Chapter 63 Let Me Be Your Amulet
"What? West Street Garbage Station? That place...what clues can there be?" Upon hearing this, Xu Yao's delicate brows were almost twisted into knots.
Nowadays, who would throw good things into the garbage station?
Xue Han didn't say anything, but silently took out a pair of coarse cloth gloves from his pocket and handed them to Xu Yao.
It was obvious that the gloves were the ones he used for training, and the palms were polished to a shine.
"Put it on and don't get your hands dirty." He spoke in a low voice, with an unquestionable command.
Xu Yao felt warm in her heart. This man, although he looked cold, was actually a very considerate person.
She took the gloves and put them on. Hey, they fit her hand quite well!
The two of them jogged all the way to the West Street garbage station.
Wow!
The taste is simply amazing!
Xu Yao almost died on the spot.
"Ugh... this... is this a place for people to stay?" She covered her nose and felt like she was about to vomit out the food she had eaten the night before.
Xue Han remained calm, he strode into the garbage dump as if he was inspecting his territory.
"Bear with it, finding clues is more important." He said without turning his head.
Xu Yao took a deep breath, pinched her nose, and followed carefully.
The two of them were rummaging through the garbage dump, and the scene was so beautiful.
Flies buzzed around them and the stench made them dizzy.
Xu Yao felt that she had never been so embarrassed in her life.
Suddenly, her fingers touched something hard.
She pulled aside the rotten leaves and a piece of red rope was revealed.
"Xue Han, look what this is?" she shouted.
Xue Han walked over, took the red rope and looked at it carefully.
"This... looks like the rope on a lock that a child wears." He murmured.
Xu Yao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that... Qiuyue's adoptive mother had really been here?
At this moment, Xue Han suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back hard!
"Back off!" he growled, his eyes sharp as an eagle.
Before Xu Yao could react, she heard a loud "bang"!
She shuddered with fear and turned around, only to see Sun Zhiqiang's distorted face appear before her.
He was holding a broken beer bottle in his hand and glaring at them fiercely.
"Sun Zhiqiang! What are you crazy about?!" Xu Yao was so angry that she was shaking all over.
Xue Han took a step forward and stood in front of Xu Yao. His military boots stepped hard on the broken glass, making a "crunching" sound that made people's teeth ache.
"Are the incense ashes from your ancestral grave sprinkled on Xu Yao's foreign trade orders?" he asked coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Sun Zhiqiang was exposed and became angry: "You...you are talking nonsense! I...I am here to help you find clues!"
As he spoke, he tried to get closer to Xu Yao.
Xue Han's eyes flashed and he kicked him directly in the stomach!
"roll!"
Sun Zhiqiang screamed, covered his stomach and fell to the ground, like a cooked shrimp.
Just then, there was a sudden commotion outside the crowd.
"Hey, what's going on? A fight?"
"Go and call the director of the street office!"
"This young man is too cruel..."
The onlookers were talking about the incident, and many of them were pointing fingers at Sun Zhiqiang.
After a while, the director of the street office came with several staff members.
"What's going on? What's going on? Stop it!" The director was a man in his fifties with a righteous look on his face.
He pushed through the crowd and walked up to Xue Han and Xu Yao.
"Who of you started it first?" he asked sternly.
Just as Xu Yao was about to speak, Xue Han took the lead and said, "Director, this matter has nothing to do with Xu Yao. I was the one who did it."
He paused, then added: "This grandson wanted to steal Xu Yao's foreign trade orders and also wanted to hurt people!"
"What? Foreign trade orders?" The director's eyes widened when he heard this.
These days, foreign trade orders are a rare commodity, as they can earn foreign exchange for the country!
He turned to look at Sun Zhiqiang, and his eyes instantly became sharp.
"Sun Zhiqiang, please explain to me, what is going on?!"
Sun Zhiqiang was so frightened that he trembled and stammered, unable to speak.
Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie suddenly walked in from the crowd.
"Hey, what's going on? Why is it so lively?"
He spoke Mandarin with unstandard accent and had a kind smile on his face.
Xu Yao took a look and saw that this was Boss Li, a big customer from the provincial capital. Why is he here?
Boss Li walked up to Xu Yao and asked with a smile, "Comrade Xu Yao, where is your fabric? Let me take a look at the goods."
Xu Yao was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a few samples from her bag and handed them to him.
Boss Li took the cloth, looked at it carefully, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Well, not bad, not bad, the quality is really good!"
When Sun Zhiqiang saw it, he immediately became anxious.
He knelt down in front of Boss Li and said with a sad face:
"Boss Li, don't believe her! There's something wrong with her fabric! It's all fake!"
Boss Li frowned and looked at Sun Zhiqiang unhappily.
"Comrade, you can't say that! I've been doing business for so many years, and I can still tell the difference between the real and the fake."
Sun Zhiqiang was so anxious that he scratched his head. He pointed at Xu Yao and said, "She...she is using coarse cloth to pretend it's good cloth! Don't be fooled!"
Xue Han sneered and lifted up Sun Zhiqiang's sleeves!
