Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 243 Inhuman Refugees!

Oops!

Could it be that even this last bit of hope must be shattered before her eyes? !

Yang Jiayin was very anxious, hurriedly took out the clothes in the bag, and began to rummage in the bag.

But even if the baggage was turned over, there was no trace of money inside!
Along the way, she kept the burden tightly around her waist, even when she was taking pancakes and adding clothes, she was extremely careful, and never spilled money.

How could it be missing now? !
After thinking about it, except for the group of inhuman refugees, Yang Jiayin really couldn't think of who did it!
I can take the pancakes in her bag while she is asleep.

It's hard to guarantee that she won't take advantage of her not paying attention, and then walk away with all her money!
Thinking of this, Yang Jiayin stomped her feet angrily.

Fortunately, she has always treated them wholeheartedly. It was fine for them to stab her in the heart again and again, but they actually stole her life-saving money!
I really don't know how these people's hearts can be so cruel!
The family suffered a catastrophe, shouldn't they empathize with her situation and help each other?

It's so inhumane!

Right now, the last chance to negotiate has also been lost...

Seeing the closed door in front of her, Yang Jiayin couldn't help but her eyes turned red and her heart was cold, so she had no choice but to continue on the road helplessly.

After walking not far, I heard a little girl shouting from behind, "Sister, wait a minute."

Yang Jiayin stopped and looked back.

It was the little girl who was being held by the middle-aged woman just now.

At this moment, the little girl ran up out of breath, raised her red face, and said to her in a childlike voice, "Sister, grandma said that it is too dangerous for you to travel to a girl's house, so let you rest at my house for one night. Let's go tomorrow."

"really?!"

Yang Jiayin was overjoyed, and couldn't help but squat down, tugged at the little girl's two cute braids, and asked excitedly, "Your grandma, do you really want me to stay and rest for a night before leaving?"

The little girl nodded, took Yang Jiayin's hand with her chubby little hand, and walked back.

There are still many good people in this world.

Yang Jiayin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Returning to the position just now, the shepherd dog saw Yang Jiayin coming, and started barking again.

"Shut up! It's so noisy!"

There was a middle-aged woman's scolding sound from inside, and the shepherd dog stopped barking immediately, and stared at Yang Jiayin dangerously, as if watching prey.

The middle-aged woman came out with half a basin of sewage in her hand, poured it on the snow in front of the door, and said to Yang Jiayin expressionlessly, "It's freezing outside, come in and warm yourself by the fire."

Only then did Yang Jiayin believe that she could really stay overnight.

At night, it was still snowing outside.

Yang Jiayin lay on the wooden bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Her hands were sore and itchy, so uncomfortable that she wanted to chop them off.

The white snow light shone in from the window paper, Yang Jiayin simply sat up from the bed, put on her clothes, and looked at her hands under the snow light.

Both hands were red and swollen, with deep cracks all over the hands, tender red flesh rolled out, and even traces of blood flowed out, the itching was unbearable and the pain was unbearable at the same time, it looked even more terrifying.

In the past half a month, these hands were really useless in the snow.

Yang Jiayin exhaled into her hands in discomfort.

But when she encountered the heat, her hands itched unbearably, and she couldn't help but hum.

(End of this chapter)