Wen Ling watched Chen Qi pull the rickshaw all night, but he closed himself all night.

Although I didn't meet any difficult guests, there were a few who didn't have a good attitude.

After getting out of the car, he didn't pay seriously, he just threw his hands out, and the money fell to the ground, and no one took a look back, so Chen Qi needed to bend down silently to pick up the money.

Chen Qi seemed to be used to doing such things, and he didn't care about the attitude of the guests.

In his opinion, guests who don't bargain, don't evade fares, and don't beat people are already very good at talking.

It's just that the attitude is not very good, Chen Qi doesn't care at all.

More often than not, his face was still numb.

I could see that tears fell from my eyes.

"If I were in the position of a benefactor, I would probably take revenge on the society like crazy." Seeing Chen Qi bending down to pick up the money, Wen Ling couldn't wait to fly over directly and help his benefactor pick it up.

Unfortunately, no.

At this time, I could only silently wipe my tears and open my mouth hatefully.

233 said with feeling: "However, in this era, there are too many people like Chen Qi who live at the bottom, have nothing, and even have no dignity, if everyone takes revenge on the society, then the society will only be more chaotic." ”

It's just a microcosm of the bottom of the times, who has what to do?

Wen Ling understood in his heart, but he couldn't see his benefactor suffering.

Although the last world was poor, at least he lived with dignity.

As long as you work hard, you can always have enough to eat.

But the world ......

Wen Ling silently closed himself for a while.

Chen Qi pulled the car back and forth several times, until Qianle Gate closed and closed for business, and then silently dragged the empty car home.

Chen Qi lives in a slum area.

In fact, this statement is not true, people also have their own names for the alleys.

It's just that the division of classes in Fengzhou City is actually quite obvious.

The residence of the powerful merchants was divided into two places.

The old school and the old school.

And then there's the middle class.

Then there are the places of the people at the bottom, and the alleys where they gather together are collectively called slums.

In fact, this statement is quite hurtful.

However, Wen Ling doesn't have much power to change these now.

Chen Qi's home is a very simple small bungalow, and almost all of them are small mud houses like this in the slums.

No one is rich, so when he entered the courtyard, he put the car away first, and seeing that the lights were still on, Chen Qi's originally numb face finally had a little expression.

This piece is actually already electrified.

But in order to save money, Chen Jiu was reluctant to light more lights, so he kept lighting kerosene lamps and waiting in the small hall.

The Chen family has a total of three rooms, and the house is better than the previous world, the Jiang family's house, and the yard is more spacious.

However, there are not many rooms, there are two rooms on the left and right, but there are no kangs, but two beds, one belongs to Chen Jiu, and the other belongs to Chen Qi.

In the middle is a simple small hall, where two people's daily meals and the like are located.

There was an old, polished wooden sofa in the hall, which was very long, and the thin Chen Jiu could lie on it.

In the corner of the yard, there is a small, back-built kitchen.

"Brother." Listening to the movement, Chen Jiu got up from the wooden sofa, lifted the thin quilt on his body, and called softly.

On the dining table, there was a kerosene lamp with a faint light.

"Didn't you put it to sleep?" Seeing that Chen Jiu was waiting for him again, Chen Jiu's tone became colder.

But he didn't want his sister to be sad, and the next moment, Chen Qi slowed down his voice again: "My health is not good, I need to rest more." ”

(End of chapter)