Ajun took out a small note from his pocket. Lin Xue saw 11 numbers written on it. Ajun pressed the numbers on the note and pressed it on his phone: "Hey, hello, are you Uncle Li?"

Lin Xue leaned her ear close to Ajun holding her phone's left hand, and heard a slightly weak man's voice coming from inside: "Yes, my surname is Li, who are you? How do you know my mobile phone number?"

Ajun habitually raised a smile: "I am Ji Mingshan's son. I am standing at the door of the Future Flower Bar. Can you please come out and talk to me? I want to ask you if I have something to do."

After the man on the phone paused for a moment, he finally said, "Oh, it turns out that you are Shanshan's son, then you can wait for me outside."

Ajun: "Uncle Li, don't be anxious, take your time, I'll wait for you outside."

The man on the phone replied: "Well, yes, yes, yes..." He quickly hung up the phone.

Ajun put his cell phone into his pants pocket. Lin Xue heard the sound of an elderly person coughing behind her. She turned her head and looked at the old man walking not far away.

It was a short hunchbacked old woman with long gray hair tied into a bun by her. Two retro-shaped silver hairpins were included in the bun. She was wearing a purple floral shirt and a pair of loose gray-white trousers on her legs. The shirt was very rustic and was a style that the elderly like to wear.

The old woman suddenly stopped coughing. She made a strange sound from her throat: "Cough...ka...ka...ka...cough..." Lin Xue knew something was wrong when she saw the old woman's expression. She suddenly recalled when she was in junior high school, and seemed to have heard the biology teacher say this: Please don't spit on the random outside. If you spit the phlegm on the ground while walking outside, the wind will quickly spread the phlegm to the rice...

Lin Xue racked her brains to recall the passage that the biology teacher said, but her memory was like someone else stolen. She could not recall how many meters the wind spread the phlegm? How many bacteria, bacteria, and viruses are there in this phlegm?

Lin Xue only remembered that after she heard the biology teacher say this, she never spitted anywhere again.

At that time, Lin Xue felt this: I don’t care whether it is civilized or not. It’s mainly because it’s always a bit bad to spit out that disgusting thing on the ground.

A pink thing suddenly penetrated the old woman's feet, and Lin Xue was really shocked by its appearance.

The old woman was still accumulating enough phlegm, and Lin Xue felt that she must want to spit out a large mouthful of phlegm at one time.

The pink monster had a flat body, very similar to a catfish. It had eight beards and a pair of eyes that were light green. The old woman opened her mouth and was about to spit out the thick phlegm from her mouth.

The monster quickly cracked a huge fish mouth, and Lin Xue saw that it had two rows of sharp and bright blue teeth in its mouth, and the two rows of teeth were shining with a terrifying luster.

Lin Xue looked at the monster and felt that it was exactly the same as the Egyptian bearded catfish!

Egyptian bearded catfish native to the Nile River in Africa. They have flat bodies and tubular bodies. They grow very fast and have a very large size. The fierce Egyptian bearded catfish can even grow to dozens or hundreds of kilograms. This kind of fish has the habit of eating garbage!

Lin Xue carefully looked at the monster not far away and finally found that it was different from the Egyptian bearded catfish. Under its fish head, two small pink hands, like babies, grew up. The two hands kept waving in the direction of the old woman. Its lower body was pressed to the ground, and its upper body stood up. The pink fish back was covered with many dark blue spots. Lin Xue felt that its light green fish eyes were very similar to the steamed fish eyes she had eaten when she was a child. The steamed fish eyes would turn into a small white ball, lifeless and without a trace of life's agility.

At this moment, the monster stared at a pair of dead fish eyes that were five or six times larger than ordinary fish eyes, and looked at the old woman's open lips.

The old man's body was already going downhill, and she was obviously inactive. A mouthful of phlegm stuck in her throat and could not be spit out quickly. The old woman held the crutch tightly in her right hand. Lin Xue felt that her hunchback looked very much like a deformed hill, and the grave had an unhealthy curve. She trembled and finally spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

This monster, which was thick and yellow, as big as an adult native dog, used its lower body to bounce its upper body. It also raised its two small hands to try to catch the disgusting thick phlegm with its palms. A pair of huge fish mouths struggled to catch the thick phlegm.

Its fish mouth moved a few strangely. Lin Xue knew that it had swallowed the phlegm. She began to suspect that this monster was actually a catfish spirit!

But she felt something was wrong, and always felt that something was not matched.

The monster turned his head and looked at Lin Xue and Ajun.

After receiving its gaze, Lin Xue moved her eyes to the distance and pretended to be looking at the scenery.

