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Chapter 749: Young Feelings (1)

Alecto casually threw him two bags of blood, Alfonso was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to catch it, and then asked, "Is this ...... Where did this come from? ”

Alecto didn't speak, and Alfonso continued, "Where did you get the money......

"I still have money." Chris smiled at Alfonso and explained the matter for Alecto.

This time it was Alfonso's turn to be embarrassed, "That'...... When this time is over, I will send someone to ...... No, I'll come and send you the money, or send it over. ”

Chris still smiled ruffianly, waving his hand quite atmosphericly, but his heart was dripping blood, after spending these five days of food for four people, it is estimated that all the money he saved will be gone, and his mouth is still stubborn, "Little things, small things, you just thank Alec, I don't know you without her, right?" ”

Alfonso continued to be embarrassed, "Thanks, Alecto. ”

Alector said something rare this time, "Count it back to Stella, I don't want to owe her a favor." She remembered that Alecto gave her a bag of blood every day for the first month, and then Moro came and they didn't seem to worry about running out of food, so to speak, the mountain of blood bags that Moro put in the house fed the two of them, and by the way, Alfonso, who was punished by Dylan for running laps and unable to eat every day.

However, to Alfonso's surprise, the word favor came out of Alexto's mouth and it was a strange thing in itself, and it seemed that Alecto had changed a little.

Stella was still sleeping, but Alector was not very restrained, took a quilt and put it on the floor, half-leaned on the side of the bed and prepared to sleep, and then raised his eyes to look at Chris, who immediately understood her habits, "The sink is at the back of the house, you just have to go and wipe your body, and your original things are all in the cupboard." ”

Alecto didn't speak, got up and went outside, and after a while, when Alecto came back, Chris put away the newsstand shelves and moved in little by little, but Alfonso was surprised to see a few silver coins in the iron bucket on the newsstand.

"No one has a stall and there is money, huh?" Alfonso couldn't help but wonder.

Chris laughed, "This is a slum, and although people here are greedy for money, sometimes it is an exception. ”

"Exceptions?" Alfonso was still puzzled, not understanding what Chris meant.

Chris scratched his head and smiled, "Actually, I don't really understand, sometimes I sit here and set up a stall and can't collect a few dollars, and some have to bargain on credit, but sometimes I leave, but there is money in the money bucket and sometimes it is a lot, more than I look here." I'm weird sometimes, maybe it's human nature. ”

Alfonso looked at Chris thoughtfully, and felt that what Chris said was very reasonable and even a little philosophical, but he didn't expect to have something to say to Chris, and he suddenly had a good impression of Chris.

While Chris was closing the stall, Alfonso was very conscious, pulled down the wooden door outside, hung it casually with a rusty iron lock, and then took two pillows borrowed from the neighbor and came out, jokingly, "Just make do with it, let the girls sleep better." ”

"Of course, ladies come first." Alfonso nodded, leaning on the dilapidated wooden door on the floor and tucking the pillow under his head as comfortable as possible.