"What grandson is so ruthless that there is nothing useful left in the treasure chest. ”

More than half an hour later, Song Yong looked at the trash can in front of him that had obviously been rummaged through more than once, and scolded so indignantly.

After scolding happily, he found that such a curse did not have any effect on the increasingly intense pain in his stomach.

Instead of this, it is better to find a place to lie down like a corpse, and slow down the physical consumption a little.

From beginning to end, Song Yong never thought of returning to the talent market, finding a job in a black-hearted factory in his understanding, and filling his stomach first......

After making a decision in his heart, Song Yong looked up at the sky.

He spotted the dark clouds in the sky, and it was about to rain heavily.

Therefore, he wisely did not choose to go to those small Internet cafes, while sitting on the chair of the Internet café to raise the corpse, while watching others play games to pass the time.

The reason for this is actually very simple:

It's about to rain, and the Sanhe gods who are wandering around outside will fill all the small Internet cafes and game halls as soon as possible.

In this way, there is still a spare space in the Internet café for him to use for paralysis.

For this reason, after looking around, Song Yong realized that he was actually opening the treasure chest all the way, and unknowingly came to the vicinity of Longhua Park.

Without any hesitation at all, he hurriedly walked towards Longhua Park.

Everything in the park is as familiar to Song Yong, who has been sleeping here for more than 100 nights, as if it were his own body parts.

Once inside the gate, he walked towards the covered pavilions on the mountainside.

It's just that today is like an evil door, God knows why so many people today didn't go to do the day-end work? And after realizing that it was going to rain, they took all the good places early.

Even at the doors of the two toilets, you can see the heads of people in them, which means that there are a lot of people crowded inside.

Song Yong could only drag his prostration and walk all the way up the mountain.

Along the way, he could see some senior Sanhe gods, using all kinds of paper, nylon cloth, barricades and other waste materials to build temporary shelters like dog kennels.

In these dwellings, the great gods huddled in them and fell asleep in the dark.

It's even possible that one of them has already cooled down......

Maybe it was after days of bad luck that the bad luck reached its peak, Song Yong's character, which had been extremely rotten for a long time, finally broke out unexpectedly today.

He actually found an unprecedentedly large treasure chest in a corner of the back mountain.

Some time ago, I didn't know what the management department of the park was doing? A group of construction workers closed off this place, operating all kinds of construction machinery every day, and tossed a lot of movement.

What Song Yong didn't expect was that he hadn't come here for a few days.

I didn't expect those construction workers to have completed those projects, and now they are all evacuated.

Although all those people are gone, the simple prefabricated house where they lived before is intact, and it is even more fortunate that no other gods seem to have discovered this place.

And a simple house that has not been scraped by other gods is definitely a huge treasure chest for Song Yong.

Using his ID card, Song Yong opened the door that had been locked with his hand, and as soon as he walked in, the raindrops of beans fell 'boomingly'.

The iron roof of the simple house, under the impact of the torrential rain, the dense noise is worse than that of a speeding tractor.

But Song Yong, who was in it, felt that everything in it was so relaxed and beautiful.

The iron shelf bed in the original room had long since been dismantled and taken away by the construction workers, but it was all trivial, mainly because the mat and blanket with a bed were thrown on the ground.

Even in the shadow of the blanket, Song Yong also found a small pillow with a cartoon pattern and a small pillow.

I'm going to go! Such living conditions may not even be comparable to the kennel in the eyes of some people.

However, compared to those temporary beds in a room for fifteen dollars a night, eight people living in one room, it can be called a luxurious presidential suite.

The rich smell that lingers in it will definitely be able to spit out on the spot if you are entering it for the first time.

If you really want to compare, the blankets that were abandoned on the ground at this time don't know how clean they are compared to the quilts on the temporary beds that have a black color and a strange glow.

In addition, this room also has a small bathroom.

Even if Song Yong turned on the water dragon and found that the tap water in it had already been stopped, it could definitely be said to be a luxurious configuration.

The only downside is that there is no wireless WIFF available here, and even the wires are cut.

But for Song Yong, who even sold his mobile phone, it is not a shortcoming at all.

From the position on the windowsill, Song Yong picked up a disposable lighter, and there was not much gas left in the lighter, that is, a quarter.

However, Song Yong tried, and the lighter could still be ignited.

Immediately took off the last cigarette that was clipped to his ear and lit it, and then, Song Yong, who was smoking a cigarette, began to search carefully in the room.

