Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild

"Stop! Brat, stop!"

Because Lu Sheng was walking in the front, he was bumped into by the little figure and staggered.

Fortunately, Chu Sihan was quick anyway, and directly took her into his arms, which saved him from falling.

As soon as she stood still, the small figure was grabbed by several big men chasing after her.

"Let go of me! Let go!"

Lu Sheng took a closer look, only to realize that it was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy who bumped into her.

He was holding two steamed buns in his arms, and at the moment his collar was being grabbed by two big men.

"Stinky boy, you dare to rob food without paying for it, what about your adults?"

A bald man chased after him panting, with his hands on his knees, staring at the boy and asking.

Lu Sheng glanced at it, and was about to ask about the situation, when there was a sudden movement in the spirit raising talisman.

She took out the spirit raising talisman suspiciously, and suddenly heard Jia Zheng say: "Master, hurry up, let this subordinate out!"

Lu Sheng released him suspiciously, and just as Jia Zheng landed, he grabbed the struggling boy.

The boy raised his head suddenly, and was stunned when he saw Jia Zheng, then frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Yes, who are you?" The bald head also asked.

Jia Zheng didn't reply to the words of the two, but asked the bald head, "How much does he owe you?"

The bald man rolled his eyes, raised his jaw and said, "Three hundred yuan."

The boy was immediately unhappy when he heard this, "Where are there so many? Just three buns!"

The bald head snorted coldly, "I don't care, I said three hundred and three hundred."

"Give."

Jia Zheng took out three hundred yuan Ming coins and stuffed them directly into the bald head's arms.

After the bald man got the money, he didn't stay any longer, and led the person away.

"who are you?"

The boy took two steps back and asked Jia Zheng again.

"Is your surname Jia? Jia Li?" Jia Zheng asked.

"How do you know?" The boy scratched his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Jia Zheng sighed softly, "I am Jia Zheng."

"Jia Zheng?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then stared suddenly, "You are Jia Zheng?!"

He looked Jia Zheng up and down for a while, and said in surprise, "You've grown so big?"

"what happened?"

Lu Sheng tapped Jia Zheng's shoulder and asked curiously.

Jia Zheng explained: "This is my brother. He drowned and died when he was twelve years old. I remember him, but he doesn't remember me."

"people?"

Jia Li glanced at Lu Sheng and muttered, "How can people come here?"

"Brother, haven't our parents cooked anything for you all these years? Why are you stealing food from others?"

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Li, who was dressed in rags and was holding two buns in his arms, and asked with a frown.

Jia Li sighed softly, curled his lips and said, "What are you burning? Parents have already been reincarnated."

Jia Zheng was taken aback for a moment before realizing that it has been a hundred years since his car accident.

"My parents are reincarnated, why are you still here?" Jia Zheng asked.

Jia Li shrugged, disapprovingly said: "I was cut in line."

"What?" Jia Zheng frowned, "Doesn't this hell care about that?"

"Cut~"

Jia Li snorted lightly, "I stayed here voluntarily. The man bought my place and gave me a lot of money, but all the money was stolen."

Jia Zheng: "...you have no family or reason here, what are you doing here?"

"I think it's very fun here. I thought that if I had money, I could live a good life. How did I know that the money was robbed as soon as I got it?"

Thinking of those money, Jia Li's face hurts.

In the past, when his parents were around, someone would burn money for him.

Now, both old people have been reincarnated, and he never received any money.