In the era, I was finally born after my mother read my mind.

There was air leakage from all sides of the guest house, and the whistling wind could be heard in my ears all night.

From time to time, a few grains of sand drifted in, making my breathing difficult and tingling all over my body.

It was an unfamiliar place, and I felt uneasy.

Except for Fuman, neither of the two grown men slept well.

Early in the morning, the two got up.

"You guard Fuman here, and I'll go find out the news." Ye Zhoushan said.

Ji Xiaolian frowned slightly: "I'll go."

Ye Zhoushan looked disgusted: "Are you sure you can do it?"

"Tell me where and how you went to find out?"

Ji Xiaolian was silent.

Ye Zhoushan clicked his tongue: "People have their own ways, and ghosts have their own ways."

"People like us, who are not good at keeping things public, cannot use conventional methods to do things."

"This place doesn't look like a civilized place at first glance. It's hard to tolerate someone like you who looks like I can easily deceive you."

"And don't forget, there are still people watching you secretly."

"Stay here honestly. Don't believe anything others tell you. Do you know that you will wait until I come back?"

Although Ji Xiaolian agreed with Ye Zhoushan's words, he still couldn't laugh or cry after being warned like this.

"Okay, I understand. You should also pay attention to your safety."

Ye Zhoushan kissed his daughter's little face before going out.

After leaving the guest house, Ye Zhoushan went to a sparsely populated place with a harsh environment.

People from all walks of life like to be in these places.

I saw a blind old man walking through the wind and sand. His clothes were shabby and his body was stooped. He was no different from a beggar on the roadside.

Ye Zhoushan greeted him.

"Old man, let's find a way."

The blind old man fumbled around a few times, pretending that he couldn't hear clearly, and started to leave tremblingly.

Ye Zhoushan curled his lips, took out a big black ten, and put it in the old man's hand.

"How's it going?"

The old man touched the money and said with a smile: "Ouch, the old man is blind and didn't realize there was someone standing in front of him."

As he spoke, he put the money in his pocket.

Ye Zhoushan took back his hand first and looked at the old man with a smile: "He is indeed quite blind."

The old man blew his beard angrily.

"Comrade, if you have a problem, you should go to someone with eyesight. The old man is blind and can't help."

Ye Zhoushan put on two big black tens and passed them in the palm of the old man's hand.

"Can't you really help?"

Old man...

Good guy, he's on the road, he's even better at seducing people than he is.

The old man rubbed his fingers. The two big black tens were really attractive.

"What do you need, comrade? The old man will do his best to help."

Ye Zhoushan smiled and said: "This kid is new here and is not familiar with this place. I want to get some information."

The blind old man asked: "Brother, are you here on business or looking for someone?"

Ye Zhoushan raised his eyebrows: "Visiting relatives."

"Hehehe, is that right? The old man is not a big figure in Shaping City, but he has lived a long time and knows a lot."

He rubbed his fingers again.

Ye Zhoushan dug in his pocket again and again, took out a dollar and put it in the old man's hand.

The old man's face was stiff, and only the whites of his eyes looked at Ye Zhoushan, with shock in his eyes.

Where's the big black ten that we agreed to play with to tease the old man?

Ye Zhoushan raised his lips: "You can only pay if the goods are good, right?"

The blind old man laughed dryly: "My little brother is right."

"It's not convenient to talk here, little brother and old man, come here."

guest House.

Not long after Ye Zhoushan left, Xiao Fuman twisted his little body and woke up.

Naituanzi had just woken up and was still a little confused.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't see her father, and her mouth was flat, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Fuman, are you awake?"

Facing Ji Xiaolian's smiling face, Naituanzi blinked back the mist.

"Ah..."

[Hello, uncle and uncle. 】

Ji Xiaolian smiled and pinched Naituanzi's little face.

"Our Fuman is so good."

"Daddy is out. Can uncle wash Fuman and get him something to eat?"

