Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 193 Escape from the Horror Game (37)

Opposite is a dilapidated and busy market, with vendors selling goods along the street and an endless stream of pedestrians. As you walk deeper into the village along the alley, you will see a dense cluster of low-rise buildings, all of which are low-rent housing for low-income families.

Most of these houses are made of masonry and cement, with roofs covered with dark tiles, and the windows of many of them are badly damaged. Narrow, dark alleys connect these houses, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate the maze of brick walls and roofs.

The light in the alley was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of moisture and mildew. Wires and network lines are tangled like a spider web, making it appear disorganized. These narrow alleys can only accommodate one person. Looking up, you can only see patches of gray roofs and clothes hanging to dry in the wind.

Despite this, for people with a meager income, it can be considered a good place to stay. At least it can protect them from the wind and rain, so as not to sleep on the streets.

The population in this area is extremely dense. As you walk through the narrow alleys, you can meet the eyes of tenants curiously peeking through the cracks in the doors at any time. It was dinner time, and the kitchen windows of every household were wide open, letting out the mouth-watering aroma of food, permeating every corner of the alley.

Children were playing in the limited space, laughing one after another, while the elderly were sitting at the door, quietly observing the hurried footsteps of passers-by.

This simple and authentic atmosphere of the market made Jiang Qiucheng feel deeply at home. Just as she was immersed in this familiarity and tranquility, there was a slight noise suddenly behind her, and someone was climbing up the stairs.

What came next was the voice she was familiar with and the one she relied on the most.

"I'll go home later and pack my things. I have to go out. There are a few fish on the stall I just passed by. They look quite fresh. It's this time and should be cheaper. Acheng hasn't been there lately. If you like that sweet and sour fish, make it for her tonight.”

"I don't know how she has been doing since we were out. Did she eat and sleep well? It's almost time for dinner, and I'm afraid that I will see this girl eating instant noodles when I open the door and go in. , That thing is so unhealthy.”

Hearing this, Jiang Qiucheng couldn't help but snicker. No matter before or now, her mother always worries about her. Obviously she is a big child now, but if she doesn't eat well, she still has to be punished. .

"Oh, don't worry about it. Acheng is such a big girl after all. She can take care of herself. It's not easy for you to go out to play with us sisters, but you are thinking about the children at home all the way. "

"Aren't they all back now? Just go up and take a look and you will know."

……

The person speaking now was Aunt Zhou, a good friend of his mother who also lived next door. From their few words of conversation, Jiang Qiucheng probably understood that he was now back in his freshman year of high school.

A few days ago, at the invitation of her sisters, my mother signed up for a cheap tour group and went out for a few days. My mother was very hesitant before setting off. She felt that traveling by herself was a waste of money. However, after her repeated encouragement, she agreed to go together.

The footsteps behind them were getting closer and closer, and the person talking turned around a corner and walked up. When they saw Jiang Qiucheng standing at the door with his back turned, they were stunned for a moment.

"A-Cheng, what are you doing here? Come in as soon as you get back from school and do your homework. Could it be that you forgot the key?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiucheng turned around and stared at his mother's obviously much younger face in his memory, in a daze.

She didn't say anything, and Yang Linghua thought she was right, and couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

"You really didn't bring the key with you? You need to change your sloppy ways. Fortunately, your mother and I came back in time, otherwise you would have to sleep on the street." "What are you doing standing there stupidly? You didn't see your mother. There are big and small bags in my hands. These are the specialty snacks I brought for you outside. Come up and help carry them."

Under the soft light of the setting sun, the outline of Yang Linghua's figure briefly blurred. Jiang Qiucheng squinted his eyes and stepped forward, taking the bag from his mother's hand.

"Hahahaha, stop lecturing the child. She didn't mean to not bring the key. Just be more careful next time."

"Oh, don't tell me, it's quite tiring to go out."

"Sister Hua, I'm going back first."

Aunt Zhou next door smiled and passed by the two of them. The door opened and closed, and her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Hey, okay, let's make an appointment another day."

Yang Linghua stood there and shouted to the other side, then took out the key and opened the door. A large bunch of keys made a jingling sound when moving. Jiang Qiucheng looked at the dangling keys, and his thoughts began to wander involuntarily. stand up.

"Squeak-"

The old wooden door was pushed open, and when Yang Linghua saw it for the first time, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Oh, I knew that if you were left alone at home, you would definitely make a mess, and I would be busy later!"

Jiang Qiucheng followed her and walked in. When he saw these familiar scenes, he still felt like he was in another world.

The walls in the room are mainly monotonous white, but over time, some of the walls have turned yellow, leaving obvious stains and marks. The floor was covered with cheap gray tiles that looked dull despite being cleaned.

In the center is an old wooden table filled with various items. There were several pencils and black pens of different lengths inserted in a worn-out pen holder, and next to it was a plastic file box with calculation papers scattered in it. In addition, there were a few slightly shriveled apples and a bowl of noodle soup that had become dry and hard.

There was a wooden bed placed in the corner of the room. The color of the sheets and pillows looked old and dim, revealing the traces of time. Next to the bed is a simple wooden wardrobe, with the door half open. There are all kinds of clothes piled messily inside, some of which are worn and some of which are obviously out of date.

On the other side of the corner, there is a small TV set, and the TV cables are randomly tangled together, making it look messy. Next to the TV is a simple wooden coffee table, with a cup of cooled tea and a few recently discarded snack bags placed on it.

It can be seen that this house has not been tidied seriously for several days.

Facing her mother's questioning look, Jiang Qiucheng looked away guiltily. Seeing her look like this, Yang Linghua could only sigh helplessly.

"Okay, let's clean up this house when we get back. Put down your schoolbag and follow me out to buy something."