Chu Yigui connected the phone to the headphones, and after successful debugging, he redialed the call. Yang Xiaoyu picked up the call immediately, obviously having been waiting for a long time.
"Yigui, can you hear your mother talking?" Yang Xiaoyu's voice came from the headphones.
Unable to speak directly to attract Wan Qiu's attention, Chu Yigui tapped his phone with his fingers in response.
"Yigui, let's set a code. If it's a yes, you tap the phone once, if it's no, tap it twice." Yang Xiaoyu's voice had calmed down a lot, and it was obvious that he had sorted out his emotions. "I was too impulsive just now. Did I scare him?"
Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu, who seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened, and tapped twice on his phone. No.
Yang Xiaoyu was obviously relieved, and then he said: "I saw you guys talking just now, what did you say? Can I know?"
Chu Yigui was silent for a moment, and did not choose to send a message. Instead, he asked Wan Qiu: "Is this place close to your home?"
"Yes, very close." Wan Qiu replied.
Yang Xiaoyu understood Chu Yigui's hint: "Are we going to his house now?"
Chu Yigui tapped the phone, yes.
"Well done, Yigui." Yang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, "Thank you for your trouble, Yigui."
Chu Yigui glanced around and gave a reassuring smile after noticing a dark vehicle.
Wan Qiu's daily actions are very regular. He goes out in the morning and searches through the trash cans along a fixed route.
Because he had to get home before his mother got home from get off work and prepare dinner, he found the most suitable route after many trips back and forth, which could just get him home.
Although the accident delayed him a little, he still had plenty of time to get home because he had given up on a few trash cans and needed to go to the vegetable market.
Wan Qiu pulled the cart, thinking about what he should do when bringing his friends home. The only things on his mind were eating and drinking.
Do you have any food left at home?
There are still leftovers at home from when my dad brought his friends back yesterday.
But do I want to drink? Is there any alcohol at home? However, some uncles said that minors cannot drink, but some uncles said that it is okay.
You really need to drink it, right?
There is no friend who doesn’t drink when he comes to my house.
"How much wine do you want?" Wan Qiu suddenly stopped and turned around to ask.
Chu Yigui paused, looking slightly stunned: "What?"
"I don't have enough money." One should use his own money to entertain his friends. Wan Qiu thought about his own small treasury and said, "I can buy... buy..."
Wan Qiu tried hard to calculate how many bottles of wine he could buy with his money.
"Why do you want to drink? Minors are not allowed to drink." Chu Yigui frowned unconsciously, "Your parents... do they let you drink?"
"Sometimes I give in, sometimes I don't." Wan Qiu pinched his lips unconsciously. His gums were bleeding and swollen after his uncle pressed the wine bottle against his lips. The swelling has not gone down yet, as if there was still a smell of alcohol on the wound.
"Why do you sometimes give in and sometimes not?" Chu Yigui asked.
Wan Qiu blinked and answered truthfully: "If I eat with my parents' friends, they will ask me to drink. If my parents' friends come and don't let me eat with them, they won't let me drink."
"Ah!" Suddenly a sharp, angry and violent voice came from the headphones. Chu Yigui subconsciously frowned and turned down the volume.
"Those bastards, how do they treat my child? He is only a little old. Who dares to let him drink? It's harmful to his health. They don't give him food and still let him drink. He has become so thin. What about his health?! I will kill them, I will kill them!"
Yang Xiaoyu's anger could no longer be contained, and Chu Jianshu tried hard to suppress Yang Xiaoyu's temper.
"Xiao Yu, calm down. You can't hear it." Chu Jianshu's voice was weak, probably because he was far away from the phone.
"I don't drink." Even though Chu Yigui felt that feeling sorry for Wan Qiu was not something he needed to do, when he actually heard it, his feelings were different from what he had imagined. "I like to drink water."
Wan Qiu was also somewhat relieved, as he should be able to buy more meat with the money he had.
You can buy a lot of meat with the money of a bottle of beer.
He hopes to entertain his friends well.
Wan Qiu went to the vegetable market and sold the cardboard and beverage bottles he had just collected today to a shopkeeper who was also collecting these things. Unfortunately, he didn't get much today and only got 1.2 yuan.
He had eight dollars on him, a total of nine dollars and two cents, which was enough for Wan Qiu to live on for many days.
There were still leftovers from yesterday’s meal by mom and dad at home. Mom and dad don’t eat leftovers much, so those were all his and he could give them to his friends. Fortunately, he only ate the soup in the morning and didn’t finish the vegetables.
Use six dollars to buy meat, and use the rest to buy some vegetables, especially fresh ones.
"You came early today?" The scrap collector was very familiar with Wan Qiu's attitude.
"Well, I want to go home early to entertain my friends." Wan Qiu said, standing in front of the boss.
"Oh, that's fine. It's fun to have friends here." The boss watched Wan Qiu leave with a smile.
When Wan Qiu came out of the dilapidated shop, he immediately saw Chu Yigui standing in the middle of the vegetable market waiting for him.
Chu Yigui is very beautiful, her clothes are beautiful too, and she is tall, which makes her particularly eye-catching.
Wan Qiu suddenly realized that today was a very strange day. He suddenly became friends with a very handsome boy.
Chu Yigui.
As the name lingered on the tip of his tongue, Wan Qiu vaguely felt a strange emotion flash through his mind.
The name seemed familiar to him.
But he couldn't remember why it seemed familiar, as if it was a name he was familiar with a long, long time ago.
But why he was so familiar with me, I forgot.
It seems like something...very important.
The owner of the scrap shop thought that Wan Qiu actually had friends, so he felt in his trouser pocket and took out a few dollars, wondering if he could give Wan Qiu an advance so that he could buy some delicious food to treat his friends.
Just as the shop owner stood up, suddenly a few strange customers came into his shop.
From their clothes and temperament, it was obvious that they were not the kind of people who would appear in such a place. The boss became a little nervous when he was suddenly surrounded.
"Hello boss, we would like to ask you something. Do you have time?" the tall, elegant and handsome man asked softly.
Under normal circumstances, the boss would not care, but for some reason he felt uneasy the moment he took one look at the person in front of him. His instinct told him that this person was not as easy to deal with as he looked.
"What?" The shop owner swallowed his saliva. It was impossible that someone would wear a high-end suit, have neat and tidy hair, and then come to a small shop like his to rob it, right?
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