Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

Chapter 121: The beginning of the game to kill the male protagonist 2

As soon as he got home, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan started shouting happily, just like the original owner in his memory.

"Xiaodie, close the door, tidy up and do your homework.

Dad is going to your grandpa Wangcai's place in the alley to buy your favorite sprout buns and scallion wontons!"

Under her father's loving and resolute gaze, Jing Xiaodie finally mustered up the courage, pretended to be calm, and responded loudly as usual:

"I know, Dad. Please come back soon. I'm starving.

Oh, Dad, remember to ask Grandpa Wangcai to add more chopped green onions."

"Got it, go into the house and lock the door. It's hot, don't be reluctant to turn on the fan."

"The teacher said that if you calm down, you will feel cool. I'm not hot at all!"

The father and daughter sang in unison, and for the past five or six years, after the summer came, every Saturday night, as long as it was not windy or rainy, they would perform a routine dialogue tacitly.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan stood in the middle of the door, blocking the prying eyes from all around.

Covering his nose with his right hand, he whispered:

“Well done!

Don’t think too much, Dad will take care of everything!

Do now what you did last Saturday.

Dad will be back soon."

Having said that, he stood there like the original owner, and only left after making sure that the girl was in the house and locked the door.

He had only taken two steps when he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the room lit by incandescent lights, and worriedly told his teammate:

"003, keep a close eye on it, don't let the child do anything!"

[Ding——, received! ]

……

Jing Xiaodie hid beside the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and saw her father with gray hair. She stopped in worry and instantly felt a surge of courage.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and his gaze gradually changed from wavering to firm.

If her father hadn't arrived in time, she would probably be the miserable naked female corpse on tomorrow's social news!

Although I don’t know what my father did specifically, those three people deserved to die!

Also underage!

Whatever the consequences, she will bear them.

Of course, it’s better if you can’t find out about yourself!

He loosened the curtains, raised his legs onto a low stool, reached out from the top of the wardrobe, and took out a pair of scissors.

He unzipped his schoolbag, took out a torn T-shirt and a pair of jeans with a long hole on the knee, and cut them into thin strips of cloth about the width of a finger.

When my father comes back, whether he makes it into a mop or burns it, there will be no trace left.

hiss!

My face felt burning with pain, so I stood up, took a piece of ice from the inner wall of the freezer that I had passed through several times, wrapped it in a towel and put it on my face.

Once it's a little better, continue cutting strips of cloth.

……

The weather was extremely hot and humid, and many people were sitting at their doorsteps, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans to enjoy the cool air.

Seeing someone coming from afar, he greeted with a smile:

"Hey, Lao Jing, you're out at this time, are you going to buy wontons for your daughter again?"

"Yep!"

"You really love your daughter!"

"Huh? Yuanzi, you didn't work the night shift today? Isn't the construction site busy?"

"It's Saturday."

"No wonder! It turns out Xiaodie is back from vacation!"

"Hi, Brother Jing, I haven't seen you for a while. I heard that Xiaodie got first place in the grade again. You are so lucky!

When you become rich tomorrow, don't forget us all!"

"Yeah, yeah, I definitely won't forget!"

"Oh my god! Isn't this Xiao Jing?

Now I see you, what do you think about what I told you last week?

Xiaodie is about to go to college, and it would be great if she didn’t have a caring woman at home.

My eldest niece! You have seen her too, she is so pretty!

If it works, you can also get a 10-year-old son for free, what a great thing!"

"No way! I have to save money for Xiaodie's tuition, but I don't have money to raise someone else's son."

"Hey, what you said is not right! Why are you raising someone else's son?

Once you two get the marriage certificate, your child's surname will be changed, and he will be no different from your biological son!

Besides, raising a son is a way to support yourself in your old age, and a daughter who is married off is like spilled water. Can you still expect Xiaodie to marry you?"

"Raising a son to take care of you in your old age is bullshit. Auntie, you have two sons, but they still make a fuss every day.

If I can’t even rely on my own son, how can I rely on my stepson?

As for me, I will spend my whole life guarding Xiaodie.

Please don't waste your time on me, just find another suitable family as soon as possible."

"Ugh!

I have been searching for a long time, but I still think that you, Xiao Jing, are more capable and your home is quieter, right? "

"Haha... I can always find it."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan responded casually with a few words, then quickly turned the intersection without stopping.

What comes into view is a dark alley about 300 meters long and 1.2 meters wide.

The orange light bulbs and the steamy snack stand are placed in the middle of the alley.

The original owner's related memories flashed through his mind.

Ever since their youngest daughter met with an accident in this alley, Mr. and Mrs. Li Wangcai opened a back door here and started selling midnight snacks.

This sale has lasted for more than ten years!

The old residents nearby would come around specially to buy something to eat in the evening, thus maintaining this rare atmosphere of downtown.

In disguise, with my meager strength, I silently protect the children who take shortcuts to go home after school.

"Uncle Wangcai, listen to the radio! Where's Auntie? Why can't I see her?"

Li Wangcai put down the palm-leaf fan and stood up nimbly from the bamboo rocking chair.

The radio was still crackling with the evening news.

"It's very stuffy today, and your aunt has a bit of heatstroke, so let her go back and rest.

The weather forecast said it would rain today, but it hasn't rained yet even now!

I guess I can’t come down.

Still the same?

Two large bowls of scallion wonton, one with more chopped green onions and one with more coriander. ”

"Well! Xiaodie hasn't had the bean sprout buns you made for a long time. Pack 8 for me.

A steamed bun costs fifty cents, and a large bowl of wonton costs eight yuan, a total of 20 yuan.

Look, Uncle Wangcai, I put it in the money bucket for you."

"Okay! I'm watching!"

By the way, Xiaodie will be a senior in the second half of the year, right?"

"Ok!"

"The study is quite intense. I have to go back and forth every Monday. Not only does it delay my work, but also...

Oh, it’s my fault!

If only I could have rented a house near Lingling's school, or been more vigilant and picked her up from school every week.

Hey, look at me, I'm getting off topic again.

You, haven't you paid off the debt owed to your wife for chemotherapy?"

"Well! I've paid it back!"

“Then why don’t you work day and night on the construction site?

The body is important.

For Xiaodie, can you at least free up Saturday night, even if you don't have to rent a safer house?

Xiaodie is already a grown-up girl. Can you let her travel alone at night without worrying about her?"

"Aren't you thinking about saving money for Xiaodie's college tuition?

The more you can do, the better.

Xiaodie did have a pretty late holiday on Saturday night.

I'll go find a house near her school as soon as I get back!"

"Hey, you're right to think so..."

The two chatted for 10 minutes. Lieutenant General Jing Yuan took the bamboo lunch box and said goodbye with a smile:

"Uncle Wangcai, I'll take the lunch box back first. I'll wash it and send it to you tomorrow."

"No rush! Just send it when you have time."

"Uncle Wangcai, you are busy, I will go home first. When I came here, Xiaodie was already complaining that she was starving!"

"Tsk... all right, stop wasting time and go back. You can't let the child starve anymore.

This brain is getting hungry!"

As soon as Lieutenant General Jing Yuan left, another person came from the opposite alley.

"Hey, Uncle Cai, you're busy!

I can't eat the hot rice, Uncle Cai, please make me some hot and sour cold noodles."

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