Chapter 4: CH 4

In Su City, early mornings in October were bone-chilling.

Leng Ye, who was crouched on Ji Lian Huo’s back, had his little face exposed to the cold wind and was numb.

Usually, Ji Lian Huo would get up early to go to the wholesale market, buy cheap fruits, and then pull a small cart to sell on the street until it was dark.

But today Ji Dabao made a fuss, and they were kicked out early, the market hadn’t opened yet, and there was no shelter to hide from the cold wind. 

Ji Lian Huo could only hug the little child tightly and sat behind the scooter. His face was pale from the cold wind.

Leng Ye stared at Ji Lian Huo’s old patched clothes and thin cloth shoes with fluffed edges, in this cold weather and felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

Leng Ye’s original plan was to let Ji Lian Huo take care of himself all night so he became so tired that he couldn’t get out to sell the fruit. 

But Leng Ye never expected that the gambler’s heart would be so cruel, and he would directly drive himself and his uncle out.

“Don’t cry…?” Ji Lian Huo said in a hoarse voice and touched Ji Dabao’s diaper, and then he touched the child’s forehead. 

The diaper wasn’t wet and the temperature was normal.

“Wooo…” Leng Ye opened his mouth to cry again and found that after crying all night, his voice had become hoarse and he couldn’t make a sound right now.

Ji Lian Huo quickly rubbed his hands, and carefully covered the child’s red face. He tried his best to bring a little warmth to the child.

“Hey? Who is there? Why are you squatting here?” In the dim morning light, a couple came over, and the middle-aged woman felt pity when she saw the big and the young relying on each other to keep warm in the cold wind.

“Don’t worry about them!” The husband recognized the two of them in the dim light, and hurriedly pulled his wife away, looking at them with deep disgust.

“Don’t you know about the Ji family?!”

“Which Ji family??” 

The husband whispered something to his wife, and the woman’s eyes gradually became weird when looked at Ji 

Lian Huo.

“Everyone knows that this child is a disaster!” The husband dragged his wife away, while not forgetting to spit at the side, and disdainfully said, “It’s really bad luck to meet him early in the morning!”

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Ji Lian Huo blankly stared at spit on the ground, there was no emotion in his black eyes.

Leng Ye worriedly stared at his only relative who was with him now. 

If he remembered correctly, Ji Lian Huo had just dropped out of high school at this time, and when he wasn’t in touch with society.

And he had to take care of a child and make a living, moreover, he had to still suffer from such great malice around him.

How did this person survive these five years?

The rising sun gradually dissipated some of the cold, and many three-wheeled motorcycles carrying fresh fruits drove into the market. 

Ji Lian Huo again carried Ji Dabao on his back, stomped his frozen feet twice, and pulled the cart into the market.

Twenty years ago, the wholesale fruit market didn’t have a smooth cement road, and the small cart was extremely unstable on the bumpy road.

In the fruit market, in addition to wholesalers and hawkers who buy goods to sell on the street, many nearby residents wanted to buy fruits at cheaper rates.

After a while, the sky was completely bright, the shouts came and went, and the black exhaust of the three-wheeled motorcycle sprayed everywhere.

Thinking of what was going to happen today, Leng Ye wanted to stop Ji Lian Huo from buying the fruits and save some money to treat his legs in the future, but after crying all night, he almost had exhausted all his energy.

His voice had become hoarse, and his stomach was empty, making him feel truly powerless.

After a long time without eating, Leng Ye’s stomach inexplicably felt a bit nauseated and his consciousness became blurry. 

Just as he lost consciousness, Leng Ye heard the dogs barking around him. The unstoppable alarm clock forced Leng Ye to open his eyes again.

Things were the same as he remembered. 

Not long after the two left the wholesale fruit market, they were attacked by stray dogs. 

Ji Lian Huo waved a long wooden stick in one hand and pulled a cart in the other, trying to get rid of the stray dogs ​​who were scratching at his trouser legs with their teeth. 

Only after running down a street were they able to get rid of the dogs.

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