The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 989

Without even thinking about it, Qiaomai turned around and ran out of the room, and then rushed to Jiang Yi's room.

"grandfather!"

The old man was stabbing Jiang Yi's leg with a needle, and when she shouted, his hands trembled in shock, almost crooked.

"What are you talking about!"

Buckwheat opened her mouth, and she didn't know how to say that she was cheated. After thinking about it, she said, "I'm going to the city."

"What are you doing in town?"

"I have something to do." She had to go and get the watch back, it was 50.

With such a big life, she has never seen what 50 people look like. Although grandpa is good at medicine, but after all, the place is remote and not very well-known. Even if there are wealthy people who come to seek medical treatment, he never speaks loudly, as much as he wants .

As a result, both grandpa and grandson are living very poorly.

"Why do you have to go to the city now?" The old man continued to inject Jiang Yi.

"Oh, don't worry about it, I'll go back!"

After Buckwheat finished speaking, he ran downstairs, grabbed his cloth bag and went out.

This village is not big, and it is close to the sea. People here rely on fishing for a living. It stands to reason that villages and towns close to the sea are generally richer, but Fengyu Village is different.

Fengyu Village is facing the sea, but backed by the mountains, which is equivalent to being sandwiched between the sea and the mountains, and the area is not large, only three villages, with a small population, so it has not developed to this side.

As a result, there is not even a tunnel to go to the city, so you can only take the bus to the city every morning and evening, but what is interesting is that the Haishi is opposite the village, and the time to go to Haishi by boat is shorter than taking the bus to the city. The time is much shorter.

But their small village doesn't have water traffic, so it looks close, but they can't go there.

A few years ago, a sea-crossing bridge was built, and I missed the location of their village perfectly, so standing by the sea, I could see a sea-crossing bridge across the sea from a distance.

Buckwheat came to the bus stop at the entrance of the village. She looked towards the direction of Haishi. She heard that it was very prosperous there, dozens of times more prosperous than the city, and the people living there were rich people.

She wondered if those two people came from Haishi. With such serious injuries, it was impossible for them to travel dozens of miles to their village, so they could only come from the sea.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there were several yachts approaching from the sea, Qiaomai squinted his eyes, and other people in the village stared at those yachts speeding across the sea.

"Is that to buy fish?" A middle-aged man said.

"If you're thinking about farting, then it looks like those rich second generations in Haishi are playing."

Indeed, on the sea, we often see cruise ships and yacht parties held by rich people from the opposite city.

"No, you see they are clearly coming to us."

While talking, the yachts had already landed, and a dozen men in suits and sunglasses jumped down, took out a photo from their pockets, stopped the nearest old lady and asked, "Have you seen this man?"

The old lady squinted her eyes, looked at the photo for a while, and shook her head to indicate that she hadn't seen it.

After they got off the boat, they all dispersed, holding photos and asking everyone.

Buckwheat felt that something was wrong, she hurried over and came to one of the men, "Let me see."

The man handed the photo in front of her. The man in the photo was in a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome face, and a pair of indifferent eyes full of the air of a king looking down on all living beings. Isn't this the one in her room?

"Have you seen it?" the man asked.

Buckwheat swallowed, and was about to say that she had seen it before, but at the critical moment, she hurriedly shook her head, "I haven't."

"I've never seen it before?" The man stared at her face, all of them were desperadoes licking blood from the knife edge, and he could tell at a glance that Buckwheat was lying.

Buckwheat waved his hands again and again, "No, I really haven't seen it before."

She had never seen such a battle before, the evil spirit on the other party was full of oppression, and her heart almost jumped out of fright.

The man was still staring at her, but Buckwheat turned and ran away.