exceptionally quiet

"What illness do you have today?" Ham sausage asked while munching on a piece of sweet and sour spare ribs, "This is not scientific"

Is it fully charged?

It is not a bun! It is a name!

As the car started, a shadow suddenly darted in through the window. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be that rascal, the hot dog.

The little beggar tilted his head in confusion as he looked at the hammer, unable to comprehend its meaning. However, the sausage quietly crept to the door to listen and then asked, "Do you feel sorry for her because you grew up like this when you were young?"

Suddenly, the car made a sharp brake, and the tires screeched against the ground, leaving a very noticeable skid mark. The center of gravity of the sausage became unstable, and it rolled off the seat. Just as it was about to climb back up, the car tilted and skidded again, and the sausage was thrown out once more

Ding Chui took a sip of water, his eyes fixed on the window, murmuring: "This is not my home. No matter how poorly I fare at home, it is still home. I am a proper person, but here? Am I human or ghost? Even during the holidays, when the government distributes gifts, I am left out. Do you understand what it feels like to be treated as inferior?"

During the past six months, despite the constant bickering between Dingchui and Huojianchang, there has not been a moment of peace. However, an inexplicable tacit understanding has developed between them, perhaps hinting at a sense of mutual dependence. The thought of being apart from each other not only brings a profound sense of loneliness but also evokes a more intense and direct fear.

The con artist sat by the bed, pulling out the money he had extorted today from his pocket, counting it bill by bill, again and again. He laughed heartily and said, "I won't have to sell buns for half a year!"

Bun! Bun bun! The little beggar waved his hand holding the hammer: "Bun!"

Upon entering the room, it felt as if one were walking on thin ice. The floor was littered with cigarette butts, empty bottles, and sunflower seed shells, and stepping on them felt akin to walking into a primeval forest, treading upon a carpet of fallen leaves, evoking an indescribable sense of softness and thickness

The ham sausage squatted on the ground, looking up at the weight with an angry expression, and said: "What do you say!"

The ham sausage looked at the fixed hammer with a puzzled expression, saying: "It can't be that simple, can it?"

He did not speak, merely sizing up the hammer and the sausage, and then made way for them to enter the room.

Indeed, this little beggar's intelligence is undoubtedly sound; as long as she has done it once, not only can she replicate the action, but she can also develop a conditioned reflex.

"No wonder your adaptability is so strong." The ham sausage seemed to smile slightly and turned around: "Alright, let's eat!"

The little beggar tilted his head, looking at him in confusion, and pointed to his own snow-white teeth, saying: "Teeth!"

The little beggar always looked at him with a tilted head, and the sparkling gaze showed signs of softening even after several firm decisions. However, in the end, he still decided to put his thoughts into action, decisively pressed the doorbell, and then ran away!

I am worried that you will fall into the river

After quietly parking the car at the entrance of the villa, Ding Chui took the little beggar by the hand and got out of the car. They arrived at the main door of the villa, where he squatted down, held the little beggar's hand, and said earnestly: "Promise me, you must be obedient and not cause any trouble"

"Let's send her off early tomorrow morning, leaving her at the doorstep of a wealthy family, and then we will withdraw." Ding Chui lit a cigarette, squinting as he took a puff: "After we return, we will rest for a few days, and then find another place to sell buns."

This has made my heart feel bitter, but some matters are truly beyond my control; they cannot be resolved merely by one-sided wishes.

Brush?

You are indeed very thoughtful

In fact, I don't even have a high school diploma. Ding Chui stretched lazily and smiled faintly: "When I was twelve, my mother passed away. My father remarried, and on the day my stepmother kicked me out, my father pretended not to see. After that, I lived like a stray dog, struggling to survive. Fortunately, fate has been kind to me, allowing me to live until now"

It can be concluded that such empty-nest elderly individuals certainly need a lovely and well-behaved child to accompany them and alleviate their loneliness

Keep going, hammer hammer

However, even such a person can still exert a tremendous sense of oppression on Ding Chui, because his gaze is exceedingly sharp, filled with a distortion and murderous intent that Ding Chui cannot comprehend. In Ding Chui's eyes, it would not be surprising at all if this guy were to go mad one day and kill a few people; rather, it is truly remarkable that he has been cooped up here without moving.

Ding Chui smiled as he served him a bowl of beef, then sat down beside him, wiping his hands and said: "In fact, I feel quite connected to her; I am also a person without a home"

Bun, bun! The little beggar once again stretched out his hand and waved, exhibiting an almost magical sensitivity towards the buns

Do not be soft-hearted, look ahead! The ham sausage has its two paws on its head, hiding under the car seat and shouting: "Don't look! Just keep driving!"

Damn it... he cursed under his breath: "I really am useless."

Take it. Halfway through eating, the ham sausage suddenly pushed a small bowl filled with vegetables in front of Ding Chui, saying: "You simply can't bear to eat it."

The wild rat in the room looked at the incoming sausage with its head held high, its eyes filled with vigilance, completely ignoring the hammer, as if it had almost reached the brink of becoming sentient

However, it was no trouble for him to run, but the seemingly foolish little beggar, who always appeared silly and clumsy, also followed him, and not at a slow pace either

"Go brush your teeth." Ding Chui patted her on the head and said, "No brushing your teeth, no meals!"

