This is not the first time Gan Yunting has entered the shantytown, before meeting Gan Guoheng, he did not live in the shantytown with others, but because he worked during the semester vacation, he did not live in the shantytown for a long time, so many years have passed, and his memory of the shantytown life is still fresh.

"Auntie, I want to ask where there is a house to rent around here?"

At this time, Gan Yunting was bending over and asking an aunt in front of him who was chatting with the people next to him, and his accent with some local dialects made the aunt turn her head suddenly.

Seeing her turn to look at herself, Gan Yunting stood up straight, pushed the collapsed glasses on his face with some embarrassment, and lowered his gaze, like a shy and shy young man.

Auntie looked at him in an extremely ordinary outfit, and then saw that he didn't even dare to have a meeting with himself, he just said a word to him, his face seemed to be about to burn up as embarrassing, and Auntie laughed suddenly.

"You want to rent a house?"

"Hmm. ”

Gan Yunting pushed his glasses again, hiding his gaze behind the glasses, and when his eyebrows were lowered, he took the opportunity to look at the peers who were chatting with his aunt, they were all observing him, he quickly put his hand down, pretending to be a little helpless.

The aunt looked him up and down, raised her hand and pointed into the alleyway.

"Go straight inside, turn left at the intersection of a house with a newspaper on the window, and someone is renting a room there. ”

After saying that, the aunt turned around and continued to chat with her friend.

Gan Yunting raised his head, looked in the direction his aunt was pointing, and pushed his glasses again.

"Thank you, Lady. ”

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and thanked his aunt with a smile, but the aunt didn't care, and waved her hand casually, which was considered to be heard.

He did not tarnish, but lifted his feet and went inside.

It was dark, but it was not dark at all in the shantytown, and the lights of the surrounding houses were on, and he walked in the alleyway, which was much brighter than the sky outside.

At this point, when the families began to eat, all that entered his nose was the smell of food coming from the surrounding houses.

He didn't eat much along the way, and when he went out, he only came to the bottom of two oranges, thinking about things along the way, and had no appetite, and now he smelled the fragrance, even if his mind was full of things, he couldn't stop his stomach from starting to rebel.

He had expected this to happen, so when he was passing by the shop outside, he bought a piece of chocolate, and then took it out to cushion the bottom.

This chocolate is an unknown brand, and when you open the simple packaging on the outside, the chocolate inside is light brown and has powdered stuff on it.

It's a cocoa butter substitute with almost no real cocoa ingredients, and it sells for such a cheap price, just because it tastes like a little bit of chocolate.

In fact, people who have really eaten chocolate will not like this fake chocolate with cocoa butter, because its taste is not only rough and sticky, but also has a feeling of chewing stones, that is, the sweetener added in it can bring a little bit of flavor, and the rest of the taste is simply indescribable.

Not to mention that such a thing is like real chocolate, it is difficult to provide him with enough energy to relieve hunger.

Luckily, in addition to the chocolate, he also bought another bottle of energy drink, which he drank before leaving the store.

In this way, people will not see themselves consuming products that do not match their current appearance, and they will not make themselves eye-catching.

Chewing a mouthful full of so-called chocolate, Gan Yunting carefully folded the wrapping paper in his hand and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

He swallowed the somewhat throat-scraping thing as he walked briskly into the alleyway.

The window with the newspaper is still very easy to find, most of the windows of other houses are pasted with the kind of frosted paper that is more commonly used on the market, just to facilitate the light transmission at the same time, and not let others peep into their privacy, and the windows of this house, even a window paper is pasted to tatters, and it has not been inhabited for a long time.

Many of the houses in this shantytown have been vacant for many years, but no one cares, and this shantytown is a place that the government does not want to govern, and even if anyone suddenly disappears, no one will find it strange.

This kind of house that no one lives in is either because the original owner has moved out of the shantytown because he has money, or because the original owner has disappeared from this world.

Either way, no one will open it and take it for themselves.

Don't look at the shantytown here, the law and order are particularly chaotic, but they still have to abide by some of the rules that follow the rules.

Standing in front of the pasted newspaper window, Gan Yunting turned his head to look at his left.

Just now the aunt said that there was a rental house on the left side, and he looked at the road and couldn't see the end in sight.

There are obviously many fewer people living on both sides of this road than in the alley I just passed, and there are not many houses on both sides that are lit up.

Gan Yunting wasn't sure if it was dangerous, so he could only decide to take a step first.

He lowered his head and coughed, put his hand into his trouser pocket, pinched the contents of his trouser pocket, and then took his hand out, and when he took it out, he had an extra mobile phone in his hand.

The phone wasn't the one he usually used, and it was kept in the trunk in case he needed to disguise himself, a very cheap miscellaneous phone with an unknown name.

Don't look at the scratches on the shell of this mobile phone, and the screen is full of broken cobweb marks, in fact, this mobile phone has undergone special modification, which is not much worse than the high-priced mobile phones on the market now.

He took out the phone, first dialed a number, and when the phone was connected, he coughed a little uncomfortably in his throat, like a cold and phlegm in his throat.

"I'm in a shantytown...... Well, right...... I just came to look at the house, and the people in the company said that although the security here is not very good, the house is relatively cheap, you know, I have finally found a job now, and I can have a place to stay, and I really dare not think about anything else. ”

His voice was low and deep, a little weak, and it sounded like he was often bullied on weekdays, plus he had been lying on his back, walking a little staggering and unsteady, even if he was not short, he looked like the wind was blowing.

"Well, I know, I'll let you know if I'm looking at the house in a moment, and if you think it's good, you can come and have a look. ”

When he heard this, he really looked like he was looking for a house.

Hearing his words, the figure that had been quietly following him suddenly flashed into a shadow next to him.

When Gan Yunting hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked.