Chapter 904 Black Blind Man’s Daily Life 2
When Hei Xia Zi went out to set up his stall, a customer happened to come.
This is an uncle.
"As expected, it is better for people to be reborn. Even blind people live more comfortably than me."
"Although you are blind, you have a good uncle. Look at you, you are fat and white, you can even squeeze water out of you."
"Look at me, I'm so tired and my back aches, and I still want to spend money with you."
"Who of us has a hard life?"
Hei Xiazi's hands were all laughing, "That's different, I'm blind, very pitiful, unlike Uncle Li, you have kidney deficiency, but you are rich, you can collect rent to live, blind man, I envy you so much."
Uncle Li jumped up immediately: "Blind man, don't talk nonsense, I'm not weak, press hard, uncle will give you a tip, these are foreigners' stuff, uncle can do it too."
Then there was a loud roar, resounding through the sky.
At the intersection, I only saw a figure running very fast.
But Hei Xia Zi blew at the 100 yuan bill and said, "Thank you, Uncle Li."
Although Uncle Li doesn't have a nice mouth, he is really kind-hearted, otherwise, one click wouldn't cost a hundred bucks.
He is really lucky.
Not only do they collect rent, but they are also willing to be kind and intentionally give money to people.
However, for now, just this one person is enough to support him for several days.
As for what my uncle gave me, save it up, save it up.
Even if Hei Xia Zi becomes rich, he cannot change his stingy instinct.
This instinct is so strange. He clearly wanted to spend money, but he saved it all at once.
He just wanted to spend other people's money. Now that there was no one around, Hei Xia Zi just leaned back in the recliner, listening to music, feeling very carefree.
Even more grandpa than the old man.
As for going to the ground, that is impossible, even dogs won’t go down.
He would be very sad if his custom-made clothes got dirty.
These were all made by my uncle and a master craftsman. They are very valuable.
It was Uncle Li who ran away just now, and his was also a custom-made one.
In addition to his love, he mainly likes the blind man's tall, fat and round appearance. He is the man of his dreams.
Maybe the older generation likes this.
Of course Qi Qingye is the same. He likes his children to be tall, strong, round and plump, and look fair and tender, which is a festive look.
Hei Xia Zi declined a few more messages, feeling distressed, and went to ask his uncle for money.
His reputation in this line of work is that of a bodyguard, mainly because he doesn't have to go out into the field, and he can't sit idle either.
So find something to do.
Qi Qingye can't always curb the child's nature.
As for going underground, it was too dangerous and he was discovered by Qi Qingye several times, who often despised the blind man.
It's like your child goes out cleanly, but comes back dirty, with all his clean clothes gone, and is covered in mud mixed with the bad smell of the ancient tomb, maybe urine, and the corpses of poisonous insects. It's despairing just thinking about it.
Like all elders, their first reaction was whether to beat the child first or later, and the question of whether they could still keep the child.
Many times, I would consider whether to raise another child.
It’s too boring.
This black blind guy actually wanted to get close to Qi Qingye and act coquettishly.
Qi Qingye: How dare you come near me when you are so dirty? Go take a shower. You are not allowed to come out until you are clean. Even the clothes you took off are thrown away.
Otherwise I always feel a smell.
So at this time, he was criticizing Zhang Qilin's clothes.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
When I was sleeping, I felt that my blind uncle was cursing.
He cursed in a very cultured way.
Zhang Qilin fell asleep with a frown on his face. He remembered that his uncle didn't like them going to the cemetery because it smelled bad. It was written in the notebook.
So he was wearing blind clothes, and his clothes were probably thrown away.
Qi Qingye took a deep breath. The child was still young. It was okay. It was okay.
Then he threw the clothes into the trash can.
Black Bear: ...
Well, that's what I mean, being dumb is too dirty.
He has a clean face, but he is a rough man.
Really can't tell at all.
Do you think you'll be fine if you don't sweat?
Qi Qingye was very satisfied when he saw Xiao Qi working hard outside. His child was very well behaved and even slept.
Black Bear: ...
My uncle sometimes doesn’t know how to speak, so don’t say anything.
To his uncle, as long as he doesn't blow up the earth, he is a good boy.
Zhang Qilin is sleeping soundly now, mainly because the medicine is effective.
Qingye knew that the child's fragmented sleep was actually not good, so he added some ingredients.
Then he took the pulse. After taking the pulse, Qi Qingye looked at the sleeping person with unfriendly eyes.
"Xiao Zhang, you are not obedient. You are not as obedient as Xiao Qi. Then take the medicine."
If he doesn't make you suffer to death, he wouldn't be named Qi.
After examining his hand, veins bulged on Qi Qingye's forehead.
To be honest, if this wasn't my own child, I would have beaten him up a long time ago.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
Not good, there is resentment.
When he woke up, he saw Blind Tangyuan playing with his hands, and he asked why there was a corpse haunting him.
Zhang Qilin stared at the blind man, but the blind man ignored him and continued playing.
There are many wounds on this hand, but apart from the calluses, it is very soft. The wrist is also white, tender and soft to the touch.
Wow, what a natural beauty.
He touched his own again, and still found it was not as good as the mute one, so he took a bite, just one bite, and then bit his wrist.
"Dumb, this tastes different, you should chew it well."
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
He closed his eyes, pushed the blind man away, and scratched his head into a mess.
Hei Xia Zi laughed even more proudly.
"Dumb, your family doesn't want you, but I want you. Please take my last name Qi and I will support you."
Qi Qingye couldn't move forward or backward.
He felt he needed to apologize to his ancestors.
Then smoke began to fill another small ancestral hall.
The green smoke is curling up above, and the Qi family has no descendants.
Qingye tried his best, but he didn't know if the Zhang family had any secret recipe for a boy to have a child.
He had always known that the Zhang family was amazing, and their Qi family was just a little bit short of that, so they would definitely be able to have children.
Zhang Family: . . . .
No, we don't.
Neither can we.
They are not Huang Yaoshi, who can do everything except give birth to children.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
He won't, absolutely not.
Never in a lifetime.
Qi Qingye thought about it, came out of the ancestral hall, and ran directly to the pharmacy. To have a baby, the Zhang family still needs good health.
Zhang Qilin has a good body, but he didn't lay a good foundation when he was young, so he needs to make up for it.
Otherwise, it will be difficult to give birth.
Hei Xia Zi didn't know that his uncle's mind had already turned to fantasy. He hummed a tune and went to drink malted milk.
That’s right, the flavor of Dumb is Tibetan malted milk.
After taking a big sip, he made a cup for the mute as well. Not seeing his uncle, Hei Xia Zi took away a lot of sugar.
He loves to eat, and the mute loves to eat too.
Sure enough, when Zhang Qilin smelled the malted milk, he was no longer angry.
He gulped down the drink and the blind man stuffed a candy into his mouth.
When it was time for a nap, Hei Xia Zi squeezed the mute in and fell asleep while holding him in his arms.
It’s comfortable. It’s so comfortable for the mute to hug. It’s more comfortable than the best pillow that my uncle had made.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .