I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

He came to see Wei Ada in person on the day he was sent back.

The gunshot wound was severely infected, and coupled with the hot weather, the wound was rotting. According to his experience, he could only survive for a few days at most.

Unexpectedly, when he came back from seeing a patient in the morning, his distant nephew said that Wei Ada had woken up.

This made him very curious and he hurried over.

Wei Miao pushed open the door and saw Xu Ayu wiping Wei Ada's mouth. When he saw Dr. Ding, his eyes brightened up.

She looked at Wei Miao, and once again sighed in her heart that this "son" thought of everything more carefully than she did.

No matter how fierce she was in the past, she only dared to act in her own small world. When she encountered such a big thing, she felt like the sky had fallen. Like other women, she really couldn't think of any solution except crying and screaming.

Doctor Ding looked at Wei Ada's wound and his complexion, sighing repeatedly. Just as he was about to ask Wei Miao what medicine he had used, he heard his nephew's hurried voice downstairs.

"Uncle, go home quickly, Huihui is in trouble."

Doctor Ding stood up suddenly, knocking the medicine box to the ground.

Wei Ada frowned slightly and struggled to wake up.

Doctor Ding could no longer care about her. Huihui was his only daughter, only eight years old, and should be in school at this time.

He mumbled "sorry" and went downstairs without even taking the medicine box.

Wei Miao hurriedly picked up his box and caught up with him at the door.

Then I heard Xiao Ding say anxiously:

"Huihui had diarrhea at school. After being sent home, she kept complaining about stomachache. Auntie asked me to call you back to take a look."

Wei Miao handed the medicine box to Xiao Ding, watched the two people hurriedly leave, and secretly hoped that the cute little girl was okay.

For the next four or five days, the family focused all their attention on Wei A'da's condition.

His condition was getting better and better, and his time of wakefulness was increasing.

Occasionally, you could hear him bickering with Xu Ayu.

The dark clouds hanging over this family's head have finally dissipated a little.

And Wei Miao finally had time to go out early and come back late.

After the accident, she sold her cigarette box stall to raise money, but she was in urgent need of the cigarettes and had to sell them at a loss.

Nowadays, the few trash cans where flowers can be picked are guarded by children of a few years old, so she can only pick up a few flowers.

He returned to his original state in an instant. Even though Wei Miao's soul was mature, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

She began to have the anxiety that a human being should have.

If this happened again in this family, it would be devastating.

So, she needs to find a new way out.

Early that morning, after Wei Miao changed the medicine for Wei Ada, Xu Ayu came back from the toilet and continued to stay by Wei Ada's side.

Wei Miao went downstairs and saw Wei Ran struggling to fetch water and put it on the stove under the eaves. His thin arms were shaking as if they would break at any moment.

Wei Ling held the basin for washing rice, frowned, and sighed:

"Brother, the rice is almost gone again."

Wu Ziyang gave her ten yuan, but he only told Xu Ayu and did not give it to her.

In response, Xu Ayu just frowned and said nothing in the end.

Wei Miao felt that what happened with Wei Ada was the beginning of another transformation in her personality, so she didn't mind being a little stronger.

Seeing Wei Ling's worried expression, she pinched her cheek and said:

"Make sure you give Dad the rice porridge. I will bring food back in the evening."

Wei Ran, who was holding Wei Dong, saw Wei Miao was about to go out and asked hurriedly:

"Brother, where are you going? Take me with you."

Wei Miao thought about the troubles he had gone through in the past few days, waved his hand and said:

"I'm going out for a while. If Ma asks, just say I went to see Sister Mary."

Wei Ran held his two-year-old brother in his arms, stood by the patio with a pout on his face, and watched Wei Miao go out eagerly.

Wei Miao had just stepped out of the house when he happened to meet Xu Manhua who came out of Patrolman Xiao Wu's house.

She wore a beige dress and black leather shoes, and her calves were thin and white. She wore a men's windbreaker and her cheeks were rosy.

"Hey~"

She called out to Wei Miao who was walking forward, her high heels making a clattering sound on the gridded road in the alley.

Xu Manhua looked at the little child in front of her. He had thin eyebrows and long eyes, and looked very cute.

Although the clothes on his thin body were patched, they were washed clean and white, unlike those of the poor children she had seen.

"Are you familiar with Brother Ziyang?"

Wei Miao said honestly: "Patrolman Xiao Wu is a kind person, and everyone in the alley likes him very much."

Xu Manhua curled her lips, looked around the dirty and cramped alley, and sighed:

"What's so good about this place? Brother Ziyang insisted on living here. It would be much better if he moved to the French Concession!"

The two walked towards the entrance of the alley, and Wei Miao listened to Miss Jiao's complaints.

She thought of Wu Ziyang's previous female companion, who was also passionate and direct.

The one before that is a school girl, as cute as a rabbit.

When they came out of Wu Ziyang's house, they all had rosy eyes and sweet smiles on their lips, just like the most beautiful flowers in the morning.

After some time, when we meet them again, they have become withered weeds that are about to die.

Wei Miao didn't understand why he should waste time on these illusory things.

She didn't want to understand either, thinking that love affairs might affect the speed of her transformation.

Anyway, their species is born and raised naturally, and they don't need to mate to continue their offspring.

The opposite sex is of no use to her in this regard!

When they were about to walk out of the alley, Xu Manhua seemed to remember something and said to Wei Miao:

"That's right! I heard your mother cooks delicious food?"

Wei Miao thought that it must be Wu Ziyang who told her, so she nodded and said:

"My great-grandfather used to be a cook at Huizhong Hotel."

Huizhong Hotel is an old hotel that has been established since the Qing Dynasty. After changing hands several times, it is still one of the best hotels in Shen City.

Xu Manhua smiled happily, as if she had solved a problem, and turned around happily.

Her skirt and windbreaker were flying in the wind, which was very vivid and beautiful.

After she finished turning around, she tucked her messy hair behind her ears, bent down and said to Wei Miao:

"That's it. Brother Ziyang's hand is injured. I'm worried about him. Can your family make him sick meals every day?"

Wei Miao raised his head and met the eyes of the girl in front of him. Her eyes were filled with tiny starlight, the kind of joy that comes from being able to give something for the one you love.

Wei Miao held the hundred French francs in her hand and looked at Xu Manhua, who was waving at her as lightly as a butterfly, with a complicated expression.

She is not the first girl brought back by Patrolman Xiao Wu, nor will she be the last.

They are all beautiful, young, some are gentle, some are lively, some are playful, and some are aloof.

When they looked into the affectionate peach blossom eyes of Patrolman Xiao Wu, they all showed the same shyness.

Wei Miao put the money in her pocket and when she was ready to go back, she went to Wu Ziyang's house to ask for his opinion.