Han Momo stuffed a xiaolongbao into his mouth, and bean-sized tears fell.

How can I have the heart to invite Xiaobai to a big dinner again? You can only eat small meals because you have to save money to pay off your debts.

It's been such a hard year!

All his friends have left him, and his neighbors are reluctant to deal with him, and they are afraid that he will borrow money from them and get into trouble.

If you don't have money, you know the world is cold.

It's really a lonely thing to be alive.

finally came a little white, what a good little white, but I'm afraid I don't have the ability to keep him!

"Whew-" Xiaobai took a napkin and handed it to her.

She took it and wiped her tears.

A year ago, after my father died of illness, I found out that he not only mortgaged the house they were living in, but also owed a lot of debt, which was a loan shark.

I had to move to this public rental bungalow to live in, which is my grandfather's ancestral property.

This is the only property left to them by the elders.

The debt collection company will not give up, and will come to the door to make trouble, there are all kinds of disgusting methods, and they must let Xiaobai leave.

"Where is your home?" She choked up and asked Xiaobai.

Xiaobai shook his head, his eyes flashed with prism, and his face was solemn.

"I'm sorry." She felt sad.

Although Xiaobai is much taller than himself, he is actually a child.

When I was a child, I saw adults crying, and I would cry along.

When he sees himself crying, he will also not be able to bear it.

She reluctantly changed to a smile and explained to him, "This vinegar is smoking my eyes, it's okay." ”

Xiaobai hurriedly took her and the vinegar plate in front of him, sent it to the empty table next to him, and sat upright again, looking at her seriously.

"Shall I send you to an orphanage?" She asked.

Xiaobai shook his head desperately.

"Follow me, and you will suffer."

"I-protect-protect—you!" He said with a blank look.

A stream of heat hit the bridge of Han Momo's nose, tears poured into her eyes, and she turned her face away and covered it with a tissue.

You can't protect yourself, how can you protect me?

I don't have the power to protect you.

The two of us are tied together, and there is really only one dead end!

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A day later, the debt collection agency came again.

Big Head Lee brought more people this time.

They first ran to the main meter and pulled the electric switch of Han Momo's house.

The computer suddenly went black.

Han Momo scolded in annoyance.

I haven't had time to pause the game at hand, and I don't know how big the loss will be!

She hurriedly closed the wooden door and waited for the disaster to come.

Xiaobai sat on the bench, holding a pair of scissors and cutting out a lot of small pieces.

Even if the light dimmed significantly, it didn't affect his concentration in the slightest.

Noisy footsteps were heard.

"Here, here, yes, this piece." The big head Li's rough voice chattered outside the door.

The air was filled with a thick, pungent smell of paint.

Han Momo can imagine that he must have had people write on the walls and windows with spray paint.

What kind of "debts are not repaid, the whole family dies" and so on, trying to put psychological pressure on themselves in public opinion.

The death of the whole family does not work for him, and he is the only one left in the family, and his life is hard, and he is not afraid of curses.

The big head Li naturally didn't take this step, he also had to avenge himself for being kicked, so he kept smashing the iron door with a hammer.

"Bang! Bang Bang! Bang ......"

The ash on the wall was shaken and fell straight down, and Han Momo hurriedly covered the computer with a cloth towel.

"Stinky, don't hide, there's a kind of coming out!"

"If you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will burn your house!"

......

Han Momo simply climbed to the top bunk and lay down, let him scold, he didn't have the guts to really burn the house.

All kinds of noises continued to ring, and Han Momo put on his headphones and listened to music.

Xiaobai is still concentrating on playing with the paper, and the paperwork at hand has revealed the prototype of the car.

Han Momo looked at him enviously-

I don't know why his brain is so peculiar, and when he does something, no sound can enter his ears.

Sometimes I wish I could do the same, maybe I would have a lot less trouble.

After scolding for a while, the big head Li left with people in annoyance.

It's quiet outside.