Chapter 258 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 13
Chapter 258 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 13
Previously, I planned to kill and rob at the same time to facilitate my escape.
The less funds you have, the less money you have.
But not anymore.
What's even worse is that there is an uncle here.
As soon as you go out, you will be stared at.
Lu Youming made sure he still had the money, so he decided to take a walk.
He put on his coat, put in his money, pretended to be curious, and rushed to the place where the fire broke out.
The uncle immediately followed behind.
The children in the house are still crying.
The aunt came into the house and fed the baby.
I walked over quickly, luckily there were people going to the morning market.
Without saying a word, Lu Youming shouted, "Take me a ride." He stepped up.
Wang Kun (Sister Liu's man) who was driving the car turned around and stared at Lu Youming for a moment. He finally remembered the reason for the child, so he drove away without asking any more questions.
"Take me a ride! Give me a ride!" The uncle didn't hesitate to give in, so he got on his tricycle and left.
The uncle is very popular.
No one asked. They chatted all the way about the fire.
On Wang Kun's motorcycle, he was also chatting.
"where did you go?"
"Go and buy something." Lu Youming said.
"Kid's stuff?"
Lu Youming didn't answer. He asked casually, "Where is this explosion?"
"Hey, the passenger terminal. It seems that flammable and explosive items were mixed in and exploded. I don't know who it belongs to. Everything was burned down. It's hard to check. Fortunately, no one was injured. At this point,
Fortunately, we haven't reached the first train yet. There's a fire going on over there. I hope I can find something useful. But, I'm guessing."
Wang Kun was well-informed and knew a lot of things right away.
Lu Youming listened and had other ideas in his mind.
The tools are gone.
It was also fried in advance.
He couldn't show his tail on his own and let the police suspect him.
He can't run.
cannot.
It's best to hide yourself.
Blend into the crowd and hide yourself. Don't let yourself have any connection with the bombing.
Although there were no lives lost, there was considerable property damage.
Making homemade bombs is already illegal, so I don’t know how many more years it will take.
Lu Youming thought of that child.
Perhaps, adopting that child is the best way at the moment.
By adopting her, he will be accepted by the crowd, blend in with the crowd, and become less of an alien.
The driver came over yesterday and no one saw him.
Even if I ask the driver, he can tell me that it is not important.
The morning wind blows on my face.
Lu Youming felt sober as never before.
He must calm down now.
When they arrived at the morning market in the town, Lu Youming got off the car and went straight to the vegetable market and baby store.
I bought two pieces of meat. I also bought some clothes for the children.
Facing the oncoming uncle, Lu Youming walked over without expression.
The uncle stared straight at the thing in Lu Youming's hand, his eyes widening.
When the two of them got close, the uncle even stiffened up and got ready.
But the next moment, Lu Youming turned sideways and walked over.
The uncle looked at the people, and the bastard looked left and right, and then went into the baby store.
When I came out, I had an extra can of milk powder in my hand.
The uncle was confused: The sun came out in the west?
I looked at the sky, it was a nice day.
The uncle followed along and saw Lu Youming buying some eggs and rice. He called a car and helped transport them there. He also bought a watermelon.
The uncle got directly into the car and stared at the food.
Lu Youming stared at the uncle, stretched out his hand, "Give me the money. I'll cover the car."
The uncle said "poof" to his hands without any politeness. He continued to stare at the dishes.
Lu Youming was too lazy to pay attention to him.
After returning home, Lu Youming opened the pot, washed the stove, and paid homage to the Stove Lord.
The uncle has been following behind, even standing at the door of the kitchen, staring at people, why.
I was even more surprised when I saw money placed on scented wax paper and rice balls in front of the Stove Lord to worship God.
Lu Youming boiled water and cooked a whole piece of fat meat in a big pot.
The fat meat only contains half of the lean meat.
There is a lot of fat.
A whole piece, boiled with the skin and meat, will only be used to worship gods and ancestors.
Lu Youming's family has no spiritual tablets and no Bodhisattva images.
Wait until it is cooked.
Lu Youming took out an image of Bodhisattva from his pocket and posted it on the wall next to the cabinet.
The meat was placed in a bowl and placed on the table by the wall, facing the Bodhisattva.
He took another half of a radish and put some incense and candles in front of him.
Lu Youming held the child in his arms and bowed to the Bodhisattva.
The uncle stood at the door and watched attentively.
The aunt called him to have breakfast.
The uncle waved his hand and said, "I'll eat it later."
He was very curious as to what this guy was going to do.
After praying, the child was put into new clothes, all in red.
The clothes are too big.
Hanging on the body, it looks like a little monster with a red baby.
After confirming that the diapers were dry and bringing a bottle, Lu Youming stood up with the baby in his arms.
Walking to the door, he stopped and asked the uncle, "What's her name?"
"Ah?" The uncle was still confused.
"What's her name?" Lu Youming asked again. His tone was very calm.
Only then did the uncle realize that this man spoke very normally.
Like a normal person.
He said, "Floating dust." As he spoke, he traced the words "Floating dust" on his palm with his index finger.
"The body is like duckweed sinking under the rain"
Lu Youming thought of this poem.
Long-lost memories flooded into my mind.
The youthful days passed through my mind lightly.
Lu Youming lowered his head and looked at Fuchen.
Fuchen closed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and was sleeping again.
The skin on my face is still red.
Like a little monkey.
Very small.
Very thin.
It looks like it can't be raised well.
This child follows me and is no different than Duckweed.
Lu Youming thought and took people to the police station.
The police station was very busy because of the explosion. When they saw Lu Youming, they were very surprised.
"Are you in a hurry?" the police officer asked.
Lu Youming shook his head.
"Then just sit there and wait."
Everyone was busy, and it wasn't until nine o'clock that anyone was assigned to deal with Lu Youming's affairs.
It's Wang Liang.
Normally, everyone would still take care of me, and someone else would handle Lu Youming's affairs.
But now, everyone is busy.
Only Wang Liang is the new comer. He has the lightest work at hand and is the easiest to deal with Lu Youming's affairs.
"Why are you here?" Wang Liang opened the book and lowered his head to register.
"Apply a household registration for the child." Lu Youming said.
Wang Liang was stunned, raised his head, stared at Lu Youming and confirmed, "Are you really here to apply for a household registration?"
Did you hear that right?
Lu Youming nodded, "I don't have a household registration book or a birth certificate. You said before that you could help me get it done, but I still hope that I can get it done so that I can go to school better in the future."
This is not wrong.
But when these words came from Lu Youming's mouth, there was some confusion.
Wang Liang confirmed again and again, "You have thought about raising this child, right?"
Lu Youming nodded.
“If you raise something and then throw it away, it is abandonment,” Wang Liang reminded.
Lu Youming blinked, but there was no reaction.
"Hitting and scolding is abuse."
Lu Youming nodded slightly.
"We must abide by the nine-year compulsory education, and we cannot arrange to get married before finishing junior high school." Wang Liang reminded again.
After all, the other party was reluctant because the child was a girl.
Lu Youming didn't want to go that far, "Let's register for residence first. We'll talk about it later."
"If you have no money to support you, you can throw it into the orphanage. Trading is illegal. Even if you don't ask for money." Wang Liang couldn't help but remind him. The cap of the blue ballpoint pen faced Lu Youming.
Lu Youming listened and nodded.
Seeing this, Wang Liang said nothing more, "Okay. What's your name?"
