In the afternoon, Shi Zuocai still came to Dishifu Road, observing the traffic and crowded with boredom.

This is the only way to go home when working in Anhe City every day.

It was also the sixth day he was squatting here.

He is waiting for someone here, someone who appears with Anhe City every day.

A beggar who has been following Anhe City for more than a month.

It was the hot summer and the weather was very hot. At that time, Zuo found a cool arcade and squatted at the entrance of the alley. He raised his head and drank his last bite of Coke. The surging Adam's apple looked like a thirsty camel in the desert.

A white and jade-like arm stretched over, holding a cute electric fan. Liu Yan looked at Shi Zuo Cai and squatted down beside him, looking at him drippingly, and giggled.

She said: "You are still looking for beggars here, and you are the most like beggars on the whole street."

"Even if you search the entire Guangzhou city, you can't find a beggar as romantic as me." Shi Zuo threw the can into the trash can next to him, looked at Liu Yan, stunned for a moment, and looked at her a few more times, with a weird look.

"Where did you go just now?"

"Sit around casually. Xiao An hasn't gotten off work yet, so he's so boring." Liu Yanxi curled her lips. She took out a bottle of mineral water from her brand bag and said, "Do you drink it?"

Shi Zuo twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically at her:

"I can understand how to wander around. The question is why do you have to change yourself?"

When a woman is extremely amazed, the extra gaze will only make people feel tingling. Even when they hit her by, people will unconsciously turn their heads to avoid eye communication.

Liu Yan looked at this moment like this.

A bun, short-shot hair, nine-point leather pants, and black short boots. This crowded street was melted by her momentum and became a scene for the model’s street photography.

This outfit is completely different from when they first arrived at Dishifu Road half an hour ago.

Liu Yan looked at him blankly, smiled, and said word by word: "I am happy, I am interested."

"You are willing to spend money." Shi Zuo Cai's tone was full of mockery.

Liu Yanshi seemed to not understand, and tilted her head, "Hmm?" She said. When she noticed that Zuo Cai's eyes were on her outfit, she came to her senses and smiled and said, "Who told you that I spent money?"

Shi Zuo sneered:

"Don't tell me, this whole mall is run by your relatives, and donnakaran's clothes can be worn casually."

Liu Yan smiled and asked me:

"When you go to the counter to pick cosmetics, even if you hold them in your hands, the waiter will only think you want to pay for it, right?"

"so what?"

"You walk to the cashier with a bunch of messy cosmetics, and the waiter won't be suspicious, right?"

"so what?"

Just as he finished speaking, Zuo Chuan suddenly frowned, his heart jumped suddenly, and he stood up:

"Aren't you?"

Liu Yan approached his ear like a thief, gently and skillfully:

"Yes, yeah—"

Shi Zuo had already guessed the whole story.

She must have gone to the cashier to tell the cashier who was completely unaware of the situation that she bought the cosmetics a few days ago, but they had not opened them yet, and now she plans to return them.

According to normal procedures, the cashier will definitely ask her to present the invoice. Liu Yan saw that she had not spent a penny, so it was naturally impossible for her to have an invoice.

She might be able to make up for the trick, complaining for a few words, "I have bought it for a while, but I can't even return it." Then she made an attitude of being extremely dissatisfied with the service of the entire store, and said, "At least give me a bag?" She thought she was a cashier who failed to return the goods, and naturally would not think too much. The other salesperson who saw her taking the cosmetics couldn't hear the conversation at the counter, but just thought that she had paid the money and took the goods away...

Shi Zuo Chai pinched his eyebrows with a headache and sighed:

"Women are all in trouble. You Liu Yan sees it as Nicaragua Falls."

...

Deep in Panyu, a Porsche 718 was parked next to the newly repaired asphalt road in a deserted town. A high heel stretched out from the semi-open door and walked towards the town.

Jiang Zhilin is over 30 years old and is a native of a villager. After graduating from middle school, she worked as a primary school teacher for several years. After years of hard work, her wealthy capital has washed away the local atmosphere.

Now she is the only successful person in this remote town in her hometown. When her fellow villagers saw her, they nodded and greeted her with a smile.

When she was an ordinary elementary school teacher, her five-year-old son suffered from blood cancer. She spent all her savings at home but failed to save her son's life. Her husband gave up two acres of land at home and also gave up the family. On a quiet night, she took a long-distance bus to another city, changed her appearance and lived a new life. She also carried the huge debt left by her husband.

Every time I thought the greatest pain in my life was just like this, life always made her humble. From some point on, all kinds of rumors about her began to spread in the town.

This woman is born to harm her husband's fate, and whoever gets into trouble will be in trouble.

Her little baby suffered from leukemia at a young age because she was a watery poplar flower and had "mung" on her body.

The relatives who lent money to her husband's family were also shaken, and their trust collapsed. They knocked on the iron gate in her yard day and night, urging her to pay back the money. The old parents were crying all day long and couldn't sleep at night.

One rainy night, Jiang Zhilin escaped everything, and also bet on everything that was left, and took the bus to the neighboring city of Guangzhou. Since then, she has sold her soul to the devil.

"It's Xiaolin? Oh, it's hot, why are you here when you have time to come back? Go and see Lao Jiang again?" Wang Po's face squeezed into a ball, and walked around the fruit stall. He picked up an apple, wiped it with his apron: "Eat an apple to quench your thirst, look at your sweat, I'm afraid it's hot, right?"

Wang Po's tone was unnatural.

Jiang Zhilin greeted politely, but his heart was cold and there was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Rumors started with my aunts and sisters.

Back then, my son issued a notice of critical illness and took the lead in distributing her, Jiang Zhilin was a son, and most of this Wang Po also had a share.

Now that rumor has disappeared. The attitudes of the people in the village towards her are also very different.

Jiang Zhilin knew that it was all because of money.

Jiang Zhilin did all the evil things in Guangzhou for several years. She was not afraid of being plagued by sins. Because she knew that the greatest original sin was poverty.

Turning a few street corners, he came to the familiar path. In the neighbor's yard, the yellow dog guarding the door was eating leftovers. Jiang Zhilin weighed the apple in his hand that was forced by Wang Po, and coldly threw it in front of the yellow dog.

Through the gate of my home, I saw my father squatting in the corner watering his own field, and a burst of sorrow surged into Jiang Zhilin's nose.

She opened the iron door and rushed to Jiang's father:

"Dad—I told you not to walk around casually. You always don't listen. What if you can't recover?"

When Jiang's father heard his daughter's familiar voice, he turned his head in surprise, both surprised and surprised:

"Why is Alin back?"

He stood up and staggered, Jiang Zhilin hurriedly held him up: "You should take it easy."

"The legs are indeed becoming less and less flexible. Our family's fields are abandoned. After planting them for so many years, we can now dress up this small vegetable garden to leave a memory." Jiang's father smiled and was supported by Jiang Zhilin and sat in the wheelchair next to him.

"If this leg really doesn't get better, you will feel better."

Jiang Zhilin's tone was full of complaints, but deep down she felt more guilt and self-blame.

When she fled out of the town to find her husband, the merciless relatives broke into the house and pulled Jiang Zhilin's parents to ask for debts. In the midst of the rush of emotions, she broke one of her father's right leg.

After paying off the debt, Jiang Zhilin had completely cut off relations with her husband's family, but this account is still in her heart.

"Ah Lin is back?"

It was early for a baby in the village and town. Jiang's mother was only over fifty years old this year, but she was already gray. She was worried about her daughter's affairs in the early years. She was beaten up by her husband's family in the yard and protected by Jiang's father. This was not a big deal. But her spirit was already worse than before.

But when she saw her daughter appearing in the yard, she still seemed overjoyed, and suddenly she seemed a few years younger, and she walked up and said:

"You are a fool, it's a hot day, what are you talking about with Alin outside? Take Alin back to the house quickly. The meal time is coming. I'm cooking. Alin is back. We have to cook something for Alin. I'll go to the market to buy a chicken..."

Jiang Zhilin's eyes turned red.

...

"I smelled the scent of meat." Shi Zuocai sniffed in his nose: "It came from me, I'm a little tempted to taste it."

Liu Yanshi giggled: "You're just so hot."

When she moved the parasol in her hand to the top of her head, she curled her lips: "I told you not to exercise normally."

He paused and laughed interestingly:

"But it really doesn't look like your style - neither the first personality nor the 'Mr. Demon' you,"

Shi Zuo turned his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What are you referring to?"

"It means that you have been working diligently as a little bodyguard these days." Liu Yanxi blinked:

"I think you are both energy-saving people and you will never do anything that is necessary. But just now, you clearly saw the beggar following Xiao An, and you were just watching... In this case, will there be no progress?"

Shi Zuocai put his hands in his pocket and said with a smile:

"It's not that there is no progress. It's just that the time has not come yet - if that beggar is really as speculated by the oil bottle, it is indeed Anhe City's father."

Liu Yanxi laughed "splash":

"Every time I hear you call yourself 'oil bottle', I find it very funny."

Finally, she curled her smile and pondered: "However, Shi Zuocai's master personality is indeed much more reliable than you to some extent. How did he be sure that the beggar is Xiao An's father?"

"How do I know?" Shi Zuo spread his hands heartlessly:

"Logic and reasoning are the parts he is good at. I was created just to help him avoid trouble."
To be continued...