When Yang an's sister saw us leave, she quickly hid the money on the table carefully in the cabinet, then changed her old mother into a new quilt and ran outside the house with her mobile phone.
"Hello, Anzi?" Yang Jing squatted in the corner of the courtyard wall and asked softly to the phone.
"Sister, what's the matter?" Yang an's voice sounded.
"No, no, my mother's medical expenses have been settled. Anzi, my mother has been saved!!" Yang Jing can't contain her joy.
"... where did you get the money?" Yang an asked in silence.
"I don't know. Just now a few people came and threw down 200000 yuan. They said this was the money you said. Let me take it to see my mother, and said..." Yang Jing stopped.
"What else do you say?" Yang an asked quickly.
"... also said that no one could give the money, including you!!" Yang Jing hesitated and told the truth.
"Oh, sister, do you remember what those people look for?"
"I'm not old. The head is about the same as you. I think it should be in my twenties..." Yang Jing recalled with her eyes closed, and then briefly described the physical characteristics of several of us.
After hearing this, Yang an thought of us for the first time. Because he came to me this afternoon, he thought it must be the money we gave her sister.
Knowing that it was us, Yang an was silent for a while, and then said to the phone: "sister, I'll give you an express later. This express is very important. If one day you watch the news, I'm caught or dead, you can send this express to the address I left for you..."
"Anzi, what are you talking about? Why did you die well?" Yang Jing was stunned and shouted.
"Oh, just do as I say. Why is there such ink..."
"OK, Anzi, you should be safe outside. I'll follow you..."
Yang Jing didn't speak, so Yang an hung up the phone.
……
At the other end, H City, a resident in a shantytown.
Yang an lay quietly on the bed with her eyes wide open. She didn't know where to think.
Half an hour later, Yang an casually pulled a page of paper with more blank space from a book, and then wrote down our home address and my name on the paper with a pencil.
An hour later, Yang an went out and walked directly to Xinghe Internet cafe.
"Fuck him, fuck him, go on!! are you a fucking fool!! I fucking asked you to zoom in, you can't hear
Because it is a shantytown, the Internet bar equipment here is very old, and the environment of the Internet bar is also very broken. There are three or five colorful young people sitting in the corner, their eyes straight, their hands twitching, constantly operating the mouse, and shouting while playing.
"Man, do me a favor?" Yang an went to the corner and looked at a 17-year-old young man and said with a smile.
"Wait a minute, I'm playing..." the young man waved his hand impatiently, and then focused on playing the game.
Yang an smiled and didn't speak. She stood quietly beside the youth and watched the youth play games.
"Fuck, I lost again!!" the young man pulled off his headphones and lit a cigarette. As soon as he turned around, he found that Yang an was still on his side, crooked his neck, looked at Yang an and asked, "what are you looking for me?"
"Can you help me have an express tomorrow?" Yang an also lit a cigarette for herself.
The young man was stunned when he saw that the cigarette Yang an took out was the lotus king. Then he said, "yes, but I can't help you in vain?"
"Hehe, definitely not..." Yang an took out 200 yuan and put the money and a bag in front of the youth's computer.
"Don't worry, I'll mail it to you early tomorrow morning!!" the young man quickly put away Yang an's 200 yuan, then bared his teeth and promised.
"En en, can you lend it to me?" Yang an nodded and pointed to the computer in front of the young man.
"Use it, use it casually..." the young man quickly got up.
As like as two peas, Yang An computer did not sit down. Instead, he stood and opened the webpage. He found the report of H city TV station. He started smoking on the side of the young man. However, he saw the four characters of the computer killer on the computer screen. Then he looked down again, and the picture on the screen was obviously the same as the man before him!
The young man quickly rubbed his eyes and thought he had an illusion in the middle of the night, but he carefully looked at the screen, and then looked at the man next to him. He was fucking alone.
"Ah!!"
The young man gave a cry of fear, and then stepped to run outside.
Yang an took out his firewood cutting knife, came forward and covered the young man's mouth, and then whispered in the young man's ear, "do you know who I am?"
"Know... Know!!" the young man was so scared that he peed his pants.
"When the bag arrives tomorrow, you have nothing to do. If you don't, you will be on the news the day after tomorrow, okay?" Yang an continued.
"Ming... Understand!!" the young man nodded quickly.
"Fight outside..." the owner of the Internet cafe who heard the cry frowned and shouted.
"No, it's fun!!" Yang an loosened the young man and replied with a smile. Then he patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "go on playing..."
After that, Yang an turned and walked out of the Internet cafe, leaving the young man standing in place and staring at the bag on his hand and the bright red 200 yuan.
……
At the other end, after we left Yang an's house, we drove directly back to the harem.
After going back, Meng Liang and his family should be busy. When I'm free, I'm ready to go back to the office and have a rest. Then when I get off work in the evening, I'll tell them about our home.
"Dong Dong!!"
"Who the fuck locked my house..."
I stood in front of the office door and knocked for more than half a minute. At first, I thought someone locked me. Later, I reflected whether I locked it myself, so I was ready to find a key to open the door. Suddenly, Yang Song's voice came from inside: "who?"
"Me, who else can it be?" I shouted wordlessly.
"Wait a minute!"
"Wait for a JB, are you watching porn in my house again? How many times have I told you not to watch my computer? I've redone the system six times a week. If you want to see you find north and South points, can you? His mobile phone is full of these things. If you don't watch my computer, you can get a blue screen by playing JB minesweeping..."
I stood outside the door with a mental nagging ink.
"Bang."
Four or five seconds later, Yang Song, dressed neatly, pushed open the door from the house.