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After leaving the funeral home, Su Chen drove back to the store.

The sunlight shines through the window, giving off a warm glow.

Although no one cleaned the store when he was away, the store was spotless without any strange smell.

The store is indeed comfortable after the upgrade.

Su Chen sat on the armchair and picked up a pen to record Chen Erxing's information in the customer record book.

Perhaps in a strange way, sharing the same body.

Su Chen had never met Chen Erxing, but he felt inexplicably familiar with him in his mind, as if they were friends he had known for many years.

Therefore, there is no pause when writing, and basic information and deeds can be easily recorded.

Qingyang County.

Two Two Noodle House,

At noon, the sun shines directly in, making the entire store look golden.

It was dinner time and figures came one after another.

The rich aroma of food wafted through the door curtains and onto the street, refreshing the heart.

The delivery riders outside the store sit on their motorcycles, waiting for the store to deliver the food. They are either anxious or staring at their phones closely, afraid of missing any orders.

Whether it is the guests who are going to eat or the riders who are waiting for the takeaway, they all have to take advantage of this time to complete their respective tasks.

An old man in plain clothes with patches all over his clothes appeared here on time, leaning on a cane in his hand.

There is an arc on the special crutch that can hang a rope.

The hanging rope was the rope tied to the woven bag he held behind his shoulders.

The staggering footsteps slowly stopped outside the store door.

Wow!
As he chose a more secluded place and sat on the steps, the gray-white woven bag on his shoulder fell to the ground, and the plastic bottles filled in it made a loud noise.

It attracted the attention of several figures.

quickly,

The attracted gaze shifted away at a faster speed.

The moment they looked away, they could not hide their glaring contempt.

Han Lang didn't care about these looks. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the Erliang Noodle House over there. It seemed that he was waiting for something. He didn't open the shop on the spot with the money bowl hanging on his waist, nor did he go to the trash can next to the restaurant to look for plastic bottles.

Instead, he just sat on the steps on the street.

Waiting quietly.

His whole body exuded an unconcealable smell of sweat.

Although he was dressed very simply and looked a little sloppy, he did not emit any bad smell.

On the contrary, the white pudding clothes that have been washed with soap for years have his unique fragrance.

Everyone who knows him knows that he is a decent scavenger.

The wrinkles typical of an old man were all over his face, and no matter whether he raised his eyes or lowered them, he could no longer hide them in the slightest.

As time passed, he still looked towards the store door from time to time, as if waiting.

But he doesn't seem to be in such a hurry.

Until a chef in a white coat appeared at the door of the store.

Han Lang's cloudy eyes lit up at this time, and he quickly stood up from the steps so that the other party could notice him at the first moment.

"Is the food ready?"

The knights waiting at the door of the store were stunned.

"Uncle Han!"

The chef habitually looked in the direction of Han Lang and quickly walked forward.

In his hands was a large bowl of packaged noodles and a small bowl of noodle soup.

"Ouch, trouble, trouble!"

Uncle Han walked towards him with a smile, but his legs were not good and he could only take two steps and then pause.

I took the takeaway bag from the chef with both hands and thanked him again with a smile:

"Thank you, boss. I'm sorry for the trouble. Wish you a prosperous new year!"

"Uncle Han, what you said is too polite! I asked you to come into the store, but you refused to come in. So I'll just run a few more steps!"

The chef had a chubby face and smiling eyes, and he looked very kind.

He is the chef and owner of the store. Uncle Han is a frequent customer of theirs. I don’t know how many years ago he started to come here, but it seems that he has been coming here to buy things every day since the store opened.

"I'm not dirty, so I don't want to go in and dirty your shop. I appreciate your kindness, old man!"

"Here's the meal money, boss, please order!"

Han Lang smiled bitterly, took out the cash he had prepared long ago from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the boss's pocket.

The latter wanted to refuse, but couldn't persuade him.

I can only accept it.

"The store is busy, I have to go back first! See you tomorrow, Uncle Han!"

"Okay! I'm leaving too!"

After a brief greeting, the boss quickly ran back.

Uncle Han picked up his woven bag again, took the packaged noodles, slowly moved away.

Walk towards the sunshine, taking two steps at a time.

The figure seemed to sway slightly with the shadow.

suddenly,

Han Lang's old cheeks began to turn pale, and sweat oozed from his forehead. He staggered, and felt that the woven bag on his back was heavier than ever!
It was as if the bag contained not plastic bottles, but heavy objects filled with lead!

Although he was sweating, his hands and feet felt cold.

Waves of strong dizziness began to hit his mind, and the road in front of him began to split wildly!
The whole world seemed to be against him, twisting, folding, and spinning.
until,

I have forgotten when I came to this county town.

Pungent medical water, transparent infusion tubes, green and white walls. This hospital is still as scary as it was that year.

He didn't know why he was sent to the hospital.

I don't even know who sent him in.

The doctor, wearing a thick white mask, asked the six-year-old boy:

"Little friend, you can't wait to get well soon for this illness. Where are your parents?"

At that time, Han Lang shook his head and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Eh?"

"Who did you come with? You didn't walk to the hospital by yourself, did you?"

"What's the parent's name?"

The doctor frowned and asked.

Mixed with the tense smell of medicine in the hospital, little Han Lang's eyes turned white and his whole body began to twitch!

He still remembers the concerned look in the doctor's eyes before he fell into a coma.

The same look as the grandmother in the orphanage.

but,

Later, the doctor who was willing to help him died.

Don't know her name.

The grandmother from the orphanage left the orphanage a long time ago and should be dead now.

I don't know her name either.

"Am I going to die?"

Han Lang murmured, the memories of the past that emerged in his mind startled him!
As he became extremely nervous, he suddenly opened his eyes!
Everything in front of my eyes was white, and then it gradually came into focus, and the scene in the ward appeared before my eyes.

A female nurse who was wearing familiar clothes but looked unfamiliar was waiting here, holding a clipboard notebook and a pen.

I was a little surprised that he woke up so quickly, and asked quickly:

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere, old man?"

"What's your name?"

“Han Lang!”

Han Lang's lips were dry and his voice was a little hoarse.

After answering the nurse with difficulty, he suddenly remembered something and waved his hand and said:
"Don't bother! I don't treat illnesses! Girl!"

"I'm leaving now!" (End of this chapter)