It was noon, and the sun hung high in the sky, emitting a blinding light.

Ren Hai only felt that the exposed skin had an obvious burning sensation, it was June, and the temperature at noon was not low.

Out of the door of the grocery store, Ren Hai went all the way to the place where the food was sold in the market town.

Such places are called supply depots.

The name is strange, but it is actually a place to buy basic necessities in the major market towns.

The management of the supply station is an uncle, surnamed Wang, who is often called the old king next door, Ren Hai doesn't understand what the old king next door means.

Lao Wang himself has no identity, but he is the shopkeeper hired by the big people in the envelope city, and he can't ignore it, after all, it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

There are very few facilities in the supply station, only a small square table for Lao Wang to settle accounts and weigh the scales, which is like a storage warehouse, just simply put the same kind of things together, and there is no too elaborate design.

Ren Hai looked around and walked in.

"A bag of five kilograms of rough noodles, a bucket of five liters of eighth-grade drinking water, a small can of soybean oil, a pound of pork, two chili peppers, a green onion, ginger, and garlic, oh, by the way, a little peppercorn and coarse salt."

As soon as he entered the door of the supply station, Ren Hai said what he needed, which were not cheap.

These are the things he thought about along the way, and now that he has a lot of money, it's time to eat something good, but he doesn't have too much luxury.

He knows this very well in his heart.

While preparing and weighing the scales, Lao Wang said jokingly: "Oh, Ren Hai, today is a fortune!" ”

"What kind of wealth you make, it's just luck, we have a lot of sand scorpions in Zhennan inexplicably, and a lot of scorpion tails." Ren Hai said and took out a blue capsule from the cloth bag.

At all times, think about what you say, maybe a sentence will hurt you.

After seeing the blue capsule, Lao Wang glanced at it a little greedily, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Then you kid is really lucky, but this is also your ability, even if the sand scorpion becomes more, you have to have the courage to do it, this thing, if you don't do it, you will lose your life."

After Lao Wang prepared the things that Ren Hai needed, he took out a piece of paper and wrote and drew on it, Ren Hai knew that he was settling accounts.

After a while, Lao Wang stopped.

"Eighty-nine dollars, okay, the biggest deal." There was a bit of pain in Lao Wang's tone.

"Alas, Uncle Wang, this is not good, why eighty-nine, eighty-eight yuan, how good this means." Ren Hai is still a little dissatisfied with the final price, and he can drop a piece of it.

Living at home and not budgeting is difficult to survive.

"Just this sentence to you, a dollar will be cut for you, do you want a capsule or cash for change?" Lao Wang, who originally looked a little painful, also became more generous when he heard Ren Hai's words.

"The capsules are okay, all white capsules."

"Give..."

After Ren Hai took the capsule in Lao Wang's hand, he threw it directly into the cloth bag, and then looked at the things that Lao Wang had prepared.

Except for the peppers, which look a little wilted, everything else is fine.

Ren Hai carried the drinking water to his shoulder, and carried other things in the other hand, and the wooden box was still sandwiched under his armpit, Rao had some strength, but he also felt a little strained at this time, these added up, but it was no less than thirty kilograms, and the Tang knife alone was estimated to be twenty kilograms, but it was only hard work.

After leaving the supply depot, Ren Hai's goal is to return home.

If it is placed in normal times, it will be free, and it is time to go to Aunt Liu's vegetable garden to help, saying that it is to help, but every time Aunt Liu will always give something, capsules, vegetable leaves, etc.

Ren Hai walked on the cluttered path, looking at the busy residents on the side.

The cry of the child and the reprimand of the adult filled Ren Hai's ears.

Suddenly!

Ren Hai only felt that his whole body felt uncomfortable, and that feeling was like being pricked by ten thousand needles, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Who is it? Who's staring at me?

The sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down his cheeks, and Ren Hai opened his mouth, but there was no saliva in his mouth.

Soon, the whole back was soaked with sweat, the rags and linen clothes on the body were tightly pressed on the back, and at this moment, the foot board was no longer like stepping on the soles of shoes, but a piece of slippery mud.

The feeling of dizziness gradually eroded his brain, and Ren Hai's eyes went dark.

It's dehydrated!

Syllable!

The things on Ren Hai's body were casually thrown on the ground, and while he was still somewhat conscious, he hurriedly picked up a five-liter bucket and began to pour water in large gulps, not caring at all about the source of life flowing down the sides of his mouth.

No, salt is needed!

Ren Hai picked up the salt shaker again, swallowed some casually, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

At this point, the pinprick sensation disappeared.

Ren Hai, who had recovered his strength, was paralyzed on the ground, and some people next to him looked over, with a little greed in their eyes.

A little girl ran over and looked at Ren Hai with her eyes open, her eyes were big and bright, and her face was rounder than others.

The little girl was holding a piece of shabby linen in her hand.

"Big brother, wipe it." The immature children's voice appeared in Ren Hai's ears.

Ren Hai's head was a little groggy and his arms were very sore.

Seeing that Ren Hai didn't raise his hand, the little girl picked up the linen cloth and slowly walked towards Ren Hai's face.

Boom!

Ren Hai pushed the little girl away, stood up with difficulty, opened the wooden box, and took out the Tang knife lying inside.

"What are you doing? My daughter wants to wipe your sweat, and you do this to her? A woman in her twenties ran up, picked up the little girl, and said angrily.

"Heh... Hehe..."Ren Haigan laughed a few words.

The woman looked at Ren Hai with some surprise: "Is there something wrong with your head?" ”

Ren Hai shook his head, the weakness of his body was a little less, and he reluctantly stood up, raising the Tang knife and pointing at the woman in front of him.

"The linen cloth is coated with high-concentration ether!" Ren Hai said as he picked up the things that had just fallen on the ground one by one.

After hearing this, the woman's eyes were a little confused, and she hurriedly said, "You... You talk nonsense. ”

"Am I talking nonsense? I'm not talking nonsense, you know it in your heart. Ren Hai took the things, squatted down, and stared at the little girl's eyes: "The little girl is so round, it's not less deceitful, this time the big brother let you go, don't do it next time." ”

With that, he stood up and swept his knife over the woman's head.

The Tang knife was extremely sharp, cut off a few strands of hair, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Ren Hai picked up the Tang knife, swept it around, then put it into the wooden box, picked up the bucket, and continued to walk forward.

The little girl suddenly stood up, and was about to make the next move, when Ren Hai turned around and kicked the little girl's right hand.

A knife flew out and stabbed the wooden shelf on the side.

"Children can't play with knives, it's dangerous." Ren Hai's eyes narrowed, glanced at the little girl, and turned to leave.