When Jiujiu returned home, Li Anran had already gone to work. Li Anran didn't prepare dinner today, but there was a 100 yuan note on the table.
Walking to the table, there was a note on the 100 yuan note. It said that the 100 yuan was for Jiujiu's pocket money. She had something to do today and didn't cook, so she asked Jiujiu to eat outside.
Li Anran's basic salary wasn't high. It was only 2,500 yuan a month.
Li Anran could get more than 10,000 yuan a month because she risked her life to accompany people to drink.
Both Jiujiu and Li Anran knew that accompanying people to make money was a risky job. However, Li Anran didn't have the ability to make money, so this was her last resort.
Jiujiu picked up the 100 yuan on the table, turned around, and walked out.
She wasn't going to buy food, but she was going to buy some groceries. She could save the money and spend it sparingly.
Jiujiu first went to the market to buy some vegetables, then some noodles. Holding the remaining money in her hand, she prepared to go home and cook.
The house that Li Anran and Jiujiu were living in now was not their previous house.
The previous house had been sold long ago to pay back the money. Now they were living in a cheap house rented by Li Anran in the market near the school.
Although it was cheap, it was particularly crowded and messy.
And because it was too cheap, there were all kinds of people in it. Zhang Anqi used to see the scene of those colorful haired young men walking around with knives in their hands.
It was fine during the day, but when it was night time, it was really chaotic.
Jiujiu carried the things in her hand and quickly passed by the small street. Just as she was about to reach the house, she suddenly heard the muffled sound of fists hitting flesh in the alley behind her.
When Jiujiu walked to the entrance of the alley, she saw a group of boys with colorful hair ganging up on a boy.
Jiujiu just glanced at it and turned to leave.
Shen Xingyu, who was being beaten up by a group of people under his body, heard the sound of footsteps leaving quickly, and a touch of sadness flashed through his heart.
Presumably, even if someone beat him to death here, no one would come to save him.
Just as Shen Xingyu gave up on resisting, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the alley. Then, he heard a girl's childish voice. "It's here. Someone's causing trouble."
There was nothing in the market, but there were a lot of people.
Jiujiu had only taken a few steps when she told a middle-aged man who was in charge of the shop that someone was fighting. The man responded to his call and immediately found a few strong men to follow her in a grandiose manner.
Although the hooligans had weapons in their hands, the brawny men had been working hard since they were young. Their fists were as big as casseroles. Even if they didn't die, they would be crippled. A wise man knew better than to fight when the odds were against him. No matter how much they wanted to hit Shen Xingyu, they all turned and ran.
After the brawny men chased the hooligans away, they quickly left. In an instant, only Jiujiu and Shen Xingyu were left in the dark alley.
Shen Xingyu had been beaten up by the hooligans for more than ten minutes. At this moment, all the bones in his body were hurting badly. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Even if he wanted to talk to Jiujiu, he couldn't open his mouth.
Shen Xingyu thought that it was already a great thing that this little girl could come to save him. She probably wouldn't continue to help him.
Just as Shen Xingyu was struggling to get up from the ground,
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When he got up from the ground, a pair of white and tender hands suddenly reached out from the side of his body. They circled around his chest and helped him sit up against the wall.
After helping Shen Xingyu up, Jiujiu turned and left again.
What surprised Shen Xingyu was that the little girl left, but she came back not long after. She was holding some medicine, a clean towel, and mineral water.
Jiujiu wet the towel with the mineral water and wiped the blood off Shen Xingyu's face bit by bit.
Jiujiu thought that Shen Xingyu, who had fought and caused trouble, would provoke hooligans. Even if he didn't dye his hair, he wouldn't be much different from those hooligans. However, to her surprise, Shen Xingyu was very good-looking.
Even though Shen Xingyu's face was bruised and swollen from the beating, it didn't affect Shen Xingyu's appearance. Instead, it made him look like a prince in trouble, full of decadent beauty.
Looking at Shen Xingyu's face that was bruised and swollen, but still beautiful, Jiujiu sighed silently in her heart. Indeed, some things were bestowed by the heavens.
For example, Shen Xingyu's appearance. Even though he was already so ugly, he still looked handsome. If he debuted as a celebrity, even if he didn't know anything, he would still be popular all over the country.
Although Jiujiu couldn't stop sighing in her heart, her hands didn't stop.
Jiujiu quickly wiped the blood off Shen Xingyu's face. Then, she took out a bottle of iodine and applied it to Shen Xingyu's wounds with a cotton swab.
Shen Xingyu had been beaten up for more than ten minutes. There wasn't a single piece of flesh on his body that wasn't injured. After Jiujiu finished applying the medicine to Shen Xingyu's wounds, half of the bottle of iodine was gone in an instant. Shen Xingyu, who had been like a prince in trouble just a moment ago, now had patches of white, red, and yellow on his face. He looked like a colorful spotted dog.
Seeing Shen Xingyu, who had been like a prince just a moment ago, become a spotted dog, Jiujiu pursed her lips in amusement.
Zhang Anqi was beautiful to begin with. At this moment, when Jiujiu curled the corners of her lips, a cute little dimple appeared on her delicate cheeks. It made her originally gorgeous appearance appear delicate and charming in an instant.
Shen Xingyu wanted to curl the corners of his lips in response to Jiujiu's actions. Unfortunately, his face was covered in wounds. Just a small movement like curling the corners of his lips could affect many small wounds. It hurt so much that Shen Xingyu gasped in pain.
Seeing Shen Xingyu grimace in pain from the twitching corners of his lips, Jiujiu couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips again.
After placing the last band-aid on Shen Xingyu's face, Jiujiu looked at Shen Xingyu and asked, "Can you go back on your own?"
At first, when Jiujiu saw Shen Xingyu covered in blood from the beating, she thought he was going to die. However, when she was treating Shen Xingyu's wounds, she realized that although Shen Xingyu was covered in blood, he had been curled up when he was beaten up. Most of his body was well protected. Aside from some scary bruises, his injuries weren't as serious as they looked.
When he heard Jiujiu's words, Shen Xingyu nodded. After thanking her, he supported himself against the wall and stood up. Then, step by step, he walked out of the alleyway.
Jiujiu followed Shen Xingyu out of the alleyway. After watching Shen Xingyu's figure disappear into the crowd, she picked up the things she bought and went home to cook dinner.
After dinner, thinking that Li Anran would definitely drink when he came back, Jiujiu used the rice cooker to cook millet congee. Then, she started to do her homework.
By the time she finished her homework, it was already past ten in the evening. After Jiujiu boiled some hot water to wash up, she placed two cups of honey water on the dining table and left a note saying that there was millet congee in the rice cooker. Then, she filled the kettle with hot water before going to bed.
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