Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Before Ah Zheng could react from his shock, he was hit by a stick. His body shook and he fell down.

"Ah Zheng!" the old woman exclaimed.

After checking, she found that Ah Zheng's head was not broken, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she complained to the young man: "How could you hit Ah Zheng..."

The young man kicked her viciously.

"What are you talking about? We have already made an appointment. If it's too late, he won't buy it. You give me 10,000?"

The young man carried Ah Zheng on his back and was about to leave, but his trouser legs were pulled by the old man again.

"A Dong..."

"Old man, if you pull it again, who will guard your body when you die."

The old man was stunned, and the hand holding his trouser legs slowly loosened.

"But, but if they buy Ah Zheng... will they treat him well?"

"Why care so much? Anyway, he is a jinx, and the sooner he dies, the sooner he will be reborn."

The old man's hand fell down, and he stopped stopping her, but hugged his knees and began to cry.

"My poor Ah Zheng..."

Su Chen looked up at the starry sky.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there was only a line of the new moon in the sky, which was very much like the love of the old man for his grandson.

He sighed lightly, watching the young man walk out of the yard, carrying A Zheng on his back into the night, Zhang Ming led people to follow quietly, and then jumped down from the wall.

The man who bought A Zheng was caught by Zhang Ming and his men.

When A Zheng woke up again, he was already in the police station in Lingtou Town.

When he saw the old man rushing over, he rushed over in three or two steps: "Grandma..."

But he was pushed away by the old man, who asked anxiously: "Where is my A Dong? Where is A Dong?"

The police officer was impartial: "Yu Suqin, your son is suspected of child trafficking..."

The old man shook his head: "No, he didn't, A Zheng is his biological son, comrade police, my son has not committed a crime, no..."

The police officer said coldly: "Whether he has committed a crime or not, we know better than you, and now we are just notifying you..."

The old man was stunned, staggered, sat down on the ground, and soon his eyes were blurred with tears.

A Zheng stepped forward cautiously

"Grandma..."

The old woman seemed to realize something and grabbed A Zheng's hand.

"Grandma, I..." A Zheng was about to point to his aching head and complain about his grievances when he was interrupted by the old woman's stern shout.

"Is it you? Did you call the police? You jinx, you unfilial man, how could you let them arrest your father?"

A Zheng was stunned and let the old woman shake his thin body.

After a long time, he explained in a low voice: "Grandma, I, I am not a jinx, I didn't..."

"It's you, it's you!"

"Who else can it be if not you?"

"You are indeed a jinx. If I had known, I shouldn't have raised you. I should have immersed you in the well..."

Zhang Ming couldn't listen anymore and went forward to hug A Zheng.

"Don't listen to your grandma, she's in a bad mood now..."

Even though Zhang Ming covered A Zheng's ears, the six or seven-year-old child trembled violently, his eyes full of helplessness.

Su Chen sighed and walked in.

"Master?" Zhang Ming was curious, "Why are you..."

Su Chen smiled at him and stretched out his hand to A Zheng: "Will you come with me?"

A Zheng pursed his lips, looked at the old man hesitantly, and soon gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"No, I want to accompany grandma..."

Su Chen patted his shoulder lightly, watched the Taoist power pouring in, and rubbed his head again: "Okay."

Seeing that he turned and left after saying a few words, Zhang Ming frowned and scratched his head: "No, what medicine is in the gourd of the master?"

Time did not allow him to waste in Lingtou Town. Soon Zhang Ming took people to the city. As for A Zheng and the old man, they were sent home by the police.

But as soon as the police left, A Zheng was pushed out of the door by the old man.

"Bang!"

Looking at the closed wooden door, A Zheng slowly squatted down and leaned against the door with his arms folded.

"Grandma~"

The old man who loved him in the past did not open the door for a long time.

Lingtou Town is located on the mountainside, and the temperature is three or four degrees lower than Liangshan Town, not to mention the cold winter night, which is bone-chilling.

A Zheng's already frail body curled up there, a small ball.

He tilted his head and rested his arm on the door, his eyes full of expectation.

Su Chen shook his head slowly.

When he touched the purple aura before, there was a scene of A Zheng freezing to death and being found at the door.

Just now at the police station, this little guy should have foreseen it, so his body trembled subconsciously.

He still refused to leave.

Su Chen sighed.

It's really like that!

The old door of the house was not opened all night.

Maybe the old woman was just angry for a while, or wanted to give a small punishment, but she overestimated her physical ability and fell asleep soon after.

A Zheng's small body finally tilted to the side and fell to the ground.

There was a cold wind blowing, and ghosts were circling around his body, and his body temperature was getting lower and lower.

A Zheng just lay there, and Su Chen just watched, watching his body gradually getting colder.

As the sky gradually brightened, a neighbor found A Zheng lying on the ground. He was stunned at first, then subconsciously dodged, as if avoiding the plague.

Finally, someone was curious and went forward to check. When he found that there was no breath, he frantically slapped the broken door.

The old man hurriedly got up and found A Zheng's frozen body, and burst into tears.

"My A Zheng, why are you so stupid? Can't you hide in the yard over there? A Zheng ah ah ah..."

Su Chen jumped off the wall, patted his clothes, and ran back home.

At that time, Liu Chunhua had already cooked the porridge. Seeing him coming back from outside, she was stunned: "Achen, you didn't come back last night? Where did you go again?"

"I went to see my apprentice."

"What?" Liu Chunhua frowned in confusion, "Apprentice?"

Su Chen went into the house to look at the child, and helped Yueyue put on clothes. He watched the little guy put on socks clumsily, touched Xiao Ayun's butt, changed his diaper, and then came out again and served a bowl of hot porridge.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while."

"Hey, where are you going with the bowl if you don't want to eat?"

Liu Chunhua stamped her feet and complained to Old Man Su: "You don't care about your son~"

Old Man Su twisted the water pipe: "I have to be able to manage it too!"

I wonder who makes money at home now?

When the rolled tobacco was placed on the pipe, Old Man Su frowned: "Are you really going to take in an apprentice?"

Liu Chunhua shook her head: "Who knows, but can he take in an apprentice casually with his ability?"

Of course not casually.

The Tianshi Mansion has always been about fate when taking in apprentices.

At first, Su Chen did not think that he and A Zheng were destined to be together, until he drew out the purple breath and glimpsed a few scenes.

When he appeared at the door of the broken house again with hot porridge, the old man had collapsed on the side, and the neighbors began to arrange for the funeral.

A Zheng was only six years old. In Lingtou Town, children who died prematurely did not need funerals, but A Zheng was different. He was recognized as a jinx, and the funeral was mainly to remove bad luck. The neighbors were happy.

At this moment, he was lying on a shabby door panel with two benches underneath.

There was also a broken pot next to it, and a neighbor came over to burn paper money for A Zheng.

Seeing Su Chen, she was stunned.

"Who are you looking for?"

Su Chen pointed at Ah Zheng, and without waiting for the man to respond, he slowly stepped forward and patted Ah Zheng on the shoulder. The stiff little man slowly opened his eyes.

He handed over the porridge.

"Would you like to have something hot?"