Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

Jiang Han knew someone would die if the beating continued, so he told Zhang Haidai to stop. "Don't take yourself with you for this kind of person. Just send him to the police station."

Ah Mao immediately knelt down in front of Jiang Han and Zhang Haidai, "Brothers, you can beat me, but please don't take me to the police station."

He really doesn't want to go to jail, so his parents will break his legs before he goes to jail.

"Don't let me see you doing bad things again next time, or I'll send you to jail for ten years." Jiang Han looked quiet and gentle, but he had a sense of majesty without even getting angry.

Ah Mao immediately kowtowed on the ground, "Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Jiang Han would go back on his word, he turned around and ran away after shouting.

The old man just picked up the wallet on the ground and kept thanking Jiang Han.

"Thank you, young man. If it weren't for you, I would have lost my wallet."

In fact, Jiang Han was also speechless, because his eyesight was so good.

Seeing it, he yelled out of reflex. Normally, a thief would have stopped and run away upon hearing the yell.

Who knew he would actually come towards me.

"Old man, you have enough money, right?"

The old man was still a little shocked. "Losing the money is a small matter. The main thing is that my spouse's photo was in the wallet. My spouse passed away several years ago, and this photo has been with me all these years."

The old man started to cry as he spoke.

Jiang Han couldn't help but think of his parents.

This is what a couple with a good relationship is like. When one of them passes away, the other will miss him/her every day.

My mother’s health was not good to begin with, and after my father passed away, she died just half a year later because she missed him so much.

Seeing that the old man was very emotional, Jiang Han bought him a bowl of rock sugar and red bean soup from the cold drink shop.

He was not used to being thanked all the time, so he found an excuse and left with Zhang Haidai.

Jiang Han looked at the package Zhang Haidai was holding. "What is this?"

Zhang Haidai just hit A Mao with this thing, and it looks quite heavy.

"This is the bayberry tree I bought. It's a large seedling. The trunk is already very thick. The shop owner told me it will bear fruit next year."

It turned out to be a tree. No wonder it knocked A Mao unconscious.

"Brother Han, isn't there a missing bayberry tree on your side? I'll plant one. Maybe we'll get struck by lightning again next year."

Jiang Han was speechless. "It was just a coincidence that time. If it were really that easy to get struck by lightning, the whole mountain would be covered with lightning-struck wood. And lightning-struck wood would be worthless."

"That's okay, at least we have bayberries to eat. The store owner said these bayberries are the sweetest. If they don't taste good, we can still use them to make wine."

Jiang Han thought about it and said, "Then let's plant it."

He didn't have many bayberry trees to begin with, and chopping one down would make even fewer. He really should plant more.

"Okay, I'll go plant it tomorrow morning."

Zhang Haidai had come downstairs to pick up a package and buy a pack of cigarettes. Who knew he would see this?

"Brother Han, I used to hang out with A Mao and the others. If you hadn't come back with me, I'd probably still be in the same situation as A Mao."

He had never thought that what he did was really worth a beating. But just now, seeing the old man holding his wife's photo and cherishing it, he really felt that he had done a lot of wrong things in the past.

"That's enough. There aren't that many hypothetical things in this world. We just need to be ourselves."

Zhang Haidai touched his head. He didn't understand many of what Brother Han said, but he just felt that it made sense.

After Jiang Han returned, he found a bowl of fried yellow bell peppers and a bowl of stewed summer bamboo shoots with bones on the table.

There was a note under Huang Jiaoli's plate.

【Give it to you as a midnight snack.】

These handwritings are so sloppy that you can tell it was written by my sister.

Today, her brother-in-law was here, and she even sent him something. She really didn't avoid her brother-in-law at all.