Chapter 92: A Thousand Years of Scourge

Bai Jiu's speed continued to move forward, and even the places where his toes stepped on them formed ice flowers.

"When Jiang Cheng found that RV, Han Che almost thought you were dead."

Bai Jiu couldn't help but think of these days, every late at night, Han Che drank and got drunk, and all he read in his mouth was the picture of Luo Qingxin's name, even if Han Che thought that Luo Qingxin was dead, he still didn't give up looking for Luo Qingxin.

"The scourge is a thousand years old!" This is the answer given by Luo Qingxin.

At this moment, her mood has calmed down, and this self-deprecating tone is a little relaxed.

"Heh~" A shallow laugh came out of Bai Jiu's throat and eyes, and it was rare that Bai Jiu, who had never been smiling, was actually amused by Luo Qingxin.

The smile in Luo Qing's heart stretched his neck to look at him, blinking his big eyes and trying to turn this strange Shu into a sprout.

It's a pity that this cold weird Shu is not very cold to children.

Without saying anything along the way, Bai Jiu brought Luo Qingxin to an apartment, "Room fee, one loaf of bread a day." ”

……

Luo Qingxin got the key and lived in the bare apartment with Xiaoxiao.

It should be a house built in the last days, with cement floors and plastered walls, and there is not even a pot on the stove for cooking.

Putting down a few of the burdens on his body, Luo Qingxin and Xiaoxiao glanced at each other, and finally decided to go outside to change some utensils.

As soon as he left the door of the apartment, a child came out and made it clear that he could lead Luo Qingxin the way, and he only needed a biscuit at a time.

Stretching out his little finger, he said how to "value for money, absolutely cost-effective", which looked very sophisticated.

But the fear in the eyes cannot be eliminated by sophistication.

He was afraid, and the people in front of him didn't need him to lead the way; He was scared that if he didn't get that cookie, he would go hungry again today.

Luckily, this customer is a good talker......

Luo Qingxin directly took out a biscuit and handed it to him, "Take me to the market where the exchange items are exchanged!" ”

In the last days, money, which once symbolized the accumulation of wealth, has become a pile of waste paper, and the most important thing for people - food has become the most popular exchange item.

Luo Qingxin paid the kid two more biscuits and asked him to help get some pots and bowls and other utensils she had exchanged.

"Auntie, my sister looks so good!" The little boy praised sincerely, in the last days, it would not be easy for a baby of such an age to live, not to mention that Luo Qingxin could raise a smile and a smile with such a fleshy face.

The simple envy that flashed in the little boy's eyes made Luo Qingxin's nose a little sour, and he couldn't help touching the little boy's head, "Why didn't you eat the cookies you were given just now?" ”

Luo Qingxin had already noticed that there were still a few people nearby who had been following the kid, and they had already stared at the biscuits in his arms, waiting for him to rush up and snatch them away when he was alone.

"I'm not hungry!" As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy's stomach gurgled sound, and he also calmly, "The stomach is screaming, but I'm really not hungry now, I should be used to being hungry." I'm going to bring food back to my parents, they're adults, not smaller than my belly. ”

Luo Qingxin looked up at the gray sky, blinked his eyes, sighed slightly, and finally couldn't ask anything more.

Those thieves always followed, Luo Qingxin simply spared the way, and asked the little boy to go home first, and then follow her to deliver things.

Otherwise, the food she gave him would not only not help him in the slightest, but would also cause the little boy to be beaten.

In the last days, life is difficult, and we must live carefully.