Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1113 80 Little Stutterer Pork Shop 8

Although Chen Ping'an was kind-hearted, he didn't believe that anyone would be kind to him for no reason.

Of course, what Chen Ping'an didn't know was that Ling Yao did have ulterior motives, but what she wanted was him.

Chen Ping'an didn't dare touch any of these things, so when Ling Yao came to his door again with a bag and asked him if he had drunk the malted milk powder, Chen Ping'an had nothing to say.

He remained silent for a while under Ling Yao's unwavering gaze, demanding an answer, before finally speaking.

"Too, too expensive, too expensive, I, I can't, have it."

If it were something cheap that he used or ate, he could at least lose money, but this malted milk powder is really too expensive, and he might not even be able to buy it to return to her.

"It's okay, just take what's yours, you don't need to pay me back."

If you don't want to pay back the money, then what are you going to do?

Moreover, with her sending things to him every few days, it won't be long before Old Lady Chen finds out.

So Chen Ping'an counted on his fingers, mustered his courage, and encouraged himself not to be afraid.

So I said it.

"You, you don't need these. I'll give you a discount on pork later."

When Lingyao heard "Give it to you," she almost touched his head, thinking to herself that he was a promising child and that her love for him hadn't been wasted.

Then a piece of pork followed, which made her hand, which she had just raised, freeze.

Finally, he crossed his arms and placed them in front of his chest.

"I'm not doing this for the pork."

What a joke! Is she the kind of person who's greedy for a bite of pork?

Get rich quick: "Hmm, you don't crave pork, you crave unicorn meat."

Lingyao: "Hehe, if you keep being so sharp, then I can only say, Fugui, our fate is over!"

Get rich quick: "...No."

"Then, that is, why is that?" Chen Ping'an looked at Ling Yao in confusion.

Lingyao looked at Chen Ping'an, whose clothes were so thin they were practically hanging loosely on him, and his hair, which was yellowish from long-term malnutrition.

Her voice was very soft: "There's no reason why, I just want to be good to you."

Chen Ping'an looked into her eyes, then suddenly looked away.

After waiting for several days, Lingyao finally received the letter of introduction. After receiving the letter, she packed her things and prepared to go to town.

Find a way to make money in town.

Of course, she had to tell Chen Ping'an before she went.

However, just as she reached the door, she saw Chen Ping'an rushing out of the house anxiously, sweat beading on his forehead.

Lingyao stopped him and asked him what was wrong.

Chen Ping'an was anxious. In addition, Ling Yao had been coming over frequently recently, and his impression of her had changed compared to before. At least now he was not so afraid of Ling Yao when he saw her.

So when Lingyao stopped him, he spoke up.

"Mother-in-law, you're sick. We need to go to the hospital."

He was very anxious, and his speech became even more stuttering. He also used gestures to explain.

Lingyao stopped his leg from rushing out.

"The bus to town has already left."

There's only one bus a day that goes from the village to the town, and at this time, the bus to the town has already left.

The car won't wait for anyone.

Seeing Chen Ping'an's eyes darken the moment he heard the car drive away, Ling Yao patted his hand.

He reassured her, "It's alright, I'll go in and check where they are."

As Lingyao was about to walk inside, Chen Ping'an didn't stop her. After Lingyao took a couple of steps, he followed her and led the way.

When Lingyao went in, she saw the old lady lying on the bed, seemingly unconscious, with a lot of vomit on the floor.

However, the room was very clean, but it had the smell of medicine from long-term use.

After checking and confirming that the person was not in immediate danger, Lingyao went out.

Before leaving, he told Chen Ping'an not to wander off and to stay here to take care of him.

Although Chen Ping'an didn't know what Ling Yao's method was, the reassuring look in Ling Yao's eyes before she left inexplicably gave him a sense of security.

So Chen Ping'an really did as Ling Yao said, staying at home to watch over the old lady and not leaving. He would just occasionally tiptoe to look at the road to see if Ling Yao had returned.

However, he couldn't just sit idly by and wait for his fate. If Lingyao didn't return soon, he would definitely have to go out and find someone to call a car.

Fortunately, Lingyao returned soon.

I still took a car back.

The driver was Jiang Xingwang, a notorious troublemaker in the village.

The vehicle wasn't a four-wheeled bus, but a small, dilapidated tricycle.

But it's better than nothing.

Chen Ping'an kept stammering "thank you," not knowing what else to say.

The three carefully lifted the person into the car, along with the blanket. Since the old man was lying on something soft, they also used a thick coat as a blanket.

Lingyao and Chen Pingan sat in the back of the car.

Chen Ping'an noticed that Ling Yao also had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, so he handed her the small cloth he was using to wipe her sweat. It was a small towel he had made himself from tattered clothes; it wasn't pretty, but it was quite soft.

Moreover, it's clean and hasn't been used yet; it's very clean.

"Thank you, thank you."

[Task progress 5%, task reward 10 yuan cash, life points 1 month.]

How many?

Ten dollars?

Lingyao almost threw away the small piece of fabric.

The newly rich girl, looking pitiful, pleaded: "Honey, ten yuan is already a lot. You're so beautiful every day, and I'm responsible for sending money to support the family and even taking care of your God of Wealth. Don't you even care about me?"

Actually, it's because it's exhausted from consuming energy across so many planes, and it needs to recuperate. Once it's fully recovered, it'll be a hero again!

After all, do you really think the money in these dimensions comes out of thin air? The resources in each dimension are limited, and they are all exchanged one-to-one with the energy it accumulated before.

Ling Yao: "...Possessed by a ghost."

Getting rich overnight may have brought misery, but you're also afraid of being scolded.

So he quickly added, "But don't worry, host baby, I... I anticipated this situation, so I have a backup plan. This world has packed some good stuff for you, just wait and see!"

Hmph, so what if he doesn't have energy? The little prince has 180 different magical artifacts, none of them are the same.

It was allowed to choose and use whatever it wanted, of course, thanks to the host baby...

Lingyao didn't believe her: "Where?"

The newly rich hummed: "The original owner sold it to that Lu Wanying for 20 yuan."

That's a celestial artifact. If someone from the lower realm holds it, they can not only prolong their life but also improve their appearance and make them look ethereal.

Of course, its functions extend beyond this…

However, that thing also recognizes its owner, so although Lu Wanying got it for 20 yuan, she has never really developed the treasure's function.

On the way, Chen Ping'an remained silent, constantly concerned about Old Mrs. Chen's health.