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Chapter 170 Black Second(1/2)

Black two?

Perhaps this character has been forgotten.

So here, let me briefly explain it again:

Hei Er is the early stage of Hei Ninth traveling, and when he was still a brave man in the imperial capital, he was the subordinate of the decomposing man.

When Hei Jiu was framed by Xiao Jie and He Wei and finally kicked out of the palace, he quietly redeemed Hei Er and left him ten gold coins.

It can be said that Hei Er is the first person to treat himself kindly since Hei Jiu came to this world.

So how will he live after that?

The answer is no.

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When Hei Er returned to his poor hometown, the first thing he learned was the news that his sister had died of illness long ago.

My father also had an accident at work at the construction site last year, and the only surviving mother was seriously ill.

After the mother and son hugged their heads and cried for a while, Hei Er started to pay for the treatment of his mother.

My mother always said not to waste money and let Hei Er keep the money well.

But how could Hei Er obey?

Almost all the money was spent on my mother's illness.

However, things went against my wishes, and my mother eventually died of illness.

A few days before his death from illness, my mother introduced a wife to Hei Er.

Although Hei Er was only 12, in the village at that time, there were not a shortage of people who took their daughters-in-law at a young age.

He was a helpless woman, an orphan, six years older than Hei Er.

The mother and son didn't know what job she was doing, and the mother just wanted to find an older daughter-in-law for Hei Er.

In this way, after I leave, someone will be able to take care of Hei Er.

However, what my mother wouldn't know was that the wife she found for Hei Er was a man who was in a flesh-and-skin business.

Hei Er only found out later that his wife confessed actively.

At first I was a little unacceptable, but gradually I had to accept my fate. In the end, I just said:

"I don't care what you did in the past, but you can't do that again in the future."

The couple plans to live a good life and prepare to work hard in other places.

At that time, there was a "Qingcheng River" that referred to many migrant workers going to the prosperous Qingcheng River to strive for it.

This is similar to the current Beijing drift.

The couple believed the rumors at that time and finally used the few money from their family to take a carriage brigade to the distant Qingcheng.

I fantasize about finding a decent job and then making a lot of money.

——

However, reality is often more cruel than imagined.

Qingcheng is indeed prosperous and good, but the per capita consumption level is also ridiculously high.

The couple couldn't live here with the little money, and they couldn't even rent a house.

It is also extremely difficult for the two to find a job.

Hei Ergu is good at speaking and has some abilities, but Qingcheng doesn’t want child labor.

In addition, Qingcheng is located in a very small area of ​​the demon race, so there is no adventurer association in the city, so naturally there is no business of decomposing people.

The couple came here less than half a month and turned into homeless people.

Then, he lived under the overpass and made a living by begging for food.

Although I regret it very much, I want to go back to the village.

But the journey to my hometown is long, and it is basically impossible to have no money to build a car. I may die somewhere along the way.

It is not realistic to go to other cities, and there are almost no other cities near Qingcheng.

Even the nearest ones will take about half a month to drive, let alone walk.

Moreover, there are many bandits nearby, so if you don’t spend money to find a reliable convoy, it is basically impossible to leave.

In short, the couple is in a dilemma of wanting to leave but unable to leave, but wanting to stay but unable to find a job.

——

In the end, my wife couldn't bear to starve and started her previous industry.

Hei Er knew it, but he couldn't speak to stop it.

He couldn't ask his wife not to do that because he couldn't make money.

If a wife wants to listen to her, she will have to go hungry.

That almost amounts to death.

——

My wife is a good woman.

Hei Er always thought so, even if he was in this Qingcheng.

She still didn't leave herself.

Not only that, the money earned from that kind of business is always returned and handed over.

But Hei Er didn't want it, he had no shame to ask for it, and just said that he would let his wife take it himself.

For a long time, the couple relied on the little money from the woman.

But even so, the bad news still came.

My wife was pregnant, and I don’t know whose child she was pregnant. Her belly grew day by day, and the business could hardly continue during that period.

My wife wanted to have an abortion, but she didn't have the money to go to the hospital.

At the same time, the diseases transmitted by some male customers also relapsed in their wives.

Not long after, the wife died of illness.

When he died, he had a big belly and was as thin as a fire.

——

The wife's body was eventually cremated by Hei Er, and he pulled the body out of the city and burned it.

The moment when I took off my wife's shabby coat, all I could see was the green and purple skin, tooth marks, or wounds.

Recalling the expression of his wife always smiling at her expression, Hei Er collapsed on the spot.

I kept crying during the cremation process.

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The cremated black ashes were put in a small wooden box.

He put a rope on the box and has been carrying it on his back since then. Wherever he goes, his wife's ashes will follow.

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Return to the bottom of the overpass where you usually live in the city.

I found that my rotten quilt had been stolen.

More than a dozen copper coins he had buried secretly in the ground were also poached.

But he was almost used to it.

He just lay on the cold ground and fell asleep in the wooden box.

By dawn the next day, my torn shoes were stolen.

Hei Er is too lazy to look for it.

He just looked at the traffic ahead.

Starting his own fantasy:

——

If I had a place to live.

If I had a warm quilt.

If I had decent clothes, food to fill my stomach, and my stuff should not be stolen all the time.

So, can I find a stable job?

"call……"
To be continued...
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