Old Wang Doesn't want to be Tragic (Rebirth)

7.3 Possessed by a demon

Ji Lianhuo was silent for a long time and subconsciously looked up at the Ye Shou Bar opposite.

"Tsk." Seeing the boy's appearance, Uncle Yu shook his head several times.

"How many days have passed, believe it or not, the young master of the Wang family has many important things, and he has long forgotten you. Why, you still want to remember him and set up a stall here for the rest of his life?" Uncle Yu had a look of hatred in his face for his behavior. "What kind of demon are you possessed by? Do I have to find a goddess to cure you of hysteria?"

Ji Lianhuo didn't speak, and raised his hand to support Ji Dabao on his back.

"If this old man have to say something unpleasant, there must be many people who admire that Young Master Wang. Who are you?"

Uncle Yu wanted to reprimand him a few more times, when suddenly he saw several tall and burly men walking over and standing at a distance, then wandering in the street.

"Look." Uncle Yu lowered his voice subconsciously, "This street is in chaos. Most of these people are here to grab the land. When the time comes, they will collect protection fees. If you don't pay them, they will be as strong as a wall , you can't even beat them."

Ji Lianhuo looked at a few strong men on the street. These people have been wandering around for several days in a row. Everyone seems to have a division of labor, and they seem to have little communication.

There is obviously an organization behind this, and it is much stronger than the previous batch of gangsters.

"What should I do? I don't know if the protection fee will rise again." Uncle Yu sighed, making the adult and child next to him feel heavy.

Ji Dabao felt really miserable. These days, he was living like hell. He didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. His diapers were washed out and he could only put them on again.

Yesterday, the gambler Li Daquan came back with his underpants after losing. In the blink of an eye, he was targeting him. He took his creditors with him, and wanted to cash in him, a child .

If Ji Lianhuo hadn't resisted desperately and threatened to call the police, his life or death would have been uncertain.

And the money that his uncle had managed to earn during this time was also searched by the creditors. He don't know if Ji Lianhuo is distressed, but Ji Dabao is so distressed that he wants to chop Li Daquan up.

This money was earned by himself and his uncle, 10 cents per jin*, 50 cents per jin of oranges, and 30 cents per jin of apples. How much do they have to sell to save those dozens of dollars!

By the way, there was also money given by the young master of the Wang family.They are all gone.

Ji Dabao sighed, thinking about the days when he spent a lot of money, it was like a dream.

Now his rice cereal is almost finished, Ji Lianhuo still has no money in his hands, and Ji Dabao doesn't know if he will survive until the Leng's family finds him this time.

Ji Dabao sighed again, his little face wrinkled with worry. At this moment, Ji Lianhuo's shoulders and back suddenly stiffened for some unknown reason, and he was trembling slightly.

Ji Lianhuo looked up from Ji Lianhuo's shoulders with ease, and when he saw the person who is coming, Ji Dabao's eyes lit up instantly.

Wang Zhaomou wore a double-breasted slim-fitting black woolen coat today, with a white shirt underneath and a silver-gray tie. He was meticulous in every aspect of his body. His eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses contained a bit of a smile. His whole person had an indescribable elegant feeling.

The one-eyed man followed Wang Zhaomou, carrying a document bag. The two seemed to be discussing work nearby.

"Wang, Master Wang."

Ji Dabao heard his uncle's stumbling voice as he tried to suppress his emotions.

This prospect!

Ji Dabao clenched his fists excitedly.

"Just call me Zhaomou." Standing in front of the stall, Wang Zhaomou took off his black lambskin gloves, exposed his slender white fingers to the cold air, and hung down to pick up a bright red apple.

Ji Lianhuo was stunned, staring blankly at the apple in Wang Zhaomou's hand, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Bring the bag over here." Wang Zhaomou held the apple and looked at the young man's appearance, laughing.
After all, he is young and cannot cope with various situations.

"Okay, okay." Ji Lianhuo's mind was blank, he was in a hurry, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

Seeing the young man's bewildered look, Wang Zhaomou leaned slightly, and took a plastic bag from Ji Lianhuo's hand.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the plastic bag in the man's hand, stopped his movements, reacted for a moment, and his ears turned red a little bit.

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The author has something to say:
Ji Lianhuo (blushing): I'm so embarrassed in front of him!

jin* - In mainland China, the catty (more commonly translated as jin within China) has been rounded to 500 grams.