Chapter 1113： Being pitted (2)

"Okay, come, be careful." Huang Ling helped the grandfather to get up and helped him to sit down next to a chair.

"You sit first, I will be back soon." Huang Ling glanced at the wound in the old grandfather's ankle where the skin was bleeding.

"Good." Grandpa nodded.

Huang Ling hurried to a small supermarket nearby.

The old grandfather looked at Huang Ling’s back and shook his head and muttered: “The child’s heart is good, but the body is not strong enough.”

Within a few minutes, Huang Ling ran back. Her body was not very strong. After she came back, she was already panting.

She has a bottle of water in her hand, and a small pack of paper towels.

"Grandpa, I will treat the wound first, okay?" Huang Ling kneels in front of the grandfather, looks up and looks at the grandfather.

The light that came out of her eyes was incomparably pure.

Grandpa nodded: "Okay, thank you, child."

Huang Ling smiled and said: "You are polite."

After washing the wound and affixing the wound patch, Huang Ling used to help the grandfather to pick up the bottles that had been poured out and put them into sacks.

Then drag the sack to the old grandfather and ask: "Grandpa, do you have a mobile phone on your body? Are you going home or waiting for your family to pick you up?"

"I have a son, a daughter." Grandpa said.

Huang Ling looked at the old grandfather with a smile, just looking at his wounds and not looking at him carefully.

Looking now, Huang Ling thinks that this old grandfather is dressed dirty, but his eyes are so sharp.

It’s a pair of eyes with wisdom, no vicissitudes.

"Do you want your son to pick you up or let your daughter pick you up?" Huang Ling's tone is like a child.

"My son is not in M ​​City, and my daughter is married."

"Grandpa, are you not a K-country?"

"My daughter is here, I am coming."

"Oh, let your daughter pick you up."

"She was not at home."

"..." Is it a lonely old man living alone?

“Where is there a garbage collection station nearby?” asked the grandfather.

Huang Lingyi said: "No attention, there should be no nearby."

"I still want to sell these bottles and take them for dinner." Grandpa said pitifully.

"Grandpa, you don't have money on your body?" Huang Ling asked strangely.

The old grandfather shook his head: "Without, I have come out to pick up garbage, how can I bring money."

"How much should I bring? If you are hungry, you can buy something to eat, and you need money by car. Are you coming here for the first time? Always rubbing garbage, you should know where there is a recycling station."

"I am here for the first time." Grandpa is very satisfied with Huang Ling's reaction.

"Like this, can I give you money to eat?" Huang Ling smiled, she might have gotten into trouble.

People say that some old people are very stubborn, like that, they have to be like that, like a three-year-old child.

The old grandfather groaned around. "But there are no garbage collection stations nearby. How can I sell my bottles? Do you want me to bring these bottles to the restaurant for dinner?"

Huang Ling listened and frowned slightly. "What do you mean by Grandpa?..."

"You help me carry the bag to the restaurant to eat, after dinner, you give me the money to the recycling station, sell the money, I will take a taxi home." Grandpa said.

"Grandpa, I have to go to work in a while, I don't have time to accompany you." Huang Ling really felt that she had a trouble, but if she didn't take this trouble, she would be willing to take it.