She found out from the corner of her eyes that the monster was following the old woman, one by one, one by one, and one by one, slowly heading towards the other end of the road.

When Ajun saw Lin Xue's eyes following the old woman, he stretched out his right hand and shook it in front of Lin Xue's eyes: "Lin Xue, what are you looking at? You have been staring at the old woman since just now. Is there anything good about the old woman? Or do you think she is pitiful?"

Lin Xue shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I just think her hair is pretty good-looking."

After hearing this, Ajun laughed: "Haha, you are still different from other girls. I think the hairstyle that the old lady combed is relatively old-fashioned, but if you want to get that hairstyle in the future, it will definitely look thousands of times better than her."

Lin Xue did not look at Ajun: "But I don't know what hairstyle I have, and I'm so tired of getting a bun with hair hair."

Ajun: "I won't be too tired. This hairstyle looks very simple at first glance. I'll help you with it in the future?"

Lin Xue looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Can you do it?"

Ajun said proudly: "Don't underestimate me. When I was a child, my mother was often forced to comb her hair. Until now, I still often comb her hair. There are many hairstyles that she doesn't know how to make."

Lin Xue smiled slightly and said, "Oh, then you are very awesome. You found those hairstyles on it?"

Ajun: "That's right, if you have any hairstyles you want to get in the future, you can come to me for your help."

Lin Xue rejected his kindness: "I always think that those girls who can braid their hair and make them look good, so I can't do it anymore. As long as I comb a simple ponytail in front of the dressing table, I will be so tired that my hands are sore. Even if someone helps me get my hair, I have to wait a long time. I don't want to waste my time on such meaningless things. As for hair, it's just simple, and there's no need to make it so complicated. It's quick to comb my hair and it's quick to remove my hair."

Ajun said a little disappointedly: "But you only need to give me 5 to 7 minutes to help you get a simple and beautiful hairstyle, and it will take less than a minute when you take off your hair..."

Lin Xue thought he was quite funny: "You don't think about it either. You are not my neighbor. You can't come to my house to comb my hair every morning. I don't think it's necessary. Please come to my house to help me with the style."

Ajun's eyes lit up: "Why would I rent a house next to your house so that I can comb your hair every day."

Lin Xue was speechless at him. She thought for a while before saying, "My home is far away from Y Gao. If you rent a house in my house, it is not convenient to go to Y Gao. This way, if I have any important occasions in the future and need to get a good hairstyle, I will definitely call you and ask you to come to my house to help me."

Ajun's pair of peach blossom eyes were laughed into a beautiful curve: "Okay, just say it's a matter of course!!!"

The sound of the key unlocking came from the glass door behind the two.

Lin Xue kept thinking in her heart: Why didn’t Uncle Li come to open the door for so long? Did he think about it for a long time in the bar and then he was unwilling to come out to open the door?

The two looked at Uncle Li in the glass door together. Lin Xue felt that it was a bit inappropriate for Ajun to call him Uncle Li on the phone because his hair had turned silvery white, his figure was thin, his face was covered with age spots and wrinkles, and his eyes were very turbid.

Lin Xue felt that Ajun should call him Grandpa Li. Grandpa Li was sitting in a wheelchair. He took off the long red lock with his thin hands and threw it next to the glass door.

The two did not want an elderly man with limited mobility to push open the glass door. They pulled the two glass doors out from left to right.

They greeted the old man in the wheelchair almost at the same time: "Uncle Li!"

Ajun and Lin Xue looked at each other, then turned their eyes to the old man sitting in a wheelchair. The old man's mental state was obviously not good, with gray-white eyebrows frowned together, and there were some thin red bloodshots on the whites of his eyes.

Lin Xue finally understood why he had been out and opened the door so long. She thought to herself: When Ajun called him just now, he must have been sleeping and moved from bed to wheelchair. He must have taken a lot of time. In which room in the bar did this old man slowly push the wheelchair out?

Although she knew it was very impolite to turn her eyes to the old man's lower body like this, Lin Xue could not control her eyes. She saw the old man wearing a yellow white short-sleeved shirt, a pair of blue sweatpants that had been washed and discolored, and a pair of dissuasive plastic black slippers on her feet.

Lin Xue secretly felt fortunate for him: Fortunately, he is not a disabled person, he may just walk in a wheelchair with his legs and lack of mobility.

After the old man heard their greetings to him, he nodded expressionlessly, looked at Ajun and said, "I had seen you when you were one year old. At that time, your mother was carrying you here to find someone."
Chapter completed!