Chapter 1116: Where to stay (1/2)
She shrank her body and sat under the bridge hole for one night. Until the day lighted up, she climbed up the bridge, and then lowered her head and walked forward, removing her excessive thinness. body of. She was alone by removing the clothes and hats on her hair and the various smells from her body.
Yes, it’s just a person, but what’s behind her is that she can’t get rid of the evil and dirty, and the body is sick, she is almost even worse than a ghost.
Who is she still?
And who made her such a person is not a ghost or a ghost, and who, she wants to know, who is that?
She touched the money in her pocket, and when she passed a bun shop, she waited there for half a day until no talents came up.
She took a hundred dollars from her hand and put it on the table, but she took a step back. She was not afraid of others being dirty, she just didn’t want to infect others, although she knew that the disease was just touching It was not contagious with one touch and casual contact, but she still dared not.
”We can't find it,” the lady at the bun shop picked up a hundred dollars on the table for half a day, and wanted to earn the money, but it really couldn't be found.
”Sister, do you have old clothes, you don't have to find them.”
Yan Huan raised her face, and the hat on her head blocked most of her face. At this time, there was still some blue on her face, and her eyes were also blue-gray, full of hidden gentlemen.
Fortunately, it was just because the hat was too big, so she blocked most of her face. You can see that her eyes are very large, but there is no expression. The most likely thing is to make people think that she escaped from the poor, poor.
But this shot is a hundred dollars, but it is really so poor.
”Old clothes?” The woman at the bun shop remembered this, and then remembered, ”Yes, there are some, you wait,” she said, and she ran to her house. A bag of clothes came out.
”I wore all these clothes, although they are old, but I have washed them. Do you think they work?”
The woman is still worried. After all, the hundred dollars are worthless, but no one is stupid to buy an old dress.
”Thank you elder sister,” Yan Huan did not pick, she took the buns and clothes and left. Should she be thankful for the days she used to stay in Chenjia Village, at the very least, when she was alone, she could live no matter what Go on.
She looked at the plastic bag in her hand. There were not many things in the bag, probably a few pieces, but everything was there, a set of autumn clothes, a sweater outside, and a pair of warm pants, And a pair of cotton pants that are not too short or too long.
In fact, I know at a touch that this is not expensive clothes. If it is true, it is impossible for others to give her. Besides, people who can buy such expensive clothes cannot go out and sell buns.