After surviving a busy meal, Song Yong opened a lot of good things in this huge treasure chest.

The list is as follows: two orange and yellow helmets, a pair of new flip-flops, a kitchen knife, a cutting board, and an iron pot that is a little notched but absolutely does not hinder the use.

On the edge of the iron pot, Song Yong also found a large number of half a package of salt and monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, and cooking wine.

In this way, the cooking guys are all ready.

Finally, in the small bathroom, he found a large red plastic bucket, as well as a small half bar of soap and half a bottle of dish soap.

In short, in addition to not finding anything to eat, Song Yong was still very satisfied with the things he found.

As for being hungry, in fact, as long as you fall asleep, it's not such an unbearable thing, is it?

The corners of the mouth that were thrown away burned to the end, and I don't know when the cigarette butt was extinguished, Song Yong hastily re-laid the mat on the ground.

Then, Song Yong naturally pillowed a pillow with a bit of sweat smell in his mansion, listened to the crackling sound of the tin roof, and soon fell asleep.

He didn't even have a mobile phone, and he didn't know that the strongest typhoon of the year was about to withstand the deep city......

I don't know how long I slept, but Song Yong was woken up by a sharp pain in his stomach.

This sudden, intense pain made him feel like a red-hot sharp knife in his stomach, constantly stirring hard.

In this case, he simply couldn't even roll on the floor.

The only thing I can do is to curl up like a red-hot prawn, and subconsciously bite the pillow in my mouth.

At this moment, Song Yong really thought that he was about to get cold.

When death was so close to him, Song Yong was horrified to find that he was far less calm than he had imagined in the past.

There are too many things that make him unwilling to die like this:

The ID card on his body was too late to throw it into the sewer!

He didn't want to wait for someone to find out about him, and he could know through that ID card that this thing as stiff as a dead dog was a third-rate university graduate named Song Yong.

He also wanted to go back to the small county town in Xiangxi to have a look, listen to those familiar local sounds, and taste the taste of his hometown that he loved since he was a child.

It was the place where he was born and raised.

What's more, he also wanted to see the two cheeks that he couldn't help but dream of when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, and they were the only two people in the world who gave him wholeheartedly.

At this moment, twenty-six-year-old Song Yong, a heartless and heartless person in everyone's eyes, couldn't stop tears from raining down on his face distorted by severe pain.

I'm afraid that even he doesn't know if these tears hurt or if they came out for other reasons......

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune! Song Yong didn't just let it go.

In the years that followed, the sharp pain in his stomach gradually subsided, and all that was left was the familiar hunger pang, and the temptation to go home.

With his memory, Song Yong groped on the ground, and he remembered that on the ground not far from his pillow, there should still be an old cigarette butt.

Sure enough, there was no mistake in his memory.

After groping for the cigarette butt, Song Yong found that there was a ring of heavy tooth marks on it;

Dislike is disgust, but Song Yong's actual performance is indeed very sincere.

He just used the flame of the lighter, scalded the filter slightly, and then stuffed the lit cigarette butt into his mouth.

The mellow feeling came, and even if he couldn't see the logo on the cigarette butt, Song Yong still pulled out the familiar taste of these soft white sands.

It's still a hometown brand of cigarettes.

In the continuous light and extinguishing of cigarette butts, mouthfuls of smoke erupted from Song Yong's nasal cavity, and finally dissipated in this dark and rainy night.

But at the same time, there was also the urge to go home in his heart.

With a thunderous sound of 'stab~', a huge lightning flashed in the sky, and under the lightning, it was a young and decadent face.

At this time, this face was full of incomparably bitterness.

Because Song Yong, the owner of this face, knows that it is not that he doesn't want to go back, but that he can only go back if he has the appearance of a person.

Perhaps, a change should be made.

Under Song Yong's heavy snort, most of the remaining cigarette butt was quickly burned to the end, because of the stimulation of the cigarette and the profuse sweating during the struggle just now, there was a hot stinging sensation in the throat.

Song Yong, who slowly recovered some strength, stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

He clearly remembered that there was still a small half bucket of tap water left in the red plastic bucket there, and now Song Yong felt that he could completely drink the tap water in one go.

With the faint flame of the lighter, Song Yong, who was staggering and walking, came to the door of the bathroom.

It's just that when he opened the bathroom door, he found something that stunned him:

Because in the small bathroom, there was a green light, a green light that he couldn't look at directly, a green light that almost blinded his dog eyes and made his heart panic inexplicably!