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Jin Weiwei suddenly remembered that she had seen a pomegranate leaf stuck on her sleeve when she was depositing the money. She didn't think too much about it at that time and just casually knocked it out.

Could it be that this tree was grown from a piece of pomegranate leaf that he brushed off today?

This was too amazing!

Jin Weiwei looked around the pomegranate tree once, then reached out and touched the trunk of the tree. He really didn't expect that a tree could grow in this mysterious space with just a leaf. Moreover, this tree was growing at an alarming rate. From the time he had come to save money until now, it had only been a few hours and the pomegranate had already grown to the height of a man.

Jin Weiwei roughly calculated the growth cycle of the pomegranate tree. If it continued to grow at this rate, then wouldn't the pomegranate tree blossom and bear fruit after another 24 hours?

While picking up the money, Jin Weiwei secretly decided that she would come in again at this time tomorrow to see what was going on.

"Dong, dong, dong!" "Dong, dong, dong!"

As soon as Jin Weiwei came out of the mysterious space, she heard a series of knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" Jin Weiwei quickly turned her head to confirm that the mysterious space had completely disappeared. Then, she ran over to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the little rich kid gently pushed open Jin Weiwei and went straight into the house. He looked around as if he was looking for something.

"Eh? I was wondering what happened to you today, why did you barge into my room directly? " As she spoke, Jin Weiwei grabbed little Fugui.

"I heard movement in your room. What are you doing so late at night?" Little Fugui looked at Jin Weiwei with suspicion.

Jin Weiwei knew that if she didn't come up with an excuse, little Fugui might not leave so easily. She reached into her pocket, took out the money from today and said, "Oh, I'm here to hide my money. This room is too small, I searched for a long time but still didn't know where to hide it."

The little rich kid didn't seem to believe Jin Weiwei's claim to have hidden money. His eyes were still carefully observing every corner of the room.

"By the way, where did you hide the money this afternoon?"

"Of course, it was hidden on my body. Otherwise, how could I not be able to find it after everyone searched for so long?"

"You hid the money on yourself?" The little rich kid suspiciously stared at Jin Weiwei. This string of money wasn't a small amount. If Jin Weiwei had been carrying him all this time, with his eyesight, how could he not see any trace of it?

"That's right. I wandered around in the backyard for a long time, unable to find a suitable place to hide my money, so I hid it on my body. "Because I think the most dangerous place is the safest place. No matter what, Jin Dabao would never think of coming to search me."

After hearing Jin Weiwei's explanation, little Fugui didn't seem to have completely put down his doubts. However, seeing that he still didn't intend to leave the room, Jin Wei Wei was afraid that he would make more mistakes, so she quickly changed the topic.

"You won't be able to take all this money out in the future. It's inconvenient for me to take it. How about I give it to you? You should also save some of your own personal money."

Jin Weiwei stuffed the money into the little rich man's arms, hoping to distract his attention and stop asking questions.

Xiao Fugui held the money in his hand and weighed it in his hand. He looked at Jin Weiwei, and finally didn't say anything. He put the money into his pocket, turned around, and left her room.

The next morning, Jin Weiwei saw that Jin Dabao had not woken up to eat breakfast, so she sent Tao Xiaoqing to call him. Who knew that after Tao Xiaoqing went to take a look, he immediately ran back to Jin Weiwei to tell her that Jin Dabao seemed to be sick. Furthermore, he seemed to be quite ill.

Hearing this, Jin Weiwei couldn't help but frown.

Was this old man so incapable of bearing the fear? But a ghost actually scared him out of his wits? Could it be that he was faking illness again and was trying to play some sort of trick with her?

Jin Weiwei put down her breakfast and said, "Come, let's go take a look. I want to see if he's really sick or if he's still playing with me."

Tao Xiaoqing and Jin Weiwei arrived at the woodshed one after another. When they opened the door, they saw Jin Dabao tightly curled up in a corner of the woodshed. His face was ashen, and his eyes were tightly shut.

"What happened to you?" Jin Weiwei asked.

Jin Dabao shook his head in pain, as if he was too weak to talk anymore.

Seeing him like this, Jin Weiwei guessed that he couldn't pretend to be real, and guessed that he was really sick. Thus, she could only walk in front of him and carefully ask, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"So cold." Jin Dabao squeezed out two words from his teeth, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

So cold? Did he have a fever?

Jin Weiwei reached out a hand towards Jin Dabao's forehead.

Oh my god, this temperature is so hot!

Jin Weiwei retracted her hand and confirmed that Jin Dabao was having a very high fever right now.

Looking at Jin Dabao softly moaning in his nest, Tao Xiaoqing, who was behind Jin Weiwei, could not help but ask, "Big sister, is he really sick?"

"Yeah, it seems like he's really sick this time." Jin Weiwei stood up and walked out of the room.

"He seems to be in some pain. Should we get a doctor to look after him?" When Tao Xiaoqing saw Jin Weiwei heading out, he quickly followed her outside.

Jin Weiwei took a look at Jin Dabao, hesitated for a moment and said, "It's just that I got a little scared yesterday. Maybe I'll break out in a sweat." I don't have that much money to spare to get him a doctor. Let him fend for himself in the woodshed.

Hearing Jin Weiwei say that Jin Dabao would perish alone in the woodshed, Tao Xiaoqing didn't ask any further and lightly closed the door.

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon. Although Jin Weiwei had said that she would let Jin Dabao live by himself in the woodshed, she still couldn't let it go.

"He's unconscious." Xiao Fugui's son probed Jin Dabao's breathing and confirmed that he was still alive.

"Coma? "Ha, why is Jin Dabao so weak, he could burn away a fever." Jin Weiwei nudged Jin Dabao with her toes and asked, "He can't be faking it, right?"

Xiao Fugui opened Jin Dabao's eyelids and looked again, "It's not for show."

"Well, even if he's not faking it, I don't want to bother with him. It just so happens that I can let him have a taste of being sick, lonely and helpless, with no one caring about the feeling of having no one to ask. " Jin Weiwei gritted her teeth and said.

Seeing Jin Weiwei clenching her fists, a faint sense of despair and pain appeared in little Fugui's eyes. He knew that she must have been reminded of the mistreatment she suffered as a child in this woodshed.

Xiao Fugui silently reached out his hand and wrapped Jin Weiwei's fist with his palm.

Jin Weiwei felt the concern in the little rich kid's heart and smiled faintly. "I'm fine. "Will he die?"

"If you don't, you will die." Little Fugui looked at Jin Weiwei, waiting for her to make a decision.