Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Wu Dali was rummaging through the garbage with his head down. He had a large sack in his hand, which was already half full. It seemed that he had made a good harvest.

Plastic, iron, aluminum, copper, cardboard, old newspapers, etc. can all be sold for money, but the garbage thrown outside is basically newspapers and cardboard boxes, plastics, iron, aluminum, copper, etc., which no one is willing to throw away.

Xia Qingqing and Zhuang Hongye huddled in a corner, observing Wu Dali's actions.

They didn't dare to get too close. Wu Dali was very alert and killed people without blinking an eye. He also carried a boning knife with him and was not to be trifled with.

"I found a problem."

Zhuang Hongye suddenly said something seriously.

"what?"

“There is a future in picking up trash.”

Zhuang Hongye's tone was very serious. She really felt that picking up garbage contained huge business opportunities. If she handled it well, getting rich quickly was not a dream.

"It's a promising future and I can make a lot of money!"

Xia Qingqing answered very seriously. Collecting waste paper was one of her business plans.

But not in Shanghai, but in Hong Kong and abroad.

When she was in prison in her previous life, she read about the rise of a strong woman in the newspaper. She made her fortune by collecting waste paper and earned hundreds of billions. Xia Qingqing did not want to miss this business opportunity.

However, she would have to wait until at least next year to go to Hong Kong City, as she wanted to visit the Xia family.

Zhuang Hongye glanced at her and asked, "You want to pick up trash?"

"Well, next year we will go to Gangcheng to collect waste paper, and when we make money we will go to England to buy a manor!" Xia Qingqing said proudly.

"it is good!"

Zhuang Hongye smiled faintly, but said in her heart that as long as she could live until next year, she would definitely go.

Wu Dali suddenly raised his head and looked towards them, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

Xia Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and she quickly looked away. What a coincidence, He Qianghua's wife Shi Hongxia was carrying a basket of vegetables and walking towards Wu Dali.

Xia Qingqing suddenly had an idea. She reached into her bag, took out a silver bracelet from the space and put it on. She suddenly pulled off her sandals in anger and said coquettishly, "The shoes he gave me are all broken. I don't want them anymore!"

She even stomped her feet, just like a little girl who was arguing with her boyfriend.

"These shoes are in good condition, how could they be broken?" Zhuang Hongye advised.

"Squeeze your feet, throw them away, I'd rather go barefoot!"

Xia Qingqing threw the sandals in her hand away, right between Shi Hongxia and Wu Dali.

The two men were now about a meter apart, with the sandal lying between them.

Along with the sandals, there was also a delicate silver bracelet that rolled out and then lay quietly next to the sandals.

The shiny silver bracelet, sparkling in the sun, attracted Shi Hongxia's attention.

She had no interest in the sandals, but the silver bracelet looked valuable.

Shi Hongxia looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her side, so she bent down to pick it up.

A black hand was faster than hers and quickly picked up the silver bracelet and the sandals. It was Wu Dali.

"This bracelet is mine, give it back to me!" Shi Hongxia said arrogantly.

Wu Dali gave her a cold look and walked away with the sack.

"Damned beggar, return my bracelet to me, or I'll take revenge..."

Shi Hongxia chased and cursed at the same time, but she was interrupted by Xia Qingqing before she could say anything about reporting to the police.

"Auntie, have you seen my bracelet and a white sandal?"

Xia Qingqing raised one foot and hopped over, looking anxious.

"Look, that beggar picked it up!"

Shi Hongxia pointed at Wu Dali in front of her, hoping that Xia Qingqing would go and ask for it. If she didn't get the advantage, no one else would be able to do so.

Xia Qingqing took a look, hesitated, and whispered to Zhuang Hongye: "I don't dare to ask. He doesn't look like a normal person. What if he hits me?"

"I told you not to throw it away, but you insisted. Now, both your bracelets and sandals are gone!"

Zhuang Hongye said unhappily.

"I'm so angry. Who told him not to call me? It's been a whole day!"

Xia Qingqing twisted her body, revealing her delicate little girl look.

Wu Dali in front of him curled his lips in sarcasm. As a city girl who had never suffered, he felt relieved and left in a very good mood.

This silver bracelet can be sold for a lot of money. It can provide him with food and drink for ten days without having to go out.

After Wu Dali walked away, Xia Qingqing said angrily, "I should have asked. That bracelet cost a lot of money!"

"Forget it. That guy doesn't look right. He might be mentally ill. There's a man in my hometown who is similar to him. His wife had an affair with someone else, and the three children they gave birth to are not his. The man was mad and his mental state is the same as that beggar just now."

Zhuang Hongye's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for Shi Hongxia next to her to hear.

Shi Hongxia curled her lips and looked at the two of them with disdain, saying that they were two useless girls who didn't even dare to take her own things.

But what these two girls said is right. The beggar looks like a coward. His wife must be having an affair outside and the children they gave birth to are all bastards. He deserves it!

Shi Hongxia's thoughts were unconsciously led astray, and she had such a concept in her subconscious mind that the next time she saw Wu Dali, she would think of the words "mistress" and "bastard".

After Shi Hongxia left, Xia Qingqing and Zhuang Hongye smiled at each other.

Next time when Shi Hongxia and Wu Dali are arranged to meet, the conflict will gradually intensify.

However, Xia Qingqing was devastated to discover that her sandals were really gone.

Going barefoot was out of the question, so I had to buy a new pair of sandals, but luckily there was a store nearby.

On the way home, Zhuang Hongye analyzed: "The money from a silver bracelet is enough for Wu Dali to live for ten days. He should not come out during these ten days."

"There are still fifteen days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. We need to hurry."

"Thank you, Qingqing!"

Zhuang Hongye suddenly thanked her. This matter originally had nothing to do with Xia Qingqing. It was her grudge, but now Qingqing was dragged into it.

"Why are you thanking me? If you're polite, I won't help you."

Xia Qingqing rolled her eyes.

"Well, I won't talk about it anymore."

Zhuang Hongye's heart, which had been cold for a long time, became warm. She was reluctant to die now. She wanted to live well because she had friends and was not alone anymore.

“Begonia cake!”

Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up. She saw a roadside snack stand selling crabapple cakes and immediately stopped the car to buy some.

"Ten of them!"

Xia Qingqing took out a dollar and the crabapple cakes were ten cents each.

The stall owner wrapped eight of them in newspaper, and then took Xiao Zhang's newspaper and wrapped one for each of them to eat.

The mold is shaped like a crabapple flower, so it is called crabapple cake

Finished product

Xia Qingqing took a bite. The glossy and dense red bean paste mixed with the soft and chewy dough had a caramel flavor. It was fragrant and sweet, and one bite made people feel full of happiness.

"It's delicious. My mother bought me crabapple cake the day I arrived in Shanghai."

Zhuang Hongye took a bite and looked longing. She missed her mother again.

"I'll buy it for you later!"

Xia Qingqing patted her chest and made the promise.

Zhuang Hongye was amused and said angrily, "I'm older than you, you should call me sister."

When she first came home, Xia Qingqing always called her "sister". She thought she was really older than her, but it turned out that this girl was two years younger than her and always acted like she was older.

"I have lived in my dream for more than thirty years!"

Xia Qingqing finished eating the remaining half of the Begonia cake, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, got on her bike, and took Zhuang Hongye home.

Zuo Yang was waiting for them at home. Song Chunlan was very nervous and didn't dare to say a word, for fear of saying something wrong and causing trouble for Xia Qingqing.