Money is a good thing, without money it is difficult to move forward.

When I saw the 'huge sum' of sixty cents given by the beggar, I thought of this person and the strange words he said. I froze on the spot and felt my brain buzzing for a while.

"When one day you only have three hundred and fifty-two yuan and sixty cents left, you can go to Elephant Trunk Lane in the west of the city..."

The voice of the old man with a garlicky nose lingers in my ears like a curse.

I woke up from my daze and looked up. This is the Chengxi High-speed Railway Station, and Elephant Trunk Lane seems to be nearby!

I wasn't very familiar with this area, so I pulled out my phone to navigate and found that Elephant Trunk Lane is only two roads away from here.

Follow the navigation and walk to the entrance of an old alley.

Looking at the street sign with the words "Elephant Trunk Nong", I felt that I was possessed by a demon.

Who is that nagging Yang Wudao?

A madman? A liar? Or a legendary master who hides his secrets?

I'm not pessimistic, but I'm not a blindly optimistic person either.

Now I am not at the end of my rope, but I am pretty much the same.

The most important thing is that everything Yang Wudao said came true.

I am indeed very unlucky. Should I continue to live like this unlucky life?

The key... I really only have 352.6 yuan left on me now, which is exactly what Yang Wudao said!

"You're already here, let's go and have a look."

Not far into the alley, I was shocked again.

This is one of the few old alleys in the city. There is no room for renovation. The alley is not deep and the buildings on both sides were built after the founding of the People's Republic of China and even before liberation.

What shocked me was a woman's voice that was comparable to the roar of a lion in the east of Hedong.

At the same time, I also saw a fat, middle-aged woman wearing a white floral nightgown at the end of the alley, with her head tied up, jumping high and pointing at a house to curse.

"There really is a fat woman..."

I murmured in my heart, could she be the legendary 'shill', and had she conspired with Yang Wudao to set a trap for me?

This concern was quickly dispelled.

What else do I have? Even if I have to cut off my organs, why don’t I put so much thought into it?

I just walked over, and the fat woman just glanced at me and cursed angrily: "You little bastard, what are you looking at?"

I made up my mind, ignored her rude words, took out my wallet, took out all the bills, thought about it, poured out two more steel coins, and handed them to her without saying a word.

The fat woman's eyes lit up, she snatched the money away, counted it carefully, squinted at me and said, "Are you a relative of Old Man Yang? He asked you to pay the rent for him? You can really clear the account."

The water and electricity bills are just right!”

I still looked at her without speaking.

She probably felt uncomfortable too, so she turned around and muttered something while pushing open the door of the next room.

"Who did you scold just now?!" I suddenly raised my voice and asked.

The fat woman was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at me.

I raised my hand and pointed upward at the door: "You live here? It's quite close."

"What do you mean?"

I said: "It's wrong to curse people, and it's even more wrong to curse people for no reason."

The fat woman's expression became more and more unnatural: "What do you want?"

I smiled and said nothing.

At this time, another person walked out of the room.

When I saw this man, my eyes lit up.

This is a very tall and beautiful girl, she looks to be about twenty years old. She looks like noodles in clear soup, and her facial features are delicate and handsome. Although she is wearing ordinary home clothes, in my opinion, she has a different kind of stunning look.

"Mom, what are you doing?" the girl asked, but she pulled the fat woman into the house.

I smiled at her and said, "Hello, my name is Sanqi."

"Sanqi?" The girl grinned, "My name is Siliu! What are you doing with my mother?"

I now had a general understanding of the situation, so I said: "I'm here to pay the rent for Yang Wu Dao. By the way, I want to say for him that he lost his key. If you have a spare one, lend me a replacement one. Return it.

have……"

I looked straight at the fat woman, "Your mother just scolded me for no reason..."

I don't have much ability, but I've never been someone who is willing to suffer easily.

The girl is obviously very smart, but she is still young after all. When she saw me, she directly asked me something, and she looked a little "untouchable" in her eyes. I didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

At this time, it was the fat woman who made the move.

