The exhaust fumes of the car sprayed on the faces of the two, and Fang Huaian and Fang Limin stared widely. watched Qi Hui leave with Fang Jinnian.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Fang Limin unconsciously shivered.

The weather in Kyoto is so cold that if you stay any longer, you will definitely be frozen into popsicles.

Fang Huai'an had no choice but to find a guest house near the train station, and the two planned to check in first and then find a way.

In the guest house, the front desk proprietress was holding a hot water bottle in her hand and dozing in a daze.

Fang Huaian knocked on the table: "Boss, stay in the hotel." ”

"ID card, registration information, one room for two people, thirty a night."

The proprietress shook the horizontal flesh on her face and spit out a thick turbidity.

Fang Huaian took out his ID card from his arms, flipped through it, and his wallet was gone.

Unable to believe it, he rummaged through his luggage several times, and finally determined that his wallet was indeed lost.

He replied carefully, and when he got out of the car, he walked ahead with his luggage, kicked his wallet in his jacket pocket, and suddenly someone stepped forward and hit him, then lowered his hat, said sorry and left.

It must have been around that time that his wallet was stolen.

Shit！ He scolded loudly, blaming himself for focusing on Qi Hui's body, and letting down his vigilance, so that they could take advantage of it.

The proprietress became a little impatient when she saw that he hadn't handed over the money for a long time.

"You can't live it, huh? If you have money, you can live, and if you don't have money, get out of here as soon as possible! ”

Her tone was very unceremonious, and Fang Huai'an was slightly embarrassed.

But he didn't have a penny on his body, so he had no choice but to put his hopes on Fang Limin.

Fang Limin has been sitting on the sofa not far away, waiting for him to complete the formalities and move in directly.

For so many years, these daily trivial things have been handled by the guards for him in advance, and he never had to worry about it.

Fang Huai'an was speechless, and said hesitantly: "Did you bring your wallet?" ”

"Wallet?"

Fang Limin hadn't seen his wallet for a long time, and he didn't even know where to put his salary passbook.

Someone takes care of everything when he goes out, and he never carries money and wallets.

"Yes, my wallet was stolen. The two of us wanted to stay in the hotel and didn't have the money......"

Fang Limin took a deep breath and suddenly felt bad.

If they don't have money to live in a hotel, won't the two of them have to live on the streets! In such a cold weather, I am afraid that people will not freeze to death.

He rummaged through all his pockets, lived up to expectations, and found twenty dollars.

Thirty yuan from a single room is far from enough.

It was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, Fang Huaian stared at the twenty yuan in his hand, and never imagined that one day he would have such a miserable life.

"Why don't we go and spend the night at my mother's?"

This proposal just met Fang Limin's wishes, and he agreed: "Okay." ”

Fang Huaian found a set of thick clothes from the suitcase for him to wear, fortunately Song Yiqing prepared a lot, otherwise Fang Limin would really be frozen.

They rummaged through it for a while, and finally decided not to stop. The front desk lady gave them a roll of the eye and sent them out the door.

Fang Huai'an relied on the location in his memory, inquired all the way and squeezed the bus, and finally found Qi Hui's villa in Kyoto.

The villa is located in one of Kyoto's most prosperous locations, surrounded by the most famous sight, the Tiananmen Tower.

Before Fang Huaian rang the doorbell, he had already thought about how to phrase it several times in his heart.

Qi Hui was soft-hearted, knowing that he was going to live on the streets if he lost his wallet, he would definitely pity the two of them and take them in for at least one night.

His abacus crackled, and the doorbell was about to be pressed by him.

There was still no one in the villa who came out to open the door......

Fang Limin urged: "Are you in the wrong place?" ”

Fang Huai'an was extremely sure that he was not wrong, he would come to this place every time he went to Kyoto!

There is only one truth, and Qi Hui doesn't want to see them.

The words in the stomach were held in the stomach, and to add insult to injury, they were really going to live on the streets.

Squeezing the bus used him three yuan, and now he has seventeen yuan left in his hand, how to spend the next few days, Fang Huaian made a difficulty.

He wanted to find someone to help, but the first priority was to find a place to spend the night.

It was getting late outside and the temperature plummeted, so they continued to find a warm place.

The two inquired all the way and finally found a guest house with a small door number.

Looking at the dilapidated appearance outside, Fang Huai couldn't bear it, and lived in this kind of place the first time he took Fang Limin out.

Fang Limin didn't react much, he was born in the compound, he hadn't suffered anything, and he couldn't forget the hard days before just because he had enjoyed a few days of happiness.

"Let's go, let's go in."

The waiter who greeted them, with dyed yellow hair and smoky makeup, saw the two of them come in and exhale through his nostrils.

"Do you want to stay at the hotel?"

"Well, how much is a night?"

"120 suites, 88 double rooms, 58 single rooms, 8 yuan per person."

The waiter chewed bubble gum in his mouth and looked at the father and son from top to bottom, looking like they had no money.

Fang Huaian counted the balance in his hand, and there were 17 yuan, just enough for two shops.

"Let's live in a bunk."

He handed the money into the hands of the waiter, who had a look of contempt in his eyes, as if he had already seen through the two of them would choose to shop.

She worked as a front desk and watched people from all over the country pour into Kyoto, and with a glance, she could guess what kind of room the person would be staying in, almost never making a mistake.

The two in front of them had a sleek appearance, but their expressions and caution had betrayed them.

Oh, rural people, no matter how much they dress like city people, they will inevitably be poor and sour in their bones.

The waiter was preparing the key, and made up his mind to come up with a life story that Fang Huai'an didn't even know.

She dropped the key on the table: "Poor ghost, innermost room, find your own bed, 15 and 16." ”

Fang Huai'an didn't care about her bad attitude, and took her luggage and took Fang Limin to her room.

When I opened the door to my room, a smell emanated from inside.

Pairs of eyes glowed in the darkness, and everyone poked their heads out to stare at their "roommates" who had just come in. ”

Some people unconsciously hugged the package in their arms, turned around, and covered their heads with quilts.

There were more than a dozen people living in this room, all of whom were bunk iron beds, and each bed was very close to each other, almost an arm's length apart.

Fang Huai'an looked at the people around him vigilantly, went all the way forward, and found his position.

The bedding was crookedly arranged, and it seemed that the previous tenant had left and had not had time to clean it up.

At this time, there is no way to pick and choose. Being able to live in a warm place is already the best experience.

Fang Huai'an lay on the bed and slept in his clothes, muttering in his heart, wait for tonight, and talk about it tomorrow.