God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The young man sitting in the corner moved. He reached out and took out two fruits from the basket and handed them to He Ziyun without raising his head:

"Taste it."

The young man's voice was a bit hoarse, and his words had a slight sticky feeling, which was a bit scratchy and not very comfortable to listen to.

"You can have a basket if you like, it's only twenty."

He Ziyun looked at the wild fruit handed to him, his eyes resting on the young man's scarred hand for several seconds before reaching out to take it.

The young man lowered his head and took a bite. The sweet, sour and crisp taste instantly swept through his entire mouth, which was completely different from the green outer skin of the fruit.

Zhou Zeng, who followed next to him, his eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me one to try."

This natural wild fruit is almost extinct in the main city. Even if it exists, it is not something that can be easily bought.

The young man ignored him and didn't seem to like talking to people. In the end, He Ziyun threw the remaining wild fruit in his hand to Zhou Zeng before he stopped talking.

He Ziyun blinked slowly. He squatted down slowly, looked at the young man who still didn't raise his head, pointed at the two baskets in front of him, and said with a smile: "Are these two baskets only for forty?"

The young man's hand hanging by his side moved and he slowly raised his head, "Wild fruits picked from the mountains are not valuable."

"Oh--"

He Ziyun nodded, looked at the young man and said with a smile, "Then I want it all."

The young man's eyes hidden under his hair were very bright. After hearing this, he quickly stood up from the corner and put the fruits in the basket into a plastic bag. After putting it in, he lowered his head and looked at the young man in front of him——

Just at this look, the boy's hand holding the basket froze in mid-air.

From the young man's perspective, the young man squatting on the ground has a slender figure, his exposed skin is as white as snow, and his wrist bones are so thin that they can be broken——

The young man frowned, "Can you carry it?"

He Ziyun, who thought the young man was going to say something, said: "..."

He was a little funny in his heart, but in fact he did laugh.

He Ziyun shook his head, stood up on his knees, and his smiling eyes turned into crescent shapes: "I can't carry it."

Zhou Zeng, who had just finished a few bites of a wild fruit behind him, said quickly: "I, I, I, I can carry it! I'll do it, I'll do it!"

He Ziyun's smile froze almost inaudibly for a few seconds.

【hahahahahahahahaha】

【I laughed so hard】

【Jiu Min! I finally understand what backstabbing is]

[Hahaha, Zhou Zeng is so funny, he seems to really think that his wife can’t carry her]

[emm, but those two baskets look a bit heavy]

【Depend on! Such a big basket is only twenty! ! Too cheap! ! ! 】

[Is it true that no one seems familiar with this young man’s body shape? 】

【Why? It really is? Who does it look like?]

[It seems to be a little bit, but I don’t know who it is...]

[Is there any difference between what was said upstairs and what was not said? 】

[I typed for a few seconds]

【…】

Hearing this, the young man glanced at Zhou Zeng who was next to the young man, "Which one of you will pay?"

Zhou Zeng oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh before he rummaged around on his body, Zhou Zeng finally took out a fifty-dollar bill from his pants pocket and handed it to the boy.

The young man took the money, handed the fruit to Zhou Zeng, then bent down to pick up the basket and prepared to walk into the town.

Before he could take a few steps, he was grabbed by someone.

The young man paused, turned around and saw the young man's face very close to him, and his chest suddenly beat violently.

He Ziyun sighed slightly. He let go of the young man's clothes and said, "We are traveling and haven't found a place to stay yet. Can we stay with you for a few days?"

Before the boy could respond, the young man said again: "We will pay for the accommodation."

Young man: "...Okay."

The stall owner who was also setting up a stall to sell things suddenly sneered, "Hey, what are you guys doing, why are you staying at his house? How happy can you live in his shabby house?"

"You might as well come to my house. The small building in my house is beautifully decorated. The accommodation fee for a day is only 150, and three meals are included..."

The boy's hand tightened on the basket.

Sensing the young man's stiffness, He Ziyun glanced at him, smiled and said to the stall owner next to him:

"Auntie, you don't know, we don't have much money recently, so we thought it would cost less than a hundred yuan to live in his house..."

As he spoke, the young man turned to look at the young man and said, "How much does it cost to live at your place?"

The young man's heart trembled. He couldn't help but stare into the young man's eyes for a while. He felt an unspeakable feeling of discomfort in his heart, and even his cheeks felt a little hot.

"You, you don't want money."

He Ziyun, who didn't expect the young man to say this answer, was startled.

Zhou Zeng, who was carrying two bags of fruit next to him, asked, "What about me?"

The young man glanced at him: "One hundred days."

Zhou Zeng: "..."

...............

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Fang Ran gently thanked the aunt who came to take her to the hotel, dragging her suitcase behind her.

The warm-hearted aunt is a local resident of the town. She smiled from ear to ear when she saw Fang Ran: "What's the matter? Girl, it's a great thing for you to come to our place for tourism!"

The aunt smiled as she said: "Come all of you, so that we can develop well..."

Fang Ran walked beside her, with a slight smile on his face, but he carefully observed the surrounding scenery with his peripheral vision.

Different from the prosperity at the entrance of the town, the road that the aunt took her on was narrow and cramped. The sunlight that was so big outside could not shine in at all, and there was a gloomy smell of wet water.

It makes people feel uncomfortable smelling it.

The aunt seemed not to notice this, or maybe she was used to it. She still introduced Fang Ran to the customs and customs of the town with great interest.

Just when the smell of wet rice on the road became stronger and stronger, the aunt finally stopped.

She pointed to the door not far away with a red lantern hanging, and said with a smile: "No, the hotel is right there. The children at home are waiting for me to go back to cook, so I won't send you away, girl."

Fang Ran stopped where he was and smiled sheepishly at his aunt: "Sorry to trouble you."

The aunt waved her hands repeatedly, "What are you talking about? Have a good rest and come out to have more fun tomorrow."

Fang Ran nodded.

She just stood there and watched the other person's back as he walked further and further away and finally disappeared, the smile on her lips softened a bit.

Are there really such enthusiastic people in the world inside the dungeon?

Fang Ran couldn't believe it.

At this moment, there were slight footsteps in the alley beside him, and the sound of wheels rolling on the ground.

Fang Ran subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yang Jingshu, dressed comfortably, walking out with her suitcase.

"You didn't go in?"

Yang Jingshu glanced at her in surprise, then turned to look at the hotel not far away with two red lanterns hanging there.

Fang Ran shook his head and whispered: "I feel a little strange."

The feeling this copy gave her from the beginning was too strange.