Jiang Xueming immediately ran to the self-service bank and deposited the two tickets into the account.

In front of the machine, he was nervous and full of expectations.

If these strange and inexplicable tickets can be faked and real under the inspection of others and even the money detector.

For Xue Ming, this is nothing different from great news.

He needs money very much and never wants to be poor anymore.

My sister Bai Lu's condition is getting worse and worse. Even if he borrows money or borrows usury, he has to cure his strange disease on his sister.

The two brothers and sisters were born in a desolate and poor mountain village.

Xueming was assigned a job as a battery factory by his family when he was seventeen years old.

There is nothing else, just because of poverty.

When Bai Lu was fourteen years old, her parents chose a family in the mouth of Chongling Bakou. They asked for 80,000 yuan in bride price and gave their daughter out.

There is nothing else, just because of poverty.

In front of the self-service bank deposit and access machine, the narrow and dirty public areas are filled with the smell of cigarettes.

Xue Ming pressed his hand on the yellowed operating table, and he listened to the machine repeatedly running the money check to make a crisp sound.

How he hoped that these two weird tickets would become his last life-saving money.

He thought about it carefully and recalled it.

Four years ago, in that mountain town.

When my sister was tied to the sedan chair, she cast her desperate and helpless eyes at him.

Later, he ran away with his sister.

To escape from home, you also have to escape from the network of relatives and friends in the ancestral temple in ten miles and eighteen villages.

The parents would never find them again and escape to a very far place.

They agreed to depend on each other for their own sake.

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......

The phone shook.

The deposit text message was sent.

"It's done..."

Xue Ming took out the bank card anxiously, but reality cannot tolerate many thoughts on this day.

He looked around and walked back to the rental site from Longbiao Road. It was only about 500 meters away. He was as guilty as a child who had done bad things, avoiding his parents' passionate eyes.

He brought some daily necessities for daily necessities at the convenience store in Linxiang. He went to the Hongsheng Market to buy vegetables and prepared to go home to make some delicious food for his sister.

Carrying two big bags of things, he opened the small door of the pigeon cage, and faced Bai Lu's red-spotted face.

Bai Luyi looked timid, as if she was afraid of the light, and she was afraid that her ugly appearance would be seen by her neighbors.

She pulled Brother Xueming and asked Xueming to enter the house sooner. She saw what was in Xueming's hand again.

"Brother...where did these things come from? You...didn't you go to work today? Don't sell croquette anymore?"

Xue Ming hesitated for a while.

He didn't know whether he should tell Bai Lu about the ticket, after all, this incident smelled dangerous from the inside out.

He just forced out some smiles and talked to Bai Lu while dressing up the debris and kitchenware.

"Today I gave a bonus. I told the store manager that you are sick. The store manager is very kind and wants me to come back to take care of you. You will go back after you are cured."

Bai Lu didn't ask much, but just sat back at the small table, with a clever look in her eyes and a slight sense of anxiety. She seemed to have guessed something from it.

After a long time, Jiang Xueming delivered the meal to the table.

Bai Lu had long seen the fragrance. In the past two months, she had almost developed depression when she gnawed the chicken breasts, and her eyes lit up when she saw the delicious food.

Xue Ming's repressed emotions also disappeared at the dinner table.

He could not help swallowing his saliva when he saw his sister's bright eyes, and pretended to be well-educated and awkward. He always felt like he was laughing and crying.

He picked up the food for Bai Lu: "Eat, eat more. Be careful not to choke."

He also instructed: "After finishing the meal, I will take you to the dermatology clinic and go immediately."

Bai Lu's voice was very small, as if she had thought of something: "Brother...I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Xue Ming said casually: "Are you afraid of not having the next meal after taking this meal? Are you afraid of getting an injection? Don't worry, I have a solution."

Bai Lu looked squintingly, her expression seemed to be a rabbit who had seen a wolf: "I'm afraid you'll lie to me."

Xue Ming was stunned for a moment, "Lie to you? What does it mean?"

"Tell me the truth...Brother, where did this money come from? Why did you suddenly come home today? When I was sick, the store manager bullied us from another place, and you had to pay the iron cockerel Zhou Bapi for leave compensation." Bai Lu's voice became louder and louder, "What can I tell me? I am your real sister. We grew up together, and you can't deceive me. Every time you lie reluctantly, you will squeeze out that kind of smile on your face. I can tell at a glance."

Xueming was silent for a long time, and he was only concerned about picking up food for his sister.

Bai Lu didn't ask, she knew her brother was in trouble.

Until the brother and sister finished their meal, the room became quiet.

Bai Lu pulled out a large cardboard box from the corner and dragged it to Xueming, "Brother, after you leave today, I will receive the express delivery and it will be sent to you."

Xue Ming's heart sank, and the address of the delivery on the box was Jiujie Station.

The carton has been opened, and there are a bunch of tickets neatly placed inside, and the ink smells very pungent.

"Who sent this money to you?" Bai Lu frowned her pair of eyebrows and said, "Isn't it an ordinary person? Now, can't send paper money in express logistics... What did you do outside? Tell me the truth..."

Xueming squatted in front of the cardboard box: "I don't know either."

Bai Lu then asked: "Why don't you know? Are you going to sell kidneys? I just ordered it, and there are more than four million in it..."

Xue Ming: "Selling kidneys can't get so much money."

Bai Lu was puzzled: "Do you really want to go over and sell your kidneys?"

Xue Ming: "It's not unacceptable."

Bai Lu: "Then have you found the rich woman?"

Xue Ming: "It is not ruled out that a rich woman has a crush on me, but I work at the subway entrance every day. No rich woman often takes the subway, right?"

Bai Lu: "Well... Have you taken on part-time jobs recently? For example, you go to the Middle East or South Africa to be a mercenary?"

Xue Ming: "I haven't even touched a real gun. And are there any mercenary like me who gets off work on time every day?"

Bai Lu: "Did you buy the lottery secretly?"

Xue Ming: "I usually buy it openly and never buy it secretly. If I win the prize, I will tell you openly, and there is no need to hide it from you."

The sound of the two siblings scratching their heads rang in the small room for a long time.

What Jiang Xueming saw was a box of train tickets.

What Jiang Bailu saw was real paper money.

He pulled Bai Lu and the feeling came again, as if eyes were staring at him everywhere.

"No matter what, let's go to the doctor first and cure your illness."

Bai Lu was restless, "Can this money be spent indiscriminately? Will no one come to collect debts? What if you are caught..."

"I'm not afraid of being in prison." Jiang Xueming stuffed two bundles of train tickets into his clothes: "I'm afraid you can't study, you can't afford to eat, you're just afraid that your illness will not be able to be treated."

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Changshawan Health Hospital—

——Xueming sent his sister to the outpatient clinic and sat on the bench in the aisle.

After paying the medical fee, he waited for his sister's examination results, and his doubts became more and more.

Why am I the only one who can recognize these tickets?

Could it be that something is wrong with my eyes? Is there a cognitive impairment in the brain? Will I mistake the money for a ticket?

Or is there really a noble person who is secretly helping me?

These tickets seem to be urging Jiang Xueming-

——I asked him to take a ride somewhere.

The tickets will help him solve the difficulties in life.

The night is getting darker, and the dark blue moonlight comes in outside the window. In the quiet corridor, a few nurses occasionally walk around.

He could hear the snoring from the hospitalization department, smell the smell of disinfectant, and the few young ladies at the nurse station were talking about something.

He could hear it clearly after more than twenty meters.
To be continued...