With a helpless shake of his head, he extinguished the cigarette butt: "Alright, let it be buns then. Tomorrow we will say goodbye, and in the future, be well-behaved at others' homes, and do not cause trouble. It would be good to grow up safely."

This time, the little beggar no longer asked him, but consciously walked to the bathroom and began to brush her teeth and wash her face in an orderly manner. Once she finished her tasks, she sat on the stool wearing her oversized coat and cheerfully shouted: "Bun, bun!"

Due to professional habits, Dingchui naturally woke up at three in the morning, and because of biological characteristics, the ham sausage also woke up. A person and a cat exchanged glances, both inadvertently looking at the little beggar. Then, Dingchui smiled helplessly and, as usual, went to the kitchen to start making buns.

The disheveled man casually pointed to a spot that appeared to be a sofa, indicating for Ding Chui to sit down. However, Ding Chui dared not sit there, fearing that if he did, he might contract some incurable disease. Therefore, he chose to stand, stepping on the tail of a sausage, signaling for the man to speak first.

"Washing face!" Ding Chui came over holding a large basin of steaming buns: "Brushing teeth!"

After the hammering was done, he sniffed a few times and stood by the door with a sausage, quietly listening to the footsteps inside the room approaching from a distance

However, as soon as she approached the bathroom, the little beggar instinctively began to undress, but Ding Chui quickly stopped her and then picked up the toothpaste and toothbrush: "Brushing your teeth is not the same as taking a bath"

After finishing the meal, the sky had turned completely dark. Noticing the color outside, the little beggar consciously walked to the bathroom, took off her clothes, and began to bathe, surprisingly managing to complete this task, which was quite strange for her, all by herself

You are the real beast! The ham sausage, in a fit of anger, jumped onto the windowsill and then lay down on the iron rain shield, watching the birds chirping on the tree branch.

The little beggar lazily opened her bright, sparkling eyes and, upon seeing the hammer, immediately smiled innocently, babbling in a way that was hard to understand. However, when she saw the food on the table, she patted her belly and shouted, "Hungry..."

As Ding Chui turned his head, he was taken aback to see a small beggar just a few steps behind him. He quickly increased his speed and dove into the car, not even bothering to adjust his posture as he frantically pressed the accelerator to the floor.

This disheveled old man is the first human, aside from the hammer, to know that hot dogs can talk. However, whether it is the hammer or the hot dog, both are completely unguarded against this disheveled old man who, throughout the year, only goes out to buy alcohol and rice, and eats welfare food every day. After all, when he walks outside, he is just seen as a lunatic. Not to mention that no one would believe him if he said hot dogs can talk; it is likely that even if he claimed the hammer catches mice to eat every day, no one would believe him.

"Alright, if we are going to eat, let’s just eat. No need to say such sentimental things." The ham sausage clearly felt a sense of embarrassment and turned around, using its tail to hook the bowl: "Don’t you dare take mine!"

Sit

The ham sausage lay there, seemingly oblivious, continuing to curl up into a ball on top, not even lifting its head. In fact, Ding Chui knew that this fellow must have softened, so he simply chose to avoid the situation

Ha, I forgot. The hammer exclaimed with a hearty laugh: "You look down on everyone because you are just a beast! Hahaha!"

"Bun!" The little beggar laughed heartily: "Bun, bun!"

"Eat up." Ding Chui gently tapped her on the head and said, "Slow down, it's very hot."

"You scoundrel, you can still be sentimental, can't you?" The sausage wagged its tail and then pointed with its paw at a large piece of braised beef: "I want this one, serve it to me!"

The little beggar, after finishing her bath, obediently climbed onto the bed and lay on the other side of the sausage, but she had no intention of sleeping at all; she simply stared with her beautiful eyes at the pendulum.

The hammer shook its head, stood up, and walked to the bedside, shaking the little beggar: "Get up, it's time for breakfast."

The little beggar sat on the car, appearing very excited, and she seemed particularly sensitive to buns. Whenever she saw anything resembling a bun, she would shout a couple of times. Even pointing at a woman's low-cut outfit, revealing her ample bosom, she would exclaim "bun".

"How luxurious..." Ding Chui looked around at the villas of the wealthy and then said to the ham sausage, "We need to find a house for the elderly living alone, so they will treat her a bit better"

Today I made quite a bit, so I will treat myself to a nice meal as a form of consolation

"Look, look, what a joke. Hurry up and go to sleep!" Ding Chui reached out and pinched the little beggar's face: "What is your name?"

The hammer lifted the sausage and tossed it aside, then said to the scruffy uncle: "I will return it to you after use"

"It has never been unplugged." Ding Chui tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile: "I've been watching it plugged into the power source for six months."

"Whatever you say, goes." The ham sausage shook its head and said, "Isn't it quite good here? You might not have such days when you go back. Scum is scum everywhere; there will be no difference."

The ham sausage nodded, then jumped onto the bed to take a closer look at the little beggar, clicking its tongue and saying: "Actually, she is a beautiful girl. What a pity."

After finishing the sausage, he turned around and glared at the hammer, scolding, "You saw it and didn't take it down! Don't you know it's not easy to make some money?"

This time, he does not have to do as much, so he has enough time to make it more exquisite and delicious. By the time the first steamer of buns is ready, the sky has already brightened. The moment the steamer is opened, the little beggar jumps up from the bed with a whoosh and shouts, "Buns!"

How is it? Wasn't it said that we wouldn't go