The host of the quick travel holds the poor villain and won't let go

They walked around the street and asked for directions, and finally found the only waste collection station in the town.

The waste collection stations during this period had a much higher status than in later generations, and the station managers who managed them were also regular civil servants.

As soon as Li Luo and Yao Jue entered the door, they saw a middle-aged man reading a newspaper with a palm-leaf fan in his hand.

Li Luo: "Uncle, do you have any waste paper? We don't have enough firewood at home, I want to buy some to start a fire."

The middle-aged man didn't even raise his eyes, but just pointed in a direction with his hand holding the palm-leaf fan.

Li Luo turned his head and whispered to Yao Jue: "Jue, I'm going to find the textbook first."

Yao Jue nodded, "Yeah."

After Li Luo left, Yao Jue's eyes followed Li Luo while looking at the scrap yard.

When he saw a nearly new radio, his eyes lit up.

He squatted down, picked up the radio and looked at it, "How much is this radio?"

The middle-aged man put down the newspaper he was reading, looked at Yao Jue's back and said:

"There are a few parts missing from this radio. It's hard to fix. If you like it, I'll give it to you for two dollars."

Yao Jue: "Can I repair it here?"

The middle-aged man didn't expect him to ask this and raised his eyebrows.

Isn’t this guy afraid that if he repairs it here, he will ask for a higher price?

Yao Jue had of course thought of this. If he really raised the price, the worst that could happen was that he would just restore the radio to its original state.

This radio has been broken for so long and he hasn't fixed it. He definitely doesn't know how to fix it. So even if he really turns against him in the end, Yao Jue won't let himself suffer any loss.

Moreover, the scrap collection station has the most complete range of parts.

Thinking of this, Yao Jue picked up the radio, turned around and looked at the middle-aged man and said:

"If I fix it with the parts here, I'll give you two more."

The middle-aged man, Wu Jiadong, looked at Yao Jue's familiar face and jumped up from his chair excitedly, and the palm leaf fan in his hand fell to the ground.

Young Master...

Wu Jiadong's eyes were moist, full of surprise and excitement.

Yao Jue looked at the man who suddenly became very strange, and stepped back holding the radio.

Did he feel that the money given was too little?

Looking at Wu Jiadong's red eyes, Yao Jue stammered a few times and said slowly:

"How about I give you five bucks if you fix it?"

"No more. If it doesn't work, I don't want it anymore."

As he said this, he pretended to put the radio back in his hand.

Seeing Yao Jue like this, Wu Jiadong knew that he was too excited and made him misunderstand, so he quickly restrained his emotions, his lips trembling slightly, and said kindly:

"Don't get me wrong, I just got a little excited because you look so much like an old friend."

"I'll sell this radio to you for two dollars, whether you can fix it or not."

Then he went back into the house and took out a toolbox, walked up to Yao Jue, and handed it to him.

"The discarded parts in the station are all in the east. You can find them yourself."

Yao Jue took the toolbox, nodded and said, "Thank you."

Wu Jiadong was delighted to see Yao Jue, who was half a head taller than him and so polite.

It seems that the young master has lived a good life in recent years. If the leader knew about this, he would definitely be happier than him.

When Li Luo came back with all the textbooks, Yao Jue was no longer in the yard.

Wu Jiadong, who had just come back from watching Yao Jue repair the radio, looked at Li Luo who was looking around.

"Little girl, where is the boy who came with you?" he said, pointing to the east.

Yao Jue also stood up and waved to Li Luo, "Luoluo, I'm here."

Li Luo walked around the "hill" of waste and saw Yao Jue squatting on the ground, carefully repairing a radio.

She did not make a sound to disturb him, but squatted beside Yao Jue, wiping his sweat from time to time.

Ever since he knew that Yao Jue was most likely the young master he had been looking for for so many years, Wu Jiadong was very excited.

Sometimes I would go to see Yao Jue, sometimes I would go to see Yao Jue.

The more he looked at her, the more he became more certain of his thoughts. These fox eyes were exactly the same as those of his late young mistress!

He rubbed his hands and paced back and forth in the yard, feeling conflicted.

If I go up to him and ask him directly, will the young master be scared?

What if the young master doesn't want to go back with him?

Or, the young master's current adoptive parents are unwilling to let him go...

No, he couldn't act rashly until he came up with a perfect solution.

The most important thing now is to know where the young master lives now.

The little girl who came with the young master looks very innocent, you can go and ask her yourself.

Thinking of this, Wu Jiadong pretended to take a walk and strolled towards where Yao Jue and Li Luo were.

But this time, before he reached the place, Li Luo stopped him and said, "Let me talk for a moment."

Wu Jiadong looked at the calm little girl in front of him, his eyes darkened.

It seems that this little girl has noticed something...

If Li Luo knew what he was thinking, she would definitely roll her eