Fast Transmigration Chief Boss

Chapter 173 Her Maternal Love Is Poisonous 3
Judging from the inherited memory, the client is not a crybaby. Why is it that he bursts into tears at every turn, just like tap water, which flows out when the faucet is turned on.

Jin Li raised his head slightly and pressed his eyes, feeling very inexplicable.

She doesn't want to be a crying bag.

Revenge missions are indeed different from strategy missions, the client's emotions are very lively.

From time to time, he popped out to express his feelings.

"Where's Dad?" Jin Li asked, seemingly unintentionally, as he stirred the noodles in the bowl.

The client's second younger brother, Xiao Jun, replied, "Going to sleep."

Jinli looked out the window, the sun was shining brightly at noon.

It is estimated that he drank a few sips of wine and took a nap after getting drunk.

During the noodles, Jinli chatted with the two children here and there.

Two younger brothers, one is 7 years old and the other is 5 years old.

During the chat, the two children acted like siblings to the client. The older children had not yet learned to hide their emotions. Jinli guessed that the adults in the family might not have mentioned to the two children that the client, Wang Yanyan, was their same father. Half-sister.

Five-year-old Xiaoxing stared at the meat in Jinli's bowl and said, "Sister, I want to eat some meat in your bowl."

Jin Li was about to pick up some shredded pork for each of the two children, Xiao Jun immediately said, "I want to tell mom, you grab my sister's meat."

Xiaoxing pouted and grimaced: "Sue the ghost, hum, just don't eat."

Jinli became more and more confused. It seemed that the client had a very high status in the family, at least higher than the two little carrot heads on the table.

It doesn't match her true emotions.

I can't figure it out.

The noodles were almost eaten, Lu Qin went downstairs, picked up the empty bowls and plates on the table, and said, "Yanyan, you have made such a mess in the room, are you looking for something?"

Jin Li lowered his head and said, "I'm going to go shopping in the afternoon and I'm looking for jewelry to match my clothes."

I was afraid that when I looked up, seeing Lu Qin would arouse my client's inexplicable emotions again, it would be really troublesome to cry all the time.

Lu Qin didn't say anything else, and said gently: "Oh, it's a bit hot today, don't go out at noon, be careful of heatstroke, you should go out later."

"Well," Jin Li still lowered his head and didn't look at her.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Jin Li turned his head and glanced outside, a little puzzled. The sun was shining brightly at noon in August, so few people would choose this time to visit him. It was lunch time again.

At this time, Lu Qin had a strange expression, her brows were furrowed, and her movements were a little panicked. She put the dishes and chopsticks back on the table and said to the three children at home: "You go to the living room to watch TV. No one is allowed to come out until I tell you." .”

It was as if he knew who was outside the door.

After driving the children to the living room, Lu Qin went to open the door, opened a crack in the door, stuck her head out, and half-hidden her body at the door. Her tone was angry and her voice was very low: "Why are you here again? What on earth are you doing?" What do you want to do? Why do you keep holding on to me for so many years? Do you want me to live a good life for a few days? "

Jin Li quietly moved to the window next to the gate, looked out, and vaguely saw a man with white clothes standing at the door, the window was low, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Heh, what am I here for? Don't you know what I'm here for?" The man's tone was more angry than Lu Qin's. The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging, obviously emotional.

Lu Qin's voice was very low, and Jin Li vaguely heard a few words, which seemed to be saying he was not at home or something, could you please let me go.

Then they saw a hand wrapping a bunch of banknotes in the man's arms, and the two argued a few more words. Lu Qin pushed the man, and the man threw the banknotes on the ground and stomped a few times, and left angrily.

I don't know if it's due to lack of money or other reasons, but in the end he didn't take the money.

The moment the man turned around, Jin Li didn't dare to look any further, and quickly ran to the living room to sit down, staring at the black and white TV.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Lu Qin glanced back and saw that Lu Qin's shoulders were weak and slumped. She lowered her head and picked up the bowl on the table and headed to the kitchen.

The back is bleak, and the whole person looks very sad.

Jin Li was not in the mood to watch TV, so he tiptoed to the door, gently turned the doorknob lock, and stepped out.

After looking around outside, the man disappeared.

Looking around, Jin Li was a little disappointed. He stood under the shade of a tree and thought that since he was already out, he might as well go outside and get familiar with the environment.

The small western-style building is located in a very good location. Walking along a quiet boulevard, you can see the bustling market outside after turning a corner.

Although the Xiaoyang Building is very close to the block, there is no noise. The boulevard seems to be like an erected barrier to cut off the noise, making the Xiaoyang Building located in the quiet area of ​​the busy city, which is convenient and quiet.

Out of the boulevard, cars and horses gathered, and people's voices were buzzing.

The neighborhood is full of the characteristics of the Republic of China. There are many ancient buildings on both sides of the street. Those buildings not only retain the traditional style, but also absorb some Western architectural styles, and have the characteristics of the transitional stage from tradition to modernity.

Western style, traditional commerce and trade are integrated with each other.

Standing on the street, looking at the bustling crowds and old-style buildings, I felt like I was dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty.

Going to the newsstand, Jinli flipped through the newspapers and was surprised to find that the year he was living in was actually 1932.

In the era when various warlords ruled one side and fought in chaos, the world was peaceful and the regime was unified.

No wonder it feels a bit inconsistent.

Without experiencing the ravages of war, the development of the times would have been completely different.

The torrent of history diverges at a certain node, one is turbulent, the undercurrent is surging, and the other is like a trickling stream, flowing gently.

War is evil.

...

Lacking a plot, Jinli seemed a little idle, so he simply wandered around, bought some snacks and pastries along the way, and enjoyed the special scenery while eating, leisurely like a time traveler.

After strolling leisurely for a few streets, Jinli keenly noticed that something was wrong, and always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him all the time behind his back, a very subtle intuition.

Slowing down, he stopped at the door of a leather goods store, and Jin Li stared straight at the exquisite small leather bag in the window, like a girl who couldn't move her feet when she saw the exquisite beauty.

In the reflection of the window, she saw a young man quickly dodging into the crowd and hiding himself, probably knowing that the glass window would expose him.

Very cunning.

With anti-reconnaissance awareness.

Can't find a job to do and is worrying, of course Jinli will not let go of the little chick delivered to his door.

He pretended to enter the store, came out happily carrying a new leather bag, and continued to wander.

Strolling around seems to be unconsciously wandering to a slightly deserted street.

At the end of the street stands a bridge, and beyond the bridge is a park.

A rickshaw drove past the bridge, and a girl stood in the middle of the street anxiously looking for something in her bag, as if she didn't know that there was a vehicle passing behind her.

The rickshaw was getting closer and closer to the girl, and the driver shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, hey, the people in front get out of the way, get out of the way..."

(End of this chapter)