Jiang Shanhe looked very unhappy. He knew that being sloppy did not mean he was crazy. On the contrary, he was quite normal.

So I glared at him fiercely, warning him to stop.

The sloppy hand that was pulling at the waist of his pants paused, then put on his pants at the speed of light, and tied the belt tightly, tying it into a knot when he was nervous.

Jiang Shanhe frowned. He always felt that he was normal, but sometimes he felt that he was abnormal.

The sloppy man put on his trousers, walked up to the two men, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

Xiaoguo was startled by him, and before she could figure out what he was doing, he ran away.

The two looked at each other and then followed.

Following Sloppy back to his room, he took out half a chicken leg from the wine kettle with his unwashed hands after using the toilet, smiled at the two of them, and started to eat it.

Xiaoguo took a step back with a look of disgust. How could you be so careless?

Yes, there is no point in being fussy about this. It would be strange if he washed his hands before eating.

The two of them did not interrupt him. They watched him eat and drink his fill, and only finished after he burped.

Xiaoguo couldn't help but hold on to Jiang Shanhe's sleeve. He was full, but they were both still hungry.

Jiang Shanhe reached out and patted the back of her hand, signaling with his eyes that he would take her to dinner in a while.

Xiaoguo then resumed his smiling expression and nodded silently.

"I'm going too!"

The sloppy man licked his fingers, looked at the two of them, and said this for no reason.

"Why are you going too?"

Xiaoguo looked at him in confusion, not knowing whether he was really crazy or pretending to be crazy. He was very nervous.

"Burp for lunch!"

Sloppy burped and said.

"You're burping, what are you going to eat?"

Xiaoguo will not take him there. It's so weird. Does his appetite have a bottomless pit? He has already eaten two roast chickens and he's still eating!

"Then buy me dinner."

Good guy, you are so righteous, Xiaoguo’s slap is ready.

"Say it again."

Xiaoguo controlled her temper and asked again, giving him a chance. If he kept quiet, she could let him go.

"Buy me dinner."

I don't know where the courage came from, but I really repeated it. I was afraid that Xiaoguo didn't understand, so I said it again. Seeing that she didn't say anything, I repeated it again.

Just like that, over and over and over again.

Just when Xiaoguo was about to make a move, Sloppy finally figured it out and said, "Don't you want to buy here?"

I don't know how an idea suddenly came to my mind, and I hit the point right away.

Xiaoguo's raised hand stopped in mid-air. Damn it, she really wanted to...

Jiang Shanhe kindly put her hand down.

It seemed that Sloppy had found her weakness. He changed his timid look and sat on the dark bed with an air of dignity.

"Sit down, let's have a good chat."

As he said this, he generously made way for the two of them.

Xiaoguo looked at the bed that was covered with pulp, and shook her head with a 'smile', "No need, we can just stand."

Jiang Shanhe was almost hurt from watching her like this, she was so adorable.

"All right."

Xiaoguo's words seemed to be exactly what Lazi was thinking. He just didn't want anyone to sit on his bed, so this was just right.

After she finished speaking, Sloppy sat up on the bed as quickly as possible, as if he was afraid that Xiaoguo would go back on his word, so he went straight to the point.

"Are you going to buy my house?"

"This is your room? Evidence?"

Xiaoguo just couldn't believe that this was his house. If he was really the owner of the house, he would never end up in such a miserable state.

"...No proof, it's mine!"

Sloppy thought about the evidence and suddenly realized that there was no evidence. His house was his house, there was no evidence at all.

"That's all my shit, it's been there for years, if you don't believe me go and see for yourself."

Xiaoguo's scalp felt numb and he couldn't help but think about it, and he instantly felt nauseous.

“…”

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Sloppy thought she didn't believe it, so he stood up and wanted to take her to see it.

"Since when have you been here?"

Xiaoguo was scared and she didn't want to go.

Sloppy sat back down, thinking it was better to sit than to stand. When he heard her ask, he thought about it and said, "I forgot."

“…”

Xiao Guo couldn't stand it any longer, so he stood up and looked at Jiang Shanhe, "Let's go."

Jiang Shanhe nodded, and the two of them walked outside.

"Hey my shit isn't there, you guys are in the wrong place."

When Laita saw them leaving, he also stood up and walked out. The two of them left in completely wrong directions, and he got anxious.

"You guys want to leave? Don't go, don't go! You are not allowed to leave!!"

Sloppy suddenly rushed in front of the two people, slammed the door shut, his eyes were red, his chest heaved, and his heavy breathing could be heard from five meters away.

Jiang Shanhe immediately took Xiaoguo behind him and stood in front of her with a full sense of security.

She narrowed her eyes and looked unkindly at the man who was blocking the door, her hand subconsciously reaching for her waist.

Xiaoguo saw his movements and knew that he had a sharp dagger on his waist. If he was touched by it, he would bleed even if he didn't die.

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Xiao Guo quickly put her hand on his and gently soothed him.

Jiang Shanhe finally calmed down after being comforted by Xiaoguo, but he only stopped drawing his sword.

Jiang Shanhe said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Sloppy's legs were so weak that he looked at him warily. After confirming that he would not kill him, he hurriedly said, "Wait! Wait!"

After saying that, under the two people's puzzled gazes, he slapped his head and muttered as he slapped, "Remember it quickly, remember it quickly!"

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoguo walked out from behind Jiang Shanhe and wanted to reach out to hold him, but suddenly, Sloppy seemed to have become a different person, with a calm and polite expression.

"Hello, my name is Shu Botong, and I will be thirty in two years."

“…”

Xiaoguo and Jiang Shanhe looked at him in disbelief.

Is this guy playing a trick on them?

Just kidding them!

“Get out of the way!”

Xiaoguo didn't want to stay any longer. Although the two-story house was nice, she felt that this person was not right. There was no such thing as a house that suited her, so she could just look for another one.

"Madam, please listen to my explanation. I suffered a severe head injury, so I often have seizures and am not sober very often. I apologize for any offense I may have caused you."

Xiaoguo and Jiang Shanhe listened to his story with a skeptical attitude.

Laita's original name was Shu Botong. He was from Yonghai County and had a well-off family. He married a decent and upright woman at the age of 20, which could be considered a perfect life.

Unfortunately, his family fell into poverty, his parents passed away, and his wife abandoned him. His uncles and aunts were afraid of being implicated, so they emptied the house and ran away overnight. He spent the whole day getting drunk. One night, he was kicked in the head by a horse tied to the side of the road, and his head remained stuck in horse feces for the whole night.

I thought he was dead for sure, but when he was found, he was still alive.

The owner of the horse apologized and sent him to the hospital, left some silver and left.

Because of the severe head injury and lack of oxygen for a night, Shu Botong had problems with his brain. Sometimes he was lucid and sometimes confused. His speech was incoherent, his thoughts were jumping, and he looked stupid. When he had an attack, he was in a semi-crazy and semi-epileptic state. He was lucid less often, but he was still there.

After hearing his description, Xiaoguo instantly felt sympathy.

If what he said was true, then he was too pitiful. He had led an upright life, but suddenly suffered such a disaster. The ordinary person would not be able to bear the gap.

Jiang Shanhe was calmer. Although he sympathized with him, it was hard to tell the truth from the false, so he decided to investigate it thoroughly.

"This place is my last property. There is a title deed, but it is not with me. I was afraid of losing it, so I entrusted it to the government when I was still conscious. If you want it, I can give it to you for free, but I have one condition. If you agree, this place will be yours."