Chapter 27
The next day, Shen Yun refused Shen Xing's company, and took these iron lumps to the town's waste collection station alone.

"Boss, do you accept these things?" Shen Yun directly asked the boss who was sorting out the waste over there.

The boss heard the words, turned around and looked over, and saw a young girl, "What is it?"

"Hey, what about this." Shen Yun kicked a few watermelon-sized iron blocks at his feet.

Only then did the boss notice what was at Shen Yun's feet.

"I'll take a look."

Shen Yun watched the boss size up the things he brought, and he was not in a hurry.

"Where did you get this thing? It looks like a piece of iron to me." The boss was also a little puzzled. I have never seen anyone who can make iron into a ball.

"Oh, these are picked up from the mountain, they should be iron, you can try it with a magnet." Shen Yun suggested, so that he can know what he got here.

The boss is also a knowledgeable person, "Oh, let me try, these should be left over from the steelmaking in those years."

The boss muttered, but turned around to find the magnet.

Not surprisingly, the thing Shen Yun got out was really iron.

Shen Yun thought for a while and handed the khaki metal he made to the boss, "Can you help me find out what this is?"

"This looks like copper, but it doesn't look like much. I really can't see anything here. You can ask someone else to have a look." The boss said uncertainly. After all, yellow metals include not only copper, but also gold. He Just a scrap collector, I really can't tell the difference, "By the way, scrap iron costs 4 cents a catty, girl, do you want to sell this?"

"Sell." Shen Yun nodded, it was for money.

For 4 watermelon-sized scrap metals, Shen Yun earned 24 yuan.

It's worse than running a business, better than going to work, but you can't do it often.

After all, the source of iron is a problem.

With 24 yuan in his pocket, Shen Yun walked to the streets of the town.

"Hey, Yunyun, you girl, why don't you come to your aunt's house when you come to town? Hua An walked over.

Only then did Shen Yun realize that he had come to the health center.

"Auntie, I just arrived in town, are you off work now?" Shen Yun hurriedly greeted.

"Let's get off work, let's go home with me, your uncle is cooking at home." Shen Hua'an couldn't help but said, pulling Shen Yun and walking towards the house.

Shen Yun wanted to buy something on the road, so he couldn't come to the door empty-handed.

"Oh, what's the matter with my aunt? I don't need to buy anything from my own home." Shen Huaan held onto Shen Yun's hand tightly.

Shen Yun had no choice but to do it.

When he arrived at Huang's house, Shen Yun met his uncle Huang Song, a people's policeman.

His figure was thin and straight, his face was serious, and the deep lines between his brows showed that this uncle was a thoughtful person.

"Hi uncle, I'm Shen Yun." Shen Yun greeted proactively.

"Hey, Yunyun is here, come in quickly." Huang Song's voice is gentle, but it may be due to work reasons, he doesn't smile often, and it's a bit unnatural to smile at Shen Yun.

"You have a meeting with your aunt first, and the meal will be ready soon." Huang Song also knew that he had a serious face, and after calling people into the house, he went straight back to the kitchen.

"Your uncle is like this, he doesn't know how to get along with the younger generation, don't mind it." Shen Hua'an said while holding Shen Yun's hand.

After all, Momo was quite afraid of Huang Song from the very beginning.

"Uncle is a policeman. You can scare the bad guys by being serious. I don't mind." Shen Yun said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a heart-piercing cough coming from inside.

"What's wrong with Uncle?" Shen Yun heard that the voice was wrong.

"It's okay, it's an old problem. You sit down, and I'll go take a look." Shen Huaan held down Shen Yun who was about to get up, and went into the kitchen with a nervous expression on his face, holding a glass of water.

"Why did you come in, ahem, I'm fine, it's just an old problem." The intermittent voice came out.

"You talk about your old problems every day. Look at your cough and you can't sleep all night. I told you to go to the city to see, but you refused." Shen Huaan handed over the water and stretched out his hand Pat Huang Song on the back.

"Hey, there are too many things going on in the town now, and there are not enough people. Yesterday, more than a dozen thieves who planned to steal state property were sent here. It is not a day or two to find out the origins of these people. How can they go away?" Huang Song drank. With a cup of hot water, the cough is not so severe.

"There are so many people in the Public Security Bureau, you can still move around without you." Shen Hua'an said angrily.

"That's, that's, that I can't live without this job.

It’s not that you don’t know about my cough. It’s an old injury from the past. The old Chinese doctors say that it’s impossible to treat it slowly. If you go to the city to see it, the result is the same. Don’t worry, it’s okay. of. "Huang Song said warmly.

The two of them didn't hold back their words, Shen Yun who was outside could hear them clearly.

Only then did I know that my uncle, who looked in good health, still had this old problem.

While waiting to eat, Shen Yun took a closer look and found that Huang Song had a dark aura on him.

A cultivator can instinctively feel the energy of life, like a young man, what Shen Yun feels is vitality, which was not obvious at first, but now that his cultivation level has risen, Shen Yun can feel this mysterious feeling even more.

Hearing the occasional cough next to his ear, Shen Yun's heart tightened involuntarily.

This is not a good phenomenon.

"Uncle, I'll give you a cup of hot water." Shen Yun took the initiative to pour Huang Song a cup of water, adding a few drops of spiritual spring water to it quietly.

"Hey, thank you, Huang Bin, look at your sister, and then look at you." Huang Song took the water with a smile, and couldn't help complaining about his son who was only focused on eating.

"Oh, did I just want to eat and go back to the game to help, so you don't have to worry about it, my sister is from my own family, so I don't have to compare with her." Huang Bin ate comfortably, without being criticized at all. happy.

His dad has this old problem, he had it since he was born, and he has been used to it for so many years.He is not used to the days when his father doesn't cough a few times.

Huang Song gave Huang Bin a blank look, thinking about what he said about rushing to work, but he didn't say anything.

He directly picked up the water glass and drank it. He didn't know whether he felt happy after drinking this glass of hot water. Anyway, the subsequent coughing was much less.

Shen Yun watched Huang Song go down a glass of water, the gloomy aura on his body did not decrease, and he felt a little regretful.

Sure enough, Lingquan water can only improve the quality of the body. If you want to cure diseases and save lives, it is still not enough, or you need a lot of Lingquan water.

Shen Yun's thoughts changed, he didn't stay long after lunch, and went out with Huang Bin directly.

"Uncle has been coughing for so long, don't you guys want to go and have a look?" Shen Yun couldn't help asking Huang Bin.

"My dad, as soon as you let him see it, he said that he has an old problem, there is no cure, it's a waste of money and time, and he just thinks about going to work every day. If it's not that the cough is too bad this time, you won't see him when you come here. I can't get past him." Speaking of which, Huang Bin is also very helpless, the old man doesn't listen to persuasion, and his temper is still very stubborn.

If he was in a hurry, he would stay at the Public Security Bureau and work overtime. If his father is really a good policeman, he just doesn't take good care of his body.

(End of this chapter)

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