"The burn on your wrist is exactly the same as Xu Yao's birthmark." He said coldly.
Everyone was shocked!
Boss Li was also stunned. He quickly took out a magnifying glass from his bag and carefully observed Xu Yao's fabric.
"This... this is imported jacquard cloth!" he exclaimed.
Sun Zhiqiang's face turned pale instantly
It turned out that he secretly replaced Xu Yao's good cloth with coarse cloth, hoping to embarrass Xu Yao.
But he never expected that Xu Yao's fabric was actually imported jacquard fabric!
This time, he shot himself in the foot.
Xue Han walked to Xu Yao and protected her behind him.
"I guarantee the fabric for the girl from the Xu family with my life," he said in a deep voice.
He tore open the collar of his shirt, revealing a burn scar on his heart.
"Left over from the fire three years ago."
When Boss Li saw it, he excitedly shook Xue Han's hand.
"You...you are the veteran who saved my daughter that year?!" he asked in a trembling voice.
Xue Han nodded.
Boss Li suddenly slapped his thigh and said loudly: "I want all this batch of goods! Just for your kindness, I have to support you!"
Sun Zhiqiang completely collapsed on the ground, watching the numbers in Xu Yao's account book increase several times.
"Xue Han..." Xu Yao looked at the man beside her and called softly.
As night fell, a crescent moon, like a silver pancake with a bite taken out of it, hung lazily in the sky.
Xue Han's old 28-inch bicycle, carrying Xu Yao, made a creaking sound on the bumpy dirt road, just like Xue Han's restless heart.
"Hey, Xue Dabingkuai, it's time to change your bike. If you keep riding it, my butt will be broken into pieces!" Xu Yao rubbed her numb butt and couldn't help complaining. Xue Han didn't say anything, but silently increased the speed of pedaling.
His two long legs seemed to be equipped with perpetual motion machines, and he pedaled with great vigor.
Suddenly, Xue Han slammed the brakes, the bicycle made a shrill scream, and almost threw Xu Yao out.
"What are you doing?!" Xu Yao was so frightened that she almost jumped up and slapped him.
Xue Han ignored her and dragged her into a small alley on the side of the road with such swiftness, as if he was catching a chicken.
"Shh! Someone is following us." He whispered, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
When Xu Yao heard this, she was so frightened that she dared not breathe.
She peeked outside, but only saw a few dark shadows swaying in the distance.
"Who is it? Late in the night, sneaking around." She muttered softly.
Xue Han didn't say anything. He blocked Xu Yao behind him, his body tense like a cheetah ready to pounce.
The moonlight shone on him through the gap at the entrance of the alley. The black sword at his waist was shining with a cold luster.
Only then did Xu Yao notice that there was a long cut on Xue Han's back. Blood was oozing out, staining a large area of his shirt red.
"You're hurt!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.
Xue Han turned around and looked down at her.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down as if there was a ball of fire burning.
"Xu Yao," he suddenly said in a low and hoarse voice, "let me be your... amulet."
His voice was very soft, but it was like a stone thrown into the lake of Xu Yao's heart, causing ripples.
His warm breath brushed her earlobe gently, with a faint smell of tobacco.
Xu Yao felt her cheeks suddenly burning up, like roasted sweet potatoes on the stove.
"Bang!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise behind me, and the iron gate at the entrance of the alley was closed.
Xu Yao was startled. She looked up at Xue Han, but found that his eyes were fixed on her.
The look in his eyes was deep and hot, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
The next day, the sun was shining and the sky was cloudless.
The director of the subdistrict office came to Xu Yao’s house in person and delivered the foreign trade order.
"Comrade Xu Yao, you are really the pride of our street!" The director smiled from ear to ear, and his old face looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Xu Yao took the order and was overjoyed.
She turned around to find Xue Han to thank him, but found him sitting in the corner, with his head down, silently bandaging his wound with gauze.
"It was done by 'Third Sister's' men." He suddenly spoke in a low and hoarse voice.
He didn't look up, but just gently brushed the back of Xu Yao's hand with his fingertips.
The touch, like an electric current, instantly spread throughout Xu Yao's body.
"Tomorrow, I will take you to the orphanage and adopt Qiuyue." He said lightly.
Xu Yao's heart trembled suddenly.
She tightly grasped the red string in her pocket and recalled the words of the old director of the orphanage: "That child also has a birthmark on the back of his neck, exactly the same as yours..."
When Sun Zhiqiang and his mother were taken away, the scene was in complete chaos.
Sun's mother was like crazy, crying and wailing, with snot and tears all over her face.
Sun Zhiqiang had a dejected look on his face, like a defeated rooster, with his head hung low.
"Xu Yao, you are a jinx! You will not die a good death!" Sun's mother screamed, her voice as hoarse as a broken gong.
"Qiangzi, you can't go in there! If you go in, how will mom survive?"
There was a lot of noise in the crowd, with people saying all kinds of things.
Suddenly, the crowd became restless, and the third sister's red rope suddenly seemed to come alive and wrapped around Xu Yao's ankle.
"Your red rope..." The third sister's voice was hoarse but with a slight tremor that was hard to detect.
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