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Ninety-seven Tracking

Zhang Yu looked at the waiter coldly and looked at him. He was definitely not a kind person. Even if he had not done anything harmful to the world, he would definitely bully others on a daily basis.

According to Zhang Yu's experience, such a person would never last more than two days in Wang Rui's hands, and he would probably stumble upon something he shouldn't see intentionally or unintentionally.

Because they had already sentenced the receptionist to "death" in their hearts, when they went downstairs, the anger on Wang Rui and Zhang Yu's faces was gone.

The movement of the two people going downstairs woke up the receptionist in blue clothes next to her. Looking at the two people coming down, she seemed to have thought of something, and her face was slightly embarrassed.

She looked at the two of them, as if she wanted to see something similar on their faces.

Zhang Yu and Wang Rui seemed to have not seen this.

Thinking of what the receptionist had done to save the middle-aged father and son, Wang Rui smiled and said hello to him.

After leaving the guest house, Zhang Yu and the others stood at the place where they got off the bus, waiting for the bus.

Before the bus came, a dejected father and son were waiting for them.

Zhang Yu turned around and saw, weren't they the father and son who were in the guest house just now?

Seeing their appearance, Zhang Yu's heart moved. Did he not find a place to live?

Just as Zhang Yu was sizing each other up, Wang Rui had already greeted the two of them. After a few chats, he asked them if they had found the house.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's face turned bitter, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "No, the guest house over there is already full."

Although that guest house was not the closest to the test center, by the time they got there, there were no more available rooms.

The receptionist at that guest house was kinder. The middle-aged man plucked up the courage to go up and ask. Only then did he find out that someone came to the guest house to book a room yesterday afternoon. There were more than ten rooms booked at one time, and almost all the rooms were booked.

Come down.

When talking about this, a trace of unconcealable envy flashed across the middle-aged man's face.

That room is reserved by the school. Just because there are more students assigned to this test center, the school organizes people to book rooms in advance.

Seeing them like this, Wang Rui couldn't help scratching his head. This was really unlucky.

However, sympathy is sympathy, but Zhang Yu and Wang Rui cannot give up the room.

Looking at the father and son, and then at the surrounding environment, Zhang Yu had an idea in his mind.

"If you really can't book a guest house, why not go check out the private houses next door."

Zhang Yu pointed to the aunts talking at the entrance of the alley not far away and gave them an idea: "Instead of trying to find a guest house here, you might as well ask those aunts to see if you can find one.

Protect the people you are talking to, give them some money, and let you stay for a few nights."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.

He stepped forward and held Zhang Yu's hand, saying thanks one after another: "Thank you brother, thank you little brother..."

"It's just a matter of words. I have nothing to thank you for. Go quickly and find a place to live as soon as possible. Don't worry." Zhang Yu was a little uncomfortable with the middle-aged man's enthusiasm and could only think of ways to divert his attention.

The middle-aged man thanked him profusely and left with his son.

After the middle-aged man left, the bus also came. The two of them got on the bus and headed back.

It was a bumpy ride, maybe because the contents of his stomach had been vomited out. Although Wang Rui still felt a little uncomfortable this time, it was much better than when he went there.

The two of them first went to the car repair shop to get back the things that were temporarily stored in the shop.

When Zhang Yu came home with a bag of things, he saw Zhang Guifang with an angry face.

Seeing the anger on his sister-in-law's face, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment. What happened?

Putting the things at the door casually, Zhang Yu asked with concern: "Sister-in-law, who made you angry?"

Seeing her nephew come back, the anger on Zhang Guifang's face dissipated a little, and she said uncomfortably: "I'm not angry."

The college entrance examination is about to take place, and Zhang Guifang doesn't want her nephew to hear all the troublesome things at such a critical time.

Zhang Yu didn't believe this, but Zhang Guifang refused to say it, and started to change the subject: "Xiao Yu, have you had lunch?"

"Eat." Seeing that my sister-in-law was unwilling to say anything, Zhang Yu had no intention of pressing her, but he just kept the matter in mind and thought about asking after the college entrance examination.

However, one wave of ups and downs came up again, and that night, after a whole day of busyness, the family finally had a moment of tranquility after dinner.

Zhang Yu was carrying the leftovers to feed Overlord. As soon as he walked to the gate, he heard a burst of rapid and chaotic footsteps outside the door, and then, Zhao Xiaoping's figure rushed into the gate in a panic.

Her face was pale, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her eyes showed unprecedented fear. She looked back from time to time, as if something was chasing her behind her.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu no longer cared about feeding the overlord. He hurriedly put the food on the ground and walked quickly towards Zhao Xiaoping. His tone was full of concern: "Sister, what's wrong? What happened?"

Looking at her little brother who had grown taller than herself at some point, Zhao Xiaoping's panic calmed down a lot. At this time, she no longer cared about her reserve as a sister, and grabbed Zhang Yu's arm as if to grab him.

At the last straw, I tried hard to control my trembling hands, pointed behind me, and said with a hint of trembling and endless fear in my voice: "Yes... there is..."

Zhang Yu patted her arm gently and comforted her softly: "Sister, it's okay. It's okay. Please speak slowly."

Facing the sense of security brought by her youngest brother, Zhao Xiaoping couldn't help crying anymore, as if she wanted to cry out all the fears she had just felt. She cried so hard that her whole body trembled.

Zhang Yu didn't say anything, he just patted her shoulders gently and tried his best to comfort her.

After a long while, Zhao Xiaoping finally recovered a little. She looked at her younger brother's wet shoulders. In addition to tears, there seemed to be some sticky stuff on them. Thinking of the way she had burst into tears just now, her face flushed.

Turning red, he burped and said, "You... take it off, and I'll wash it for you."

"It's okay." Zhang Yu didn't care about this at all, but asked about what happened just now: "Sister, what happened to you just now?"

Speaking of what happened just now, Zhao Xiaoping pointed to the door with lingering fear and said: "Someone... someone has been following me."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed and he immediately became alert. He ran to the door and looked around, but he did not find any suspicious figure.

He asked in a deep voice: "Sister, don't be afraid first. What exactly happened? Where did you come back from? Did you admit the wrong person?"


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