Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

When we found Ah Zheng, the little guy was washing clothes by the river.

Pick up the soap crumbs that others left behind and wash them.

When he found Su Chen, he was stunned and soon grinned.

"Grandma is sick?"

Ah Zheng nodded.

He put the washed clothes into the bamboo basket.

"They haven't been released yet."

"Grandma went to see her once and became ill when she came back."

Su Chen asked: "Do you need me to treat your grandma?"

Ah Zheng shook his head and nodded again.

"I saw her dying."

"Can you make her comfortable?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, Ah Zheng happily took the unfinished clothes and said, "Go home."

Still the same low walls and dilapidated old houses.

Opening the door again, there was a familiar smell of feces and urine.

Azheng was stunned for a moment, then skillfully opened the window for ventilation, moved a chair and asked Su Chen to sit down in the yard, poured him a glass of warm water, and then took a towel and started wiping it.

Su Chen watched his thin body carrying basins of water in and out again.

After cleaning up, he invited Su Chen in.

However, after not seeing her for more than a month, the old woman on the bed had become so thin that her cheeks were sunken and she looked like a skeleton.

When I saw him, I was stunned, and then the veins on my neck swollen.

"You, get out!"

"go out!"

With a wave of her hand, a bowl placed on the chair next to the bed fell to the floor.

Su Chen glanced at the bowl and saw several gaps.

The ground is also full of potholes.

This shows that the old man's temper is not very good these days.

He injected some strength into the old man's body and motioned for Ah Zheng to go out.

Azheng caught a glimpse of the old man's violent temper suddenly relaxing, his eyes a little dazed, his frown loosened, and he looked at Su Chen doubtfully.

"Don't worry, it's been cured."

Only then did Ah Zheng pick up the bowl on the floor, pour another glass of water for his grandma and put it next to the bed.

Under the sun, Su Chen handed him the food he bought.

Ah Zheng smelled it and hesitated.

"Take it, it's not expensive."

"Really?"

"Well, let's try this scallion pancake and see if it tastes good."

Azheng took a small bite and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is it delicious?"

"Uh-huh."

Then the little guy pointed inside with some hesitation.

"You make up your own mind."

Su Chen watched him enter the room happily, and the old man's angry curses could be heard inside. After a while, he came out with some scattered scallion pancakes, and sat silently on the chair, nibbling small bites.

Su Chen pretended not to hear the scolding inside and asked him, "Have you been like this lately?"

Ah Zheng shook his head.

"Grandma is just in a bad mood sometimes. I took her out several times and she was very nice to me."

"Well, let's not mention what they said."

Su Chen touched his head: "Where are the others?"

Ah Zheng laughed when he mentioned this.

"The brothers and sisters I met before came to see me and bought me a soft cake."

"The village chief's uncle also came over and brought me rice oil and salt."

Su Chen asked him: "Has grandma grown vegetables before?"

Ah Zheng nodded: "Yes, yes."

Then he felt a little embarrassed and said, "It's just that my cooking doesn't taste good."

How old is the child?

It's amazing that he can take care of himself, not to mention that he also takes care of a grandma who has suffered a stroke.

"They also helped take grandma to the health center and bought medicine, but grandma has never been well~"

Ah Zheng finished the last bite of the scallion pancake and turned his head to look at Su Chen: "Uncle, will you come to see me again?"

"Yes."

There was expectation in the little guy's eyes: "When?"

Su Chen hesitated for a moment: "Come here on the 1st of every month, what do you think?"

"Do you have time? Will it be busy? Will it cost a lot to come here?"

Azheng's face was pinched by Su Chen: "Don't worry so much at a young age."

As he said this, he motioned to Ah Zheng to look towards the door.

The latter was stunned for a moment, turned around in confusion, and saw a thin figure leaning weakly against the door.

"grandmother!"

He exclaimed and hurried over to help.

"Grandma, can you stand up?"

"Does your body still hurt?"

"Does your head hurt?"

"grandmother……"

What else did Azheng want to ask? He turned around and saw Su Chen smiling at him in the yard.

"Uncle~"

"Azheng, uncle will come see you next time."

Su Chen took a step and his figure slowly disappeared.

Ah Zheng was surprised for a moment, but the old man he was supporting trembled slightly.

Back on Chunming Street, Su Chen bought another portion for Mao Guishen and watched him squatting in the corner of the backyard of the hardware store and feasting.

A Biao came back and saw him in the backyard, and looked around curiously: "No one is there~"

Su Chen nodded: "Yes, there is no one, and I am not here either."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left through the ghost path.

A Biao: "..."

"Hey, no, I still want to tell you something..."

Su Chen went to Lin Jingyu's house.

When Feng Qiushui saw him, he hurriedly poured him the freshly squeezed juice, and then asked anxiously: "Xiao Su, what's going on?"

Ever since being reminded by Su Chen, Feng Qiushui has been feeling uneasy since he came back. When he was squeezing juice just now, he almost injured his hand.

"Did something happen to Ayu? Someone set up a trap to make him lose money? Or..."

"Are you going to mess with him and put him in jail?"

"Aunt, it's not Brother Yu." Su Chen's words first reassured Feng Qiu Shui, who drank a sip of orange juice and then said, "It's you."

"Me?" Feng Qiu Shui was full of surprise.

"Is it possible that I'm going to be sick recently?"

"What are you thinking about? If you are ill, I can easily treat it."

Feng Qiu Shui blinked: "Yes, then..."

Su Chen cleared his throat: "You have had a few bad peach blossoms recently."

Feng Qiu Shui: "!!!"

She pointed at herself in disbelief: "It's not me?!"

After getting a positive answer, Feng Qiu Shui shook her head repeatedly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

She has been a widow for more than ten years.

She has never thought about finding a companion.

"Aunt, you should have met a familiar young man in Huxi today, right?"

Feng Qiu Shui was stunned: "Young man?"

She thought about it and it was true.

She met him when she went shopping for clothes with her friends in the mall and chose clothes for Achun in the men's clothing store a while ago.

He looked to be about 30 years old, wearing a leather jacket, and looked unruly, but he spoke in a very polite manner. Her friend chatted with him for a few words and said that he had just returned from abroad and was a teacher at the university.

Ayu was a teacher at the university before, so Feng Qiushui subconsciously took a few more glances at him.

His eyebrows were quite regular, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

So when they met this morning on Huxi Road, when he walked up to her and greeted her, Feng Qiushui recognized him at a glance, exchanged a few words, and asked him why he didn't have classes today.

Thinking of this, Feng Qiushui couldn't believe it: "It's not Xiao Su, he is only about 30 years old? This, me, him? How is it possible?"

Even if she wanted to find someone, she would find someone of the same age.

There is a difference of 20 to 30 years.

Su Chen asked her: "Auntie, if an old man in his 50s or 60s approaches you, will you be so easy to talk to?"

Feng Qiushui: "..."