Thinking of this, she hurriedly grabbed Zhou Ping's hand and begged: "Brother Zhou Ping, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! For him to be a garbage rotten person, it's not worth it for you to do this, it's not worth it!"

Zhou Ping asked coldly: "Then I just watched him bully your grandparents and grandchildren like this?"

Zhou Xue was silent.

After all, she's just a weak little girl, and there's no better way.

She is very grateful to Zhou Ping for being able to help her grandfather pay for his hospitalization.

Grandpa received timely treatment and now his condition has stabilized.

However, she knew that his adoptive father was already addicted to drugs, and it was not something that could be quit after a meal or two.

He himself is selfish and weak, and every time he has a seizure, he is as crazy as a beast.

She even thought about dying with her white-skinned adoptive father.

But in that case, the old grandfather had no one to take care of at all, so she gave up the extreme idea of pulling Zhou Lei to death.

In the past two days, she has not thought about asking Zhou Ping for help again.

But now that Zhou Ping is here, he can't solve the problem fundamentally.

If you really kill Zhou Lei directly as Zhou Ping just said, you will definitely get into a lawsuit.

But if Zhou Lei doesn't die, he will always be shrouded in her and her grandfather's lives like a nightmare.

Therefore, she finally figured out that instead of endless troubles with Zhou Ping, it was better to carry it herself.

You can still make some money by going out to drink with you, and it's enough to live with your grandfather.

As for the extra money, give it to that bastard.

After a hundred years of grandpa, it will be the death of that bastard!

"Brother Zhou Ping, even if I beg you, you don't have to worry about my affairs anymore. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it for you. ”

Zhou Xue bit her lip, met Zhou Ping's gaze, and said stubbornly.

Looking at Zhou Xue's sincere eyes, Zhou Ping felt a little helpless.

Some people get used to being oppressed for a long time.

Sure enough, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden!

"Zhou Xue, you don't mind sending that miscellaneous piece to prison, right?" Zhou Ping asked suddenly.

At this time, he also calmed down, and it was indeed a little irrational to kill that guy directly.

If the timeline is not pushed, it is a dead knot and it is meaningless at all.

The timeline pushes, and he has to find a way to deal with this problem, which is a trouble after all.

Zhou Xue shook his head: "I don't mind, but it's useless at all! He didn't make any big deals, even if he went in a few days, he could come out." At that time, my grandfather and I were in a ...... situation."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xue paused, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

Zhou Ping nodded thoughtfully, he already had a plan in his heart.

In fact, no matter how big or small he committed, as long as he is willing to spend money, it is not difficult to send a drug addict with no background and bad character to prison and never come out.

As for Zhou Xue, it is enough to find her a more stable job and be able to support herself and her grandfather.

Zhou Ping knows very well that if he gives money directly, this girl who is thin on the surface, but is actually very stubborn and strong in her heart, may not accept it.

"Okay then, I'll leave your business alone. The purpose of my visit to Chinatown was to find an expert in the identification of cultural relics. You're familiar with Chinatown, don't you know if there's anything good to introduce?" Zhou Ping quietly expressed his intention.

Hearing this, Zhou Xue's eyes widened suddenly, and then a smile appeared

......

An old apartment building, from the large iron fence gate to the wall, is plastered with all kinds of small advertisements.

The environment was a little gloomy, the ground was a little damp, and the rats that saw people were only symbolically hiding.

followed Zhou Xue upstairs, and after smelling a sour smell in the corridor, Xu Yue finally couldn't help but retch.

Zhou Xue, who was leading the way in front, looked back at Xu Yue embarrassedly: "Sister Xu Yue, I'm sorry ......"

Xu Yue coughed a few times and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, Xiaoxue, I ate just now...... ...... vomit"

Zhou Ping frowned: "Xu Yue, there was a tea restaurant outside just now, why don't you go there and wait for me?"

Xu Yue originally wanted to hold on, but she couldn't stand the smell, so she finally nodded and left alone.

It's not that Xu Yue is too pretentious, but the taste here is indeed a little too sour, and ordinary people can't bear it at all.

Zhou Xue's house is on the fourth floor, and according to Chinese culture, this floor is not very pleasant.

Of course, it's much better to think that four is the hair in the scale.

Opening the door, the two walked in.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, and the furniture is a few years old, but it can be seen that Zhou Xue still put a lot of effort into arranging it.

Immersive, there is finally a kind of homely warmth, which naturally shields the dark and damp outside.

Moreover, there is a faint fragrance inside the house, which seems to be lemon fragrance, and compared to the sourness outside, the inside is simply heavenly.

"Cher, did you leave work so early today?"

An old, hoarse voice came from the back room, and then the sound of shoes grinding on the floor could be heard.

"Grandpa, Brother Zhou Ping came to see you. Zhou Xue hurriedly ran over and helped the old man out.

"Oh, it's a benefactor! Hurry up, hurry up and show you Brother Zhou Ping's tea! By the way, what are you helping me for, please sit down, you girl has been rude since she was a child!"

was counted down by Old Man Zhou, and a little embarrassment flashed on Zhou Xue's face.

She glanced at Zhou Ping a little apologetically, and said busily: "Brother Zhou Ping, you sit down, I'll go and pour you tea." ”

"Hi Xiaoxue, don't bother, I'm not thirsty. Zhou Ping shook his hand at Zhou Xue.

As he spoke, an old man came out of the back room, leaning on crutches in one hand and leaning against the wall with the other.

The old man Zhou Ping had met him in the hospital, he was very thin and weak, and he looked as if the wind could blow him down.

"Old man, is your body better, look at your complexion is still quite good. Zhou Ping hurriedly got up and helped the old man to sit on the sofa, and asked casually.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you so much! I'm much better, and now I can eat a bowl of rice at a meal, alas, my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I'll bow to you!" the old man said and was about to bow his head.

Zhou Ping hurriedly stopped Old Man Zhou: "Old man, let's not be so polite, you are a handful of old people, this is tormenting me!"

"In other words, this pen can't write two words, we are fate, fate, you don't have to care. ”

Zhou Ping persuaded for a while before Zhou Dehui gave up his plan to give Zhou a parallel gift.

According to him, bowing is just a last resort.

If he has weak legs and feet, he should kneel down to Zhou Ping to thank him for saving his life.

Looking at the old man's appearance, Zhou Ping felt a faint sadness in his heart.