Chapter 26 Help the old lady go home

At noon, Ji Que was confused for a moment.

He lost something again. The scary thing is that this time it was not money but sesame seed cakes.

What his grandfather passed down to him can be exchanged for his wife’s sesame cakes.

He had clearly placed it deep in the second layer of the cabinet, but it disappeared.

Damn it, are there any thieves these days who would rather steal moldy sesame cakes than steal them?

Ji Que was sweating profusely.

This is not a matter of wife or not, but a matter of face and reputation.

Even if he wants to break off the engagement, he doesn't want to be misunderstood as a rude person. After all, it sounds unreliable to lose such an important token.

When the time comes, forget about being criticized, maybe the old man who made the engagement in the first place will also be affected.

Tang Yi, who came to eat, sat on a lounge chair outside. Looking at Ji Que's anxious look, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I lost my sesame cake," Ji Que said.

"That half of the sesame cakes can be used for getting married?" Tang Yi asked doubtfully.

"Yes, you can steal moldy sesame cakes. Is the thief sick?" Ji Que said in a depressed tone.

"Would you put it somewhere else?"

"I have always collected them well, how could I put them away randomly?"

"I'm just reminding you, why are you being mean to me?"

"Have I ever been crueler than you?"

"I think you're so anxious that you want to hit me. Why don't you take a look at the basket hanging on the wall?" Tang Yi said unhappy.

Ji Que walked over and took a look and found that the sesame cakes were really there. He couldn't help but said with joy, "It's really here! Ayi, how did you know?"

The sesame biscuits were found again, and Ji Que covered his chest, feeling like he was in a false alarm.

At this moment, he realized that the four words "a false alarm" are the best idioms in the world. It is a hundred times better than being cheerful, colorful, and smooth sailing.

Looking at Ji Que's expression as if he had found a treasure, Tang Yi said angrily: "Humph, you drank wine that night and insisted on telling me about the sesame cakes. After you said that, you left them there and slept."

"I see."

Ji Que was completely relieved. After carefully putting away the sesame cakes, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen, saying, "Ayi, what do you want to eat today?"

"I won't eat anymore," Tang Yi said with a dark face.

"Why don't you eat?"

"You are mean to me! You are mean to me when you put things around. After all, you are just a person who forgets his duty!"

With that said, Tang Yi climbed over the wall and left.

Ji Que froze there, looking confused.

How could I forget my true love?

But Tang Yi must be really angry. After he finished cooking, he called him, but he didn't come.

I just speak a little too hastily when I'm anxious, is this really necessary?

This is so child-like, he is also angry!

On this day, the two proud people ignored each other.

As a result, the next morning, the two of them sat together and ate tofu nao.

In the end, the little quarrel between the two ended with Ji Que footing the bill.

In the afternoon, when Ji Que was standing there being criticized by his husband, Tang Yi next to him couldn't help but laugh again, and he smiled very nicely.

That strange feeling appeared again.

So after coming out of the academy, Ji Que couldn't help but ask: "Um, Ayi, I was drunk that night and didn't hear clearly. Do you have a younger sister?"

"No, get out!"

In the evening, Ji Que was walking on his way home, paying careful attention to the dog feces that might appear under his feet.

A painful moan suddenly floated from the front, startling him.

An old woman fell on the road, her stick dropped aside, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

Ji Que, who was plagued by bad luck, naturally stayed away from the old woman.

He doesn't have much money, so he probably doesn't dare to help him.

So, he naturally walked over close to the wall.

Behind him, the old woman's painful moans continued to be heard. Ji Que looked back and even found some faint blood stains, which didn't seem to be fake.

So, he came back again.

The old woman looked at him, her face pale and her expression painful.

Ji Que saw this and said, "Old man, where are you injured?"

The old woman blinked her eyes, revealing her cloudy eyeballs, and said: "My legs, I fell down and my legs were broken. I don't need any strength."

"Where is your home? Can I call someone over for you?"

"The old woman lives in Nishui Lane. My son is not with me. There is only one person."

Ji Que said: "Old lady, let me carry you to the hospital."

The old woman shook her head and said, "Young Master, please just send me home. I can just recuperate from my injury without spending any money."

Ji Tao nodded and used Tai Chi energy to carry the old woman on his back.

The old woman lay on Ji Que's body, her eyes shining, and she showed an evil smile.

At this time, Ji Que said: "Old man, let's make a deal first. If you try to blackmail me, I will beat up even the old man."

The smile on the old woman's face suddenly disappeared, and she said feebly: "Young Master, don't worry, the old woman is not that kind of person."

At this moment, the old woman felt her body sway.

With a snap, a pair of wet red underwear hit the scholar's feet.

In the small courtyard next to them, a couple was quarreling and fighting, so they even threw out their freshly washed underwear.

The old woman just heard the young man say "It's so dangerous.", but the next moment, a voice similar to "Hijacking!" sounded again.

The boy scraped the grass beside the road with the soles of his shoes.

He stepped in dog poop!

Afterwards, the old woman was shocked.

This place is less than a mile away from Mud Water Lane. First, the boy was almost hit by a pair of underwear, and then narrowly avoided a teapot filled with boiling water. Then, he stepped on feces twice.

Isn't this too lucky?

For a moment, the old woman who was being carried on her back became nervous.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Mishui Lane to arrive.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun was like blood.

The outline of the house was covered with a thin layer of light, like a gauze, and the narrow alley became even more gloomy.

Ji Que carried the old woman back to his residence.

The whole house is not big, with only one hall and one back room.

As soon as he carried the old woman on his back, Ji Que smelled a strong old man's smell. In the dim room, the smell became even more obvious.

The old woman was placed on the chair, looking weak.

Ji Que saw this and asked, "Old lady, do you really not want to find a doctor?"

The old woman shook her head and said: "It's just a bruise on the flesh. Just rest. Young Master, you sit down and I'll boil a pot of hot water for you to make tea."

As she said this, she stood up with her bamboo stick.

Ji Que said hurriedly: "No trouble, old man, please rest more."

"How can this be done? If my son knew that I had neglected the kindhearted people, he would blame me." The old woman stood up and said.

"No need, old man, I have something else to do."

With that said, Ji Que walked out of the house.

As a result, at this time, there was only a clang sound, and the door that was originally open suddenly closed.

Behind him, the old woman's voice came coldly - "I told you that my son would be unhappy if he found out, how dare you leave?".

Ji Que turned around and saw the old man standing there. There were a lot of brown spots on his face from unknown time, as if there were a lot of maggots lying on it.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and the smell of old people in the room became stronger and stronger.

Ji Que couldn't help but ask: "Old man, you and I have no grievances, and I am kind enough to help you. How can I leave?"

"At least give me back my son's money." The old woman stood in the shadow of the house and said coldly.

Every time she mentioned her son, her voice was filled with a suffocating feeling of doting, as if her son was the emperor of the world and no one could violate him.

When he heard the word "yin", Ji Que's expression suddenly became serious and he said, "You promised not to blackmail people, why don't you, a damn old woman, keep your word?"

The setting sun was like blood, reflecting on the pale window paper. For a moment, the stench in the room became even stronger.
Chapter completed!