Chapter 407 Mr. Late Night

Jiang Ningning looked at what jumped in in shock.

If you are in a hurry, go and broadcast.

[Fuck, at the critical moment, this piece of shit is going to be released again! 】

[If you dare to go offline, I will start a live broadcast and go to your store to block you! 】

[Broadcast dog, if you broadcast it, I will be black for the rest of my life! 】

Jiang Ningning——

The outstretched hand stopped again.

It wasn't because the water friend scolded her, but because the visitor suddenly spoke.

The person who came was about seventy years old. He was an old man. He was dressed in a decent Tang suit. He jumped three times after entering the door and stopped there.

"Girl, are you Jiang Ningning?"

The uncle looked at Jiang Ningning and spoke in pure human terms.

Jiang Ningning looked him up and down.

It’s a zombie, that’s right.

How come zombies can speak human language?

Since he stood still and spoke in human language, Jiang Ningning hesitated for a moment and stopped broadcasting.

If something goes wrong, it won't be too late to broadcast again.

Sitting in front of the counter, Jiang Ningning smiled and said, "It's me. Do you need anything?"

The giant hammer-thorned yellow snake swished around Jiang Ningning.

The old man glanced at the four of them.

"He can see us!" Huang Huang said in shock.

Sledgehammer rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, he is Zongzi! Of course he can see us."

The uncle smiled and looked at Jiang Ningning. Then he saw the bright mobile phone next to Jiang Ningning and frowned, "The girl is live broadcasting?"

"If it's inconvenient, I can download it." Jiang Ningning said.

[Hey, I thought it was a zombie. I was so excited in the middle of the night! 】

[Even if he is not a zombie, it would still be scary for this man to come to the funeral shop dressed like this in the middle of the night. 】

[What this man is wearing is exactly the same as what is hanging on the wall of this funeral shop, brothers! 】

【Holy shit! 】

The atmosphere that had just calmed down suddenly became high again.

Jiang Ningning also noticed this.

She glanced at the Tang suit hanging on the wall. It was a custom-made one she had just made last month.

Only one sale was made.

That order was handled by the son of the deceased old man.

Looking away from the clothes, Jiang Ningning looked at the uncle. The uncle's eyes were still on the phone and he sighed.

"When I was fifteen, my father fell ill and died, and my mother ran away from home."

The uncle's voice was a bit dull, with a hint of weight and sadness as he recalled the past.

Keep your eyes on the phone.

"Before she left, my mother gave me twenty yuan. She told me that she was going to work to make money, and the twenty yuan allowed me to save some money.

"The day my mother left, I followed her quietly. Instead of going to work, she ran away with another man.

"I took that twenty yuan and started a business from scratch."

"I don't know what I can do with twenty yuan. I haven't read a book and I don't know how to read. With the twenty yuan, I can only do some kid's business at first.

“Maybe God thinks I’m pitiful and wants me to make some money.

"I have no education, no education, and I can't even make easy money. I have worked hard all my life and can't even get a wife. I am childless. I finally saved some money to go back to the village for retirement. , I didn’t expect that before I could return to the village, I hit an old lady with my car.

“The little pension money I earned was all given to her.

"I only have twenty yuan left in my pocket now. I can't go home."

[My uncle is so pitiful. When he was young, he had twenty yuan in his pocket. After a lifetime of hard work, he only had twenty yuan in his pocket. 】

[Is the uncle being blackmailed? 】

[I also think the uncle has been blackmailed. Who dares to bump into an old lady these days? 】

[But the uncle is really awesome. He started from scratch with only twenty yuan, and he is already a great person. 】

Jiang Ningning looked at the clothes on this old man's body.

She was 100% sure that these clothes were the shrouds in her shop.

But the old man said he had no children.

But the person who came to buy the shroud that day clearly said he bought it for his deceased father.

After hesitating, Jiang Ningning asked: "Master, do you want me to help you get home?"

The uncle nodded, "My home is in Yegu Village, Zhoucheng."

[Coincidentally, I am from Yegu Village. I have never heard my elders say that there is such an awesome self-made man in our village. 】

[People may have left their hometown at the age of fifteen, so it’s normal if you haven’t heard of it. 】

[Something outrageous happened in our village last month. 】

【How outrageous? 】

Jiang Ningning is still broadcasting live here. In the barrage, water friends started chatting.

[There is a family in our village who has a particularly long life according to their ancestors. Everyone in their family can live to be more than a hundred years old. However, in my neighbor's generation, he only lived to be fifty years old and died. 】

[After his death, I heard that the body could not be put into the coffin. 】

[Damn, is it so scary? What happened next? 】

[Later I heard that it was tied up for him and forced into it, but I heard from my grandma that someone saw the body and went back in the middle of the night. 】

【……】

[Stop talking, it’s too scary. Our village is right next to Yegu Village. 】

Jiang Ningning glanced at the short story on the barrage, and then looked at the uncle, with a cold look in her eyes.

"I don't know what the uncle said, a kid's small business with a capital of twenty yuan?"

The uncle's eyes finally moved from the phone to Jiang Ningning.

There was a stiff smile on his gray face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an evil nature.

He said very calmly: "Oh, well, I spent twenty yuan to buy three flower heads, defrauded three little girls in our village, and sold them."

【What? 】

【WTF? 】

【Fuck! 】

[I just said that this man started from scratch and is a great figure, but in the end, this is it? Worri! Call the police! 】

The barrage instantly boiled.

Jiang Ningning asked with a cold face, "Three little girls must have made you a lot of money?"

The uncle's stiff flesh was pulled, and he laughed a few times, showing his yellowed teeth, "It's not bad, the girls are not valuable, three of them were sold for less than 20,000 yuan, but in those days, boys Babies are valuable and cannot be deceived. If a family loses a boy, it will cost them everything to find it. If a girl is lost, she will be lost. It is not worth looking for it. It is not worth going to war."

[My fucking fists are so hard! 】

[Does anyone say it? 】

[Now I’ll take a taxi to the store and beat this old guy to death! 】

【What a dog day! 】

[No, brothers, don’t you think it’s outrageous? Why would he go to Ning Ning's shop to talk about this? What the hell, he's wearing exactly the same shroud. 】

[Does he want Ning Ning to save him? 】

Jiang Ningning:......

God is so transcendent.

Seeing the friend's barrage, Jiang Ningning was speechless and raised her forehead, then looked at the old man.

"Did these 20,000 yuan help you develop your business?"

The uncle rolled his gray eyes and said, "Yeah, I haven't read a book and don't know what kind of business to do. I just heard people say that the best business is for women and children."

[Don’t say that he later stopped selling children and instead sold women, right? 】(End of this chapter)