Chapter 11 Antiques Pawnshop (7)

“Zhongliu, tell me the truth, why are you looking for that person?”

“What do you mean by talking to me like that? Do you think I have the intention to harm others?”

“Oh! Let me tell you the truth, I have searched Yuntian everywhere, and asked other old friends to ask for me, but no one knows him.”

“How is that possible?!” Zhongliu was also squatting at the door of the Antiques Pawnshop today. His sudden loudness startled the girls who were coming in and out to buy gems. They were all complaining after walking a dozen meters.

"It's true. Oh, just tell me the truth, and I can ask you targeted questions."

The old friend opposite spoke sincerely. He would never lie about such things, so after looking up and down, Zhong Liu finally blurted out the truth: "It's all for my little granddaughter...you know that."

"I came to Xiangshan City to find medicine for him."

"Xiangshan? What good things can there be in that broken place? I tell you, don't be fooled..." "It

's indeed useful. It's tested in real time by Yunhai First Hospital. After the first block was placed, the pollution level dropped by 10%!"

"What?!" The voice on the phone was almost torn into electronic music because of excessive surprise.

"There is a new antique pawnshop here. There is a ginseng that can be called the ginseng saint. It is half a person's height. You know what that means. People here don't know the goods. They come and go every day just to buy some gems."

"Because it is a rare item, it can only be exchanged. Those books with lost characters in my house can also be exchanged. I originally wanted to exchange them all for ginseng, but I didn't expect that this medicine needs the storekeeper to be present to redeem it. I guess my talent is still not strong enough to see through the structure of this pawnshop. Maybe it's alchemy, or maybe it's new technology..."

"That's why I want you to help me find someone."

After speaking out the emotions that he had been holding back for days, Zhong Liu sat back at the door of the pawnshop again. There was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time. He thought the call was hung up, but he heard someone say in a very low voice: "You didn't tell anyone else about this, did you?"

"Who can I tell?"

"That's right... You wait, I'll take people to Xiangshan City by boat."

His words instantly ignited Zhong Liu's temper: "I asked you to help me find someone, but you want to take my place first?!"

After hanging up the phone in anger, he felt that the frustration he had just vented returned to his chest.

Looking at the pawnshop with only clerks, he became more and more angry and his fists hardened. It took him a long time to hold back from punching, and decided to go outside the city to fight monsters to cool off.

He did not rely on teleportation, but walked directly, but his speed was still very fast. The civilians who passed by him could hardly detect his trace, and he quickly passed through the city gate. Although it was dangerous outside the city, the scenery was very pleasant. Zhong Liu felt his mood eased a little while strolling in it.

He even heard the sound of children playing... No, this is outside the city, how could there be children.

He looked in that direction vigilantly, but found that there were really two children running beside him, and the two seemed to be catching something.

Putting aside other worries for the time being, Zhong Liu dodged into the bushes. The clothes on the two children were very neat and clean, and they should not be the children of refugees. After discovering this, he followed his heart and silently followed the two children, wanting to wait until they were tired of playing, and then take them back.

But as they walked forward, they saw a building that looked exactly like the one in the Central Square. It was the pawnshop where he had been squatting for countless days and nights. Standing next to the door was a tall man in ancient costume with a cold face. At

this moment, he didn't even care about the two children. He walked straight to the door of the pawnshop and shouted, "Shopkeeper?!"

But the man he called just looked up at him coldly and then turned around to close the door.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Zhong Liu shouted while using his natural ability, but he still couldn't keep up with the speed of the door closing and was directly turned away.

Looking at the door that was only a few seconds away, Zhong Liu realized that this person might be avoiding him on purpose, and he might not be able to redeem the ginseng again. The hope that had supported his search for days was instantly shattered.

He fell on the steps of the pawnshop, covering his eyes with his hands, extremely depressed.

"Zhong Xiu, my grandson... it's because grandpa is useless. He can't help you. He can't even buy medicine." As he said this, he felt his tear glands, which had been dry for more than 70 years, moisten again.

Only then did the two children jump to the stairs.

The taller child asked him, "Grandpa, why are you sitting here?"

The shorter one helped him brush off the dirt on his body that he had gotten from walking so quickly. This long-lost care made him feel even more sad, and he couldn't help but confide in the two children.

"I have a granddaughter... She was as cute as you when she was little, but later she joined the war against aliens, and in order to cover for others, she fell into the group of aliens and was seriously contaminated."

"Originally, I met that person today and he could have sold me medicine for my treatment, but I was a step too late, or maybe he didn't want to sell me... I've been looking for him for a long time."

The two children listened to his words in a daze, not knowing what words to say to comfort them. In the end, they could only sit on the steps with him, watching the insects crawling around in front of them.

After sitting like this for a while, Zhong Liu felt much better, so he stood up and asked the children: "Where do you two live? I'll take you back. Although Grandpa is old, he still has some ability."

But the two children still sat on the steps, not moving or leaving. After a stalemate, the younger one spoke: "Grandpa, we live on the second floor of this house, you don't have to worry about us."

At this time, the sky was already full of stars, but the old man endured and endured. He felt that nothing went smoothly every day.

There were children in front of him, they were still young, and they didn't mean it... Zhong Liu silently said in his heart.

After doing this ten times, he heard the sound of the door opening and turned back instantly.