Instead, she pulled the girl behind her, lowered her head, took out a ten-dollar bill from the banknote I gave her, and gave it to me along with two steel coins. She actually put on a nonchalant smile on her face.

explain:

"I'm sorry, young man. I just remembered that the electricity bill was calculated incorrectly. I'll refund the money to you. Just wait, I'll get the keys for you."

After saying that, he directly pulled the girl to close the door and enter the house. After a while, the door was opened a crack, and the fat woman handed out the key and nodded to me with a smile on her face, "I'm sorry."

The master who bullied the weak and feared the strong has bowed his head at this point, and I will not argue with this bitch anymore.

I took the key and opened the door next door. When I walked in, I felt a little surprised.

Yang Wudao looked like a beggar. Although his house was simple, it was kept very clean.

Apart from a table, two chairs, and a chest of drawers that is older than my grandfather, there is only one bed left.

The only thing that attracts me is a picture frame on the wall.

It was not a single photo, but like many older people are used to, putting together many photos into a large photo frame.

I looked at these photos one by one and made a summary.

Yang Wudao can be regarded as a person with a story, but he may have been greatly stimulated and later became a little mentally abnormal.

I say this because in the row of old and yellowed photos in front of me, either alone or in a group photo, there is the same person in them.

This man looked to be in his early twenties, and his clothes were relatively fashionable at that time. He had a straight waist, and although his eyes were not big, they were bright and energetic, giving him a somewhat heroic appearance.

This is Yang Wu Dao's home, and I was very impressed by the old man with a bulbous nose, so I am sure that this young man is Yang Wu Dao himself.

As for why he was said to have been stimulated, that is because, except for these first few photos, all the following photos, in my opinion, no matter black and white or color, although the years are different, the Yang Wudao in the photos is definitely not a normal person.

appearance.

Some have crooked mouths and squinting eyes, some are glaring... There is also the most exaggerated one. In the photo, there are old people in their 70s and 80s, and children as young as five or six years old. They are all serious, except for those who look about thirty years old.

Yang Wudao actually rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and looked like a hanged man!

I am more and more certain that he has a mental problem. No matter how lively a normal person is, he will not make so many weird and twisted expressions.

Old Man Yang said he wanted me to stay here for a night...

I looked at the time and saw that there was no point in going back to the restaurant right now. The boss and the landlady were also busy at the moment. I went to tell them that the refund money had been stolen, which would only add to the chaos.

I became more and more curious about Yang Wudao, so I decided to sleep here one night as he said.

People are like iron, and food is like steel. If I don’t eat one meal, I will feel hungry. It takes quite a lot of effort to queue up. I’m already hungry.

Fortunately, under my 'blackmail', the fat woman returned some money with a guilty conscience. She remembered that there was a bun seller not far from the entrance of the alley, and she could deal with it no matter what.

After buying the buns, I walked back. When I arrived at the entrance of the alley, I suddenly saw a little old man sitting on the steps on one side.

This old man is thinner than Yang Wu Dao, his clothes are tattered than Yang Wu Dao, and there is an enamel jar with the porcelain falling off in front of him. He is really a beggar.

Seeing that he didn't say anything and was staring at the plastic bag containing the buns in my hand, I said to myself: Come on, I've been working with the "Beggars' Gang" for a while now.

I said I couldn't give him the buns, otherwise I would starve myself. Fortunately, I still had a few dollars left, but I couldn't use them any more, so I gave them all to him.

Putting the money in front of him, the old beggar suddenly grinned at me.

I was shocked. He looked pitiful, but he was also very ugly. His mouth was full of only two staggered yellow teeth, and paired with his somewhat neurotic old face, it was really scary.

Just as I was about to leave, the old beggar suddenly waved to me, "Come here, I'll give you something good."

I didn't want to care about him at first, but he then said: "Here you go, to save people!"

As he said that, he handed over something.

When I saw it, it was just a spoke on a bicycle.

In order to avoid trouble, I simply took it and turned to leave, but then I heard him say vaguely:

"When you hear noise at night, just sing! I'll teach you...it's thundering, it's raining, and the mute is getting a wife..."

He only sang two lines, then suddenly raised his tune and shouted in a hoarse voice like an iron brush scraping the bottom of a pot:
Chapter completed!