Chapter 170: Don't do a loss-making business
"Old man, why don't you bring your son back? Ahem...... "The old lady tried to sit up with her hands on the edge of the bed, but her lower body couldn't exert a little strength. "No! I'm going to find my son, it's so cold outside...... I'm going to bring my son back. β
Her son's death hit her hard, and the old lady was delirious and often clamored to find her
"Where are you going to find your son this big night?" The old man hurriedly comforted: "You sleep well first, and then go to see your son at dawn tomorrow, okay?"
"I'm going to see my son tomorrow, really?"
"Go to bed, I'll go see my son tomorrow." The old man took care of his wife to lie down, helped her cover the quilt, and then walked out of the house.
"I'm sorry, my wife...... Not very well spirited. The old man walked to sit down opposite Qiao Ke'er, sighed and said, "It's really troublesome for you this time, you have to send me back so late."
"It's okay, it's not troublesome." Qiao Keer smiled and looked up at the old wall clock on the wall, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. "Uncle, it's not too early, you rest early, let's go first."
"Wait, I'll send you with a flashlight, there are no street lights in the alley and it's very dark......" The old man rubbed his sore knees and forced himself to stand up to see them off.
"No need, uncle, you rest early, you don't need to send it." While the old man was not paying attention, Qiao Keer put the cash on the table and strode away.
Those were the cash that Li Yanyuan had just given her, although there wasn't much ...... I hope to help the two old people and do a little bit.
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After sleeping for just a few hours, Qiao Keer rushed to Lin Yi's store early in the morning.
Master Lin went out to help people look at feng shui, and Lin Yi was alone in the store. When Qiao Keer entered the door, he saw him lying in a rocking chair, still snoring.
"Buckle button~" She knocked on the table, the thing slept like a dead pig, and there was no reaction at all.
"Hey, wake up." She reached out and nudged his shoulder.
Lin Yi pushed her hand away, turned over and continued to sleep, the terrible snoring sound was like thunder.
Qiao Keer looked up and looked around, and her eyes fell on the feather duster in the corner. He didn't wear shoes and was still cross-legged, just ......
Qiao Keer walked over with a light step and scratched the soles of his feet with a feather duster.
"Hmm......" Lin Yi frowned, and a dissatisfied snort came out of his mouth.
"Ahh
"I'm scared of the baby...... Lin Yi raised his hand and patted his chest, saw the feather duster in her hand, and quickly put on his shoes and took a few steps back. What did you, you horrible woman, do to me while I'm asleep? β
"I, I'll tell you, put the murder weapon down for me, or I'll call the police uncle to arrest you!"
Qiao Keer looked down at the feather duster in her hand, and it seemed that she ...... Master Lin should often use a feather duster to clean him up, as if he has a deep hatred for the feather duster.
"Alright, don't make a fuss." Qiao Keer gave him a blank look and put the feather duster aside. "I'm here to get you on business!"
"What's the matter?" Hearing Qiao Keer's words, Lin Yi immediately put on an arrogant look. "I've never done a loss-making business, but I need to ...... for help."
He rubbed his fingers, and the meaning was obvious.
Joker: "......"
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Is it just money?" moneyβ¦β¦β