Red Alert: Calamity Era

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 stall owner's expression was a little bit silent.

"My wife has been pregnant three times, two miscarriages and one dead baby. During the second pregnancy, in order to ensure that the child in his wife’s belly can be born smoothly, I entered the forest and started learning to collect and identify mushrooms, because someone told me Some mushrooms have the effect of strengthening the body, which is of great benefit to my weak wife!"

The stall owner's expression became remorseful, and he said quietly, "But in the end it failed. No matter how many mushrooms I ate, my wife still couldn't get the baby born! This time is the fourth pregnancy!"

This is just a tragedy, one of the tragedies that occur all the time in Qingcheng.

"You say that, are you afraid that I won't buy these mushrooms?"

Talking too much and getting customers to understand too much is unwise for any businessman.

The middle-aged stallholder smiled faintly: "I have been in this business for many years. I can tell at a glance whether customers buy or not, and customers, you, have no demand for my goods! You stop, just for me. I don’t understand the product, I am just curious!"

Li Meng showed a slight interest in the middle-aged stall owner in front of him.

Neither character nor insight can be annoying.

This kind of temperament is rare.

Li Meng thought of his pregnant wife!

For some reason, Li Meng had an impulse in his heart.

The source of this impulse is unknown, it seems to be a secret induction.

That feeling is not clear, very vague.

Because of the impulse in my heart, or perhaps destined, looking at the stall owner, Li Meng said lightly: "If you believe me, you can take me to meet your wife. Your distress, maybe I can You solve it!"

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

Then he pondered, his expression struggling, he hesitated.

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

What if he has bad intentions?

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

but……

This may be a chance. It's the fourth time. He is old and he has no chance for the fifth time.

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

He was still hesitating.

Li Meng turned around to leave.

He has made a choice.

"and many more!"

See Li Meng is about to leave.

The impulse in his heart made him make a decision with gritted teeth.

"I believe you, I will take you to see my wife!"

After speaking, he began to clean up the stall.

It's not troublesome, the so-called floor spread is just a piece of cloth spread on the ground.

In one roll, the stall became a package, which he held on his shoulders.

"Go here, please come with me!"

After speaking, the stall owner squeezed forward in the crowd.

Li Meng followed behind.

His direction is east.

When I left the square, the crowded environment around me suddenly loosened, and two roads entered the city.

Walking on the street, he walked quickly.

Although he made a decision, he was still worried about something.

Same as before, still struggling in my heart.

Following behind, Li Meng could not see his face, but Li Meng could feel it.

His heart is unstable.

Just a poor man struggling on the edge of life.

Worry, caution, these are all necessary.

Even in Qingcheng now, although there is order, there is also danger.

The danger does not come from outside, but from human beings, from within the human life circle.

The so-called law can restrain most people, but it cannot restrain a small number of people.

Although there are few people in that small group, the chances of facing danger are the same for most people.

"We're here, my house is in this apartment building!"

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

Lifting his head slightly, Li Meng looked at the residence in front of him.

Old and damaged.

Darkness is oncoming.

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

The corridors are small, damp, and very quiet.

At the end of the corridor is the entrance and exit of the stairs.

Following the stairs, the two climbed up.

He went all the way to the third floor before he left the stairs.

In the gloomy environment, the two came to a corridor again.

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

"No one?"

When passing by a few doors, Li Meng discovered a situation.

The door was open, there was nothing inside, empty, and obviously no one lived.

Thinking that this building was so quiet along the way, Li Meng understood slightly.

Without saying much, Li Meng followed him quietly.

When he reached the door of a room, he stopped.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He knocked on the door four times.

In the gloomy corridor, knocking on the door echoed.

"Who?"

From inside the room, a deep and hoarse question sounded.

"Weiwei! It's me!"

Putting his head on the door, he responded in a low voice.

There was a movement in the room.

"Crack!"

The door was opened.

Li Meng saw her from the opened door.

She was dressed in a gray dress, her face was a little pale, and her long black hair was draped casually behind her shoulders. That face looked very delicate and pretty.

No wonder he cares so much about his wife, and no wonder he chooses to live in such a bad place.

Sometimes women are too beautiful, which is also a trouble.

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