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Chapter 894

Chapter 894

"It's us." He pointed his head towards the darkness ahead and said.

After two or three minutes, a woman slowly walked out of the darkness.

"Sister Chun?"

"Why are you here? Aren't you in the hospital?"

Only then did I see that after Achun walked over, there was a girl following behind her. Half of her face was wrapped in gauze and her eyes were cold.

It's the little sister.

"Hey," Baotou sighed, "Miss Achun, I'm really troubling you. My sister's condition has not been stabilized yet, so I let you live in such a horrible place. I'm sorry."

"Wang Baotou is being polite," Ah Chun said calmly: "We sisters still say what we said, using money to help others eliminate disasters. Wang Baotou, you don't have to do that."

"Why are there so few of you?"

"Where did the big man go?" Ah Chun asked us without seeing Brother Yu.

"Sister Chun, Brother Yu has gone to the city to pick someone up. If you hurry, he can be here in three or four hours. He knows this place. We told him the location."

"oh."

Achun didn't say anything and led us into the cave.

When I arrived at a relatively wide place, I was surprised to find that there were several piles of mineral water, several new beddings, several boxes of instant noodles piled in the corner of the cave, and I even saw a basket of eggs on the ground.

"Boss, when were these prepared?" I asked.

"On the day Achun left the hospital, I started preparing them."

"Stop talking about that." He asked us to sit down.

It was very cold, so we lit a fire in the cave and wrapped ourselves in quilts.

"A sneeze!"

I was sweating all the way running just now, maybe I caught a cold, so I couldn't help but sneeze.

I broke off a branch and threw it into the fire. I carefully apologized to my little sister and said, "I'm sorry for last time, little sister. I hope you don't take it to heart. It's all for Bean Sprout to see. I don't want to see you at all."

"

"No, I don't mean you are ugly, I mean I don't want to see your face."

Why the hell is this getting more and more wrong the more you talk about it.

The little girl's face was wrapped in gauze. She turned to look at me, then looked down at the fire, not wanting to talk to me anymore.

The firewood was crackling and his red eyes were lying on the ground, soundly asleep. Tian Sanjiu seemed relaxed and whistled from time to time.

About five o'clock in the morning, I was taking a nap when I suddenly heard footsteps.

It was Brother Yu who drove back from the city, and he was carrying an old lady in her seventies on his back.

After the old lady got down to the ground, she gasped for air and said, "What are you doing? Why did you come up the mountain? Didn't you get free medical examination and ginseng?"

He raised his head and said with a smile: "Sister, I will give you the ginseng in the future. Do you still remember me?"

The old lady, with all white hair, looked at her head in confusion and asked who you are.

"I am Brother Xiao Wang, Xue Ding's friend. We picked persimmons together that year."

"Brother Xiao Wang? Who."

"You."

Squeezing the wrinkles at the corners of his head and eyes together, he nodded with a smile.

The old lady is from Yucheng, Shandong, and is one of the few relatives of Uncle Xue.

Master Xue was not a womanizer and lived a lonely life. From what he said, we can infer that the real Master Xue, whom I have never met, is a very capable person.

Before Uncle Xue died, this old lady was the only one taking care of him. Later, he moved to Linyi, and it was only recently that he found her.

He asked: "Sister, please think carefully. After my junior brother passed away, who came to you and asked you about some things about my junior brother, such as his life preferences, some life details, etc."

The old lady thought for a while and said that two people had indeed approached her and asked her many questions about Uncle Xue.

He frowned: "Who is that person? What is his name? What does he look like?"

"It's been almost two years, I can't remember this."

"but...."

The old lady recalled: "I remember one person called another person, called..."

"It's called Tin Nose."


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