Mr. Biao will never be able to get out 150,000 yuan. Not to mention 150,000 yuan, even 10,000 yuan. Although Mr. Biao symbolically covers Yiran Street, his monthly income of several thousand yuan is not enough for him.
As for the squandering, I didn’t even have a penny in savings.
Master Biao is no longer in the hospital. He is holding his aching abdomen. Some bright red blood seeps through the white gauze. There are dense beads of sweat on his forehead. I don't know if it is because of the pain or because of the 150,000 yuan.
came out.
Master Biao limped out of the hospital gate, looked at the gray sky, and felt the cold wind cutting like a knife. Nothing hurt more than his heart. This land that has been mixed for decades,
This is the first time I have been forced into such a desperate situation!
There is no doubt that there are only two ways in front of him. The first is to go home and sell iron, beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother, borrow money from people he knew before, and finally collect 150,000 yuan to send to Xiaohai; the second is to clean up.
I packed my bags and left X County, and from then on I lived with no food, no clothing, and wandered around the world!
These two ideas kept colliding in Master Biao's mind, and he couldn't come up with an idea for a while. Unknowingly, he had reached Yiran Street. The place was still the same as before, and there was even a strange, indescribable smell in the air.
The taste is unlike any other place.[
Master Biao took two deep breaths, and two lines of hot tears actually flowed from his eyes.
Being stabbed by Ma Liang and almost dying, Master Biao gritted his teeth and did not shed tears; being chased through two streets by more than a dozen people with machetes, Master Biao gritted his teeth and did not shed tears; he was deceived into taking away all his money by a woman who deserved a beating.
Money, Biaoye gritted his teeth and did not shed any tears...
Master Biao knew that he was not crying because of the 150,000 that he couldn't get rid of!
It's really uncomfortable to have someone riding on your neck to pee and defecate at will... All dignity and face are gone.
Master Biao limped along Yiran Street, and people he knew kept saying hello to him. If you want to get along in Yiran Street, you have to have a good relationship with Master Biao. This is the end of the world.
Things everyone knows.
It's just that people found that Mr. Biao, who was usually smiling, had a cold expression today and didn't like to talk to others.
"Maybe he was stabbed by that kid and felt that he was losing face." People speculated.