Inferior pampering

Chapter 94

　　"Sorry, I was too talkative."

　　He can't coax people, so he can only take out more candy from his pocket and give it to the little boy.

　　The boy couldn't bear to eat any of them, so he put them in the breast pocket of his suspenders, and patted them happily: "Grandma likes sweets. If she eats them, she will be cured."

　　Ji Tingyu felt sad and sighed silently.

　　Looking up, she saw Rosalin on the opposite side of the port, breaking out from a group of peddlers, and trotting over.

　　"Boss, hurry up and get one! It's still hot."

　　She was carrying seven or eight bags of breakfast in one hand, and a steaming fried dough stick in her mouth, which made a crunchy sound when she bit into it, and the crumbs stuck to her chin.

　　"Hey? Where did you get the kid from?"

　　The beautiful snake looked at the little boy, and the boy quickly retracted his shoeless feet after seeing her, lowered his head, but his eyes were like a snake letter, lingering greedily on her delicate ankles.

　　"Bumped."

　　Ji Tingyu reached out to help her wipe off the scum of fried dough sticks on her chin, and Rosalin was so moved that she burst into tears: "Boss, you really treat me—"

　　Before the word "good" came out, Ji Tingyu turned his hand and wiped the scum on her new jacket.

　　"...Are you playing paste and copy here?"

　　"I'm just telling you that no matter what the process is, everything has its destined ending." For example, if you don't wipe it off, this scum will eventually fall on you.

　　"Yes, yes, thank you for your advice."

　　Rosalin rolled her eyes, turned her mouth so that she could catch the sesame oil bottle, and threw the fried dough sticks to him. She sat down on the wooden stake and shouted to the boat: "Come down for breakfast!"

　　"I'm here, I'm here! What did you buy!"

　　Meng Fan smelled it like a puppy, Desert Qing and the other team members who were used to eating high-end seafood.

　　Ji Tingyu gave his breakfast to the boy sitting beside him, and asked him softly, "Are you a little bear? Are you an adult? Which hospital is grandma in now? Is the medical bill enough?"

　　Rosalin snorted at him after hearing this: What's the matter?

　　Before Ji Tingyu answered, the boy let go of his mouth biting the straw, and confessed timidly.

　　"My body is a sloth bear. I am 17 this year. My grandmother is being treated at the Sandia Hospital in the next port. My neighbors helped me raise some medical expenses, but my uncles and aunts have a hard life, and they don't have much money, which is not enough for surgery. I just... sold everything I could sell at home..."

　　He said and hid his dirty feet deeper.

　　Ji Tingyu lowered his head and took a quick glance, and found that although the insteps and toes of his feet were stained with discolored clods of dust, the soles of his feet were not chapped by the wind and sun all year round. Instead, they were well maintained and might be included in his list of sellables. In the list of things, his leather shoes are also included.

　　Then there were clothes, iron pots, tube after tube of blood drawn from his arms, and finally himself.

　　Sloth bears are very popular in the local black industry chain. Because of their high IQ and easy domestication, irregular circuses often buy underage children who are actually sloth bears on the black market, and pretend to be wild sloth bears to perform for the circus.

　　The boy said before that the man named Wende wanted to arrest him and sell him, probably because of this. After all, the boy is already 17, and it will not be easy to sell if he is older.

　　"How is grandma doing now? How much is the medical bill?" Ji Tingyu took out his wallet, took out all the cash in it and handed it to Little Bear.

　　Little Bear shook his head and said no.

　　"I didn't give it to you."

　　Afraid of hurting his self-esteem, Ji Tingyu explained: "You can apply for help from the Minor Protection Association for your situation, and the organization will allocate funds to you at that time, and I am a member of the organization, which is equivalent to handing over the donation to you in advance for emergency. "

　　Little Bear tilted his head, his zombie-like out-of-focus eyes stared at Ji Tingyu motionlessly.

　　Two seconds later, he stretched out his head and cried out twice as docilely as if begging to be touched.

　　This is sloth bear's gesture of favor.

　　"Brother, you are the best person in the world, I wish I could meet you sooner."

　　Ji Tingyu's heart tightened, "Grandma..."

　　"I can't keep it anymore."

　　The little bear choked up a little, lowered his head and wiped his eyes, and the big drops of water hit the stake.

　　"She vomited a lot of blood and spent all the family's money. The doctor said she was too old to be rescued. Last night, last night, the doctor told me...let me stay with her for the last time, which is today. "

　　The team members sighed after hearing this, and they all put down their breakfast and looked sideways at him. The team that takes security and saving people as its mission always has an innate pity for this poor little guy.

　　"Then does your grandma have any wish?" Meng Fan asked him, "We will stay for a long time and we can help her realize it."

　　"Leave all this aside, the key is that Wende." Rosalind said, "Let's file a case with the local police. I'm really afraid that crazy bastard will betray him."

　　Ji Tingyu remained silent, staring at the floor in silence for a while.

　　Suddenly remembered something and raised his head, raised his chin: "Rosalin, go get a towel."

　　"Yes." The beautiful snake jumped up, flicked its tail and hung upside down on the ship's side, flung itself up like a spring, and then a white towel flew off the ship.

　　Ji Tingyu reached out to catch it and handed it to Little Bear.

　　"Wipe your feet first. It's covered with moss and mud. It didn't rain last night. Did you go to the woods? You're in such a mess."

　　"Go, I went to Mount Yi'er, where there is a kind of mushroom that my grandma likes."

　　Ji Tingyu said "hmm" and asked casually, "What kind of mushroom, is it delicious? I also like to eat mushrooms."

　　"It's delicious, but you have to handle it properly or you will be poisoned. That mushroom should be called Jianshouqing in my brother's country."

　　"Okay, I remember, which mountain is there? Please point me to it."

　　Hearing this, Little Bear turned around and pointed to a north-northwest direction without hesitation: "It's right there. Brother, remember to wear a raincoat if you want to go. The mountains are very foggy."