Chapter 747 Hopeless City (15)
"The steamed buns are delicious. My old lady made them. She has been in poor health recently, but her skill in making steamed buns has not changed at all."
Zhou Ye still ignored it, but his ears pricked up.
"I've also been feeling unwell recently. I have to search for supplies next year."
Zhou Ye glanced at him and said hoarsely.
"You want to die?"
The old man didn't spit out a puff of cigarette. He choked on Zhou Ye's honest words and almost died early. Before he could recover, Zhou Ye coldly stretched out his hand and patted the old man's back gently.
"You are so old, and you are just giving away meat."
The old man wiped his eyes, not angry, but coughed and laughed.
"You girl... forget it, people are going to die when they get older, but it's useless to talk to you girl. What do you know?"
Zhou Ye drooped his eyelids and snorted softly, grabbing a wooden stick in his hand and scratching on the snow in front of him.
The old man looked down and saw her drawing a huge bun on the snow.
“You’re not full yet, are you?”
Zhou Ye nodded.
The old man sighed, stood up slowly, grabbed a cane and stood in front of Zhou Ye, looking down at her.
"Take your rice and noodles with you and come to my house to eat from now on."
As he spoke, the uncle handed over his hand and gave Zhou Ye a look.
"Help me, the snow is very slippery. I just fell down yesterday."
Zhou Ye did not hesitate, and nodded very quickly and neatly. When he was about to stand up, he supported the wall with one hand and stood up unsteadily. Judging from his posture, he was even more dangling than the old man.
The next second, the old man saw Zhou Ye's empty trouser leg. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
He sighed again, feeling helpless.
"Good guy, I was counting on you to help me walk a few steps."
Before Zhou Ye could say anything, the uncle handed her his crutch directly.
"Take it, I'll walk slower." Zhou Ye didn't reach out and looked at the snow, looking embarrassed.
The uncle patted her.
"Okay, let's go. If you go late, the buns will be gone."
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In the snow, Zhou Ye moved forward slowly and leisurely on crutches.
The uncle followed beside her and almost passed her at a speed of one meter per minute.
"Child, what's wrong with your legs?"
The uncle and Zhou Ye got along very well, and they had a great time chatting in the snow even though their legs were inconvenient.
Zhou Ye leaned on crutches and looked down at his trouser legs, shaking his head casually.
"I don't remember."
"What did you say?"
The uncle is old and has a little hard of hearing. With the wind and snow gradually coming up, he can't hear Zhou Ye's words clearly.
"I said, I don't remember."
"What did you say?"
"..."
Zhou Ye waved his hand and gave up continuing to communicate with the old man.
In Hopeless City, wind and snow are a constant companion all year round. The old man and the girl were limping slowly in the snow. This scene seemed to have a humorous atmosphere.
"Pfft... Vice-captain, look at those two people. If I didn't look carefully, I would have thought they were two monkeys walking in the snow. What a coincidence, the two with bad legs and feet happened to be together, hahaha... That girl's hand Is that the old man’s crutch you’re holding?”
There was no malice in the laughter, causing the others to join in the laughter.
There is no way, there is too little fun in Hopeless City, and they will not let go of anything interesting in front of them.
Maier laughed loudly and kept pulling Jun Li to look over.
(End of chapter)