In Li Meng's slightly puzzled eyes, the middle-aged stall owner said: "I'm not afraid to tell you that the main reason why I chose this industry and took the risk to collect mushrooms in the forest was for my wife!"

At this point, the look of the stall owner is a little quiet.

"My wife has been pregnant three times, two miscarriages and one dead baby. In the second pregnancy, in order to ensure the smooth birth of her baby, I went into the forest and began to learn to collect and identify mushrooms, because someone told me that some mushrooms have the effect of strengthening the body, which is of great benefit to my weaker wife!"

The stall owner's expression became remorseful and said quietly: "but in the end, she failed. No matter how many mushrooms she ate, my wife still couldn't make the child born smoothly! This is the fourth time I've been pregnant! "

It's just a tragedy, one of the tragedies that happens all the time in Qingcheng.

"If you say that, aren't you afraid that I won't buy these mushrooms?"

It is unwise for any businessman to say too much and let the guests understand too much.

The middle-aged stall owner said with a faint smile: "I've been in this business for many years. I can see whether the customers buy it or not at a glance, but you, the customer, have no demand for my goods! You stop, just don't understand my goods, just curious! "

Li Meng showed a little interest in the middle-aged stall owner.

Neither character nor insight can be offensive.

This kind of person is rare.

Li Meng thought of his pregnant wife!

I don't know why, there is an impulse in Li Meng's heart.

The source of this impulse is unknown, as if it is a kind of induction.

That feeling is not clear, very vague.

Because of the impulse in my heart, or maybe it was doomed. Looking at the stall owner, Li Meng said faintly: "if you believe me, you can take me to meet your wife. Maybe I can solve your distress for you!"

Because of Li Meng's words, the middle-aged stall owner was obviously stunned and looked at Li Meng in front of the stall in surprise.

Then he pondered, struggling, hesitating.

Just a stranger, just a word, take him home?

What if he doesn't mean well?

After all, I didn't even see his face.

But

Maybe it's a chance. It's the fourth time. He's old and has no chance for the fifth time.

Aware of the struggle on the stall owner's face, Li Meng said faintly: "I won't tell you my identity. Whether you can grasp this opportunity depends on your own choice!"

He's still hesitating.

Li Meng turned to leave.

He has made a choice.

"Wait!"

See Li Meng is going to leave.

The impulse in his heart made him decide.

"I believe you. I'll take you to my wife!"

With that, he began to clean up the stall.

It's not troublesome. The so-called paving is just a piece of cloth on the ground.

A roll, the stall became a package, he was on the shoulder.

"This way, please follow me!"

With that, the stall owner pushed forward in the crowd.

Li Meng followed.

He's going east.

When you leave the square, the crowded environment around you is suddenly relaxed, and two roads enter the city.

Walking in the street, his pace is very fast.

Although out of the decision, but he is still worried about something.

As before, my heart is still struggling.

After him, although Li Meng could not see his face, he could feel it.

His heart is not stable.

Just a poor man struggling on the edge of life.

Worry, caution, these are necessary.

Even in today's Qingcheng, although there is order, there is also danger.

Danger does not come from the outside, but from human beings themselves, from human life circle.

The so-called law can restrain most people, but it can't restrain that small group.

That small group of people is small, but for most people, the probability of facing danger is the same.

"Here we are. My house is in this building!"

In front of a building, he slowed down slightly and said.

Looking up slightly, Li Meng looks at the building in front of him.

Old and broken.

Darkness is coming.

Follow him into the door of the building and enter a dark corridor.

The corridor was narrow and humid, and it was very quiet.

At the end of the corridor is the entrance to the stairs.

Down the stairs, they climbed up.

All the way to the third floor, he left the stairs.

In the dark environment, they came to a corridor.

At a glance, there are many doors on both sides of the corridor.

"No one?"

When passing through several doors, Li Meng found a situation.

The door was open. There was nothing in it. It was empty. It was obviously uninhabited.

Think of all the way, the building is so quiet, Li Meng slightly understand what.

Without saying much, Li Meng followed him quietly.

When he came to the door of a room, he stopped.

"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong

He knocked on the door four times.

There was a knock on the door in the dark corridor.

"Who?"

From inside the room, there was a deep, hoarse inquiry.

"Wei Wei! It's me

With his head on the door, he replied in a low voice.

There was a movement in the room.

"Click!"

The door was opened.

From the open door, Li Meng saw her.

A gray dress, face some pale, a long black hair casually draped in the shoulder, that face looks very beautiful, quite a bit of beauty.

No wonder he cared so much about his wife, and no wonder he chose to live in such a poor place.

Sometimes women are too beautiful, but also a kind of trouble.