Hearing that daddy was not here, Naoduanzi's little nose felt a little sore again.

There were some tears in his eyes. But he still showed a strong and aggrieved smile.

"Ah..."

[Thank you, uncle and uncle. 】

Ji Xiaolian was almost amused by the little thing's vivid expression.

Pick up the dumplings, wash your face with urine, rub your hands, and apply the fragrance.

Naituanzi's grievance about not seeing her father when she got up was slowly gone.

Ji Xiaolian's face was filled with smiles as he looked at the little thing who was gradually getting clearer after the rain.

No wonder Ye Zhoushan brags about how cute and well-behaved his daughter is all day long.

He is really well-behaved.

The little guy was obviously wronged and wanted to cry, but because the person close to him was not there, he sensibly endured it.

Don't cry, don't make trouble, just be tormented.

A small, soft ball that can really melt into people's hearts.

"Baby, let's go get some boiled water and mix it with milk powder for you, okay?"

"Roar."

Naituanzi pouted her little mouth and responded, her fat head shaking from side to side, looking weird.

Ji Xiaolian was overjoyed.

I picked up the milk dumplings and the kettle and was about to go out. There was a knock on the door first.

"Guest, are you up?"

Ji Xiaolian opened his mouth and was about to respond, but the fat slap of the milk dumpling was sticky on Ji Xiaolian's mouth.

Ji Xiaolian looked at the little thing with a smile and wanted to take Tuanzi's hand away.

Tuanzi stubbornly put his fat paw on Ji Xiaolian's mouth to prevent him from speaking.

Ji Xiaolian and Fat Tuanzi stared at each other with big eyes.

"Good boy, there are people outside waiting for uncle's reply. Can you be good?"

"Ah ah ah..."

[Bad, ignore. 】

Naituanzi shook his head.

"guest?"

The person outside the door couldn't wait for a long time and asked again.

Ji Xiaolian pinched Naituanzi's little face, walked to the door, and reached out to open the door.

Suddenly a kitchen knife was inserted into the crack of the door, trying to unbolt the door.

Ji Xiaolian suddenly frowned and wanted to scold.

There were footsteps at the door again.

He pulled out the knife from the crack in the door and left quickly.

Ji Xiaolian frowned.

There was no sound at the door, and Fat Tuanzi also retracted his fat paws, looking at Ji Xiaolian innocently.

Ji Xiaolian touched Fuman's head, his eyes dark.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement outside the door, and then he opened the door.

This guest house is just an ordinary courtyard house.

Four rows of independent houses, surrounded by a courtyard.

They were the only guests in the entire courtyard.

Ji Xiaolian opened the door, only to find an empty yard and house, and eyes full of yellow sand, with no one there.

The staff of the guest house are not here either. They are in a separate room in front of the yard.

Ji Xiaolian glanced at Fuman in his arms.

Naituanzi hugged his neck obediently, swooning.

Ji Xiaolian smiled, locked the door, took the kettle and went to the front room to ask for boiling water.

The receptionist at the guest house is a woman.

It was a little late when I came yesterday.

The light was dim and Ji Xiaolian couldn't see clearly.

This will see you squinting your eyes slightly.

Why does this waiter smell like dust?

"Hello, comrade, may I ask..."

Xu Fengniang looked at Ji Xiaolian with a smile. She was dressed in bright red clothes, which was incompatible with the gray clothes of this era.

Under such a sky full of yellow sand, while others were covering their heads and faces, she exposed most of her breasts and even applied rouge lipstick.

"Comrade, are you up? How did you sleep last night?"

The ordinary questions came out of her mouth with a different flavor inexplicably.

Ji Xiaolian frowned slightly and covered Fuman's ears calmly.

This earned Nai Tuanzi a blank and innocent look.

Ji Xiaolian smiled at Tuanzi.

When he looked at the receptionist, his expression quickly turned indifferent: "Thank you comrade, I slept well."

"I would like to ask if there is hot water to mix milk powder for the child."