The person who opened the door was a young man in a wheelchair. He looked gentle and kind. Seeing the old man sitting at the door, he took the initiative to greet him: "Would you like to come in and rest for a night? The city gate may be closed now. It's always unsafe to be alone outside."

After a bad day, someone finally showed some kindness. Zhong Liu nodded and entered the pawnshop.

Although this shop looks the same as the one in Central Square, it is more cozy inside. There are mats on the counters, snacks and some banknotes on the tea table in the hall, and some traces of life on the floor.

There is a teapot on the glass display board of another ginseng.

As soon as he sat down, the waiter brought him a cup of hot tea and distributed dinner to the children.

"Song Ji, Song Shu, I'm sorry, we came a little late today." Zhou Yexian apologized to the children. It was indeed his fault. He just wanted to see how many times this old man could endure in the pure white space... He didn't expect that they would meet and delay their meal.

"It's okay, thank you, Brother Zhou." Song Shu was the younger one. After getting to know each other, his personality became cheerful. His brother Song Ji quickly became silent after taking the initiative that day. It was as if the two of them had exchanged their personalities.

"Thank you." Song Ji thanked him in a muffled voice and began to eat his meal.

"You are so kind to take me in. My last name is Zhong. If you don't mind, just call me Old Zhong. I never thought there would be a store in such a remote place." Zhong Liu held the hot tea and thanked Zhou Ye.

"Old Zhong, just call me Zhou Ye or Xiao Zhou." Zhou Ye smiled at him lightly, without Li Yuan appearing.

"Well, Xiao Zhou, are you a clerk here?" Zhong Liu reluctantly made the preparations and began to ask the most concerned question.

"No." Hearing his words, the black-haired man in front of him covered his face with his left hand and replied with embarrassment: "I just help my family manage the shop sometimes... He doesn't like to run the shop."

Zhong Liu was not blind. He immediately caught the jade ring on Zhou Ye's hand. When he combined it with the key word "don't like to run the shop", he understood something. He even thought that the man just now might not remember him at all. He closed the shop just to avoid him from running into his family - the gentle and kind man in front of him.

After understanding this, he was so angry that his teeth itched.

While he and Zhou Ye were chatting, the two children had finished their meal and were going back to the second floor to wash up and prepare for rest.

Zhong Liu reached out and touched the smooth hair of the two children. Just as he was about to say good night, Song Ji suddenly whispered in his ear: "If you want to buy medicine, you can find Brother Zhou. He is a good man. Mr. Siming will accommodate him."

After saying this, he hurriedly ran upstairs with Song Shu.

The children went upstairs, and the waiter took the dishes and chopsticks to the compartment behind the counter to wash the dishes. There were only two people left in the spacious hall. Zhong Liu thought of what Song Ji had just said, and finally said shamelessly: "If the family you are talking about is the owner of this store, can you help me... The old man really has no choice."

"What do you say?" Zhou Ye did not show the cold expression he imagined, but turned the wheelchair from facing the table to him, which made Zhong Liu feel a little relieved.

Under the dim light, he recounted the story of his grandson, but in much more detail than what he told the children. At the end, he gently wiped away his tears with his hands, which was intentional and a true expression of his feelings.

The black-haired young man in front of him was even more emotional than him, wiping his tears with paper from time to time. Seeing that the old man had come to his senses, he handed over two pieces of clean paper towels. Zhong Liu took them but did not use them. He was not used to this thing.

"Therefore, I only ask for that ginseng... I hope you can let Siming help me this time." He was about to kneel down as he spoke. Zhou Ye tried his best to support him, feeling that he was sincere, so he couldn't let him kneel down.

The two of them struggled for a long time, and finally Zhou Ye spoke: "I promise you! Please don't kneel, I can't bear such a courtesy."

Zhong Liu knelt down firmly in front of him: "Just for what you said, if it doesn't work out, you have done your best for me, and you can bear it. If it works out, you are the savior of my child, and no amount of

praise can be given." Zhou Ye was really touched by his behavior. He was no longer polite and just nodded lightly: "Something happened in the store recently, but it should be over tomorrow. Please go to the Central Plaza store again then, and I promise to let you buy medicine."

"Okay." Zhong Liu held his hand, feeling that the big stone in his heart finally fell, and his eyes fell on Zhou Ye's legs. "The problem with your leg is that the old man was presumptuous. Didn't you ask him for medicine?"

"No, in fact, this is a recent illness," Zhou also shook his head, and brought another cup of hot tea to Zhong Lao, "I don't mind, I have tried all his medicines, but they didn't have much effect. I don't think it's caused by pollution."

"Not necessarily," Zhong Lao rubbed his beard, "I have been looking for medicine for my granddaughter for many years, and have been to many cities managed by the association. There is a city called Qingshui, where there are many patients with deformities caused by genetic diseases caused by pollution in the previous generation."

"If you can't find the cause in yourself, you can try genetic diseases. It's pitiful to say that all parents in the world are parents who are looking for medicine for their children with genetic diseases. This pollution doesn't show anything in them, but when it is passed on to their children, it is almost all strange."

"It's not uncommon for people to suddenly get sick like you."

"Really?" Zhou Ye lowered his eyes and thought. In his memory, his parents were not only contaminated, but even their faces were blurry. He could not rule out the possibility of a genetic disease.

The sudden onset of illness also fits the characteristics. Maybe he should go to Xiangshan City to have a look. He actually wanted to stay in Xiangshan City, lest his parents would not be able to find him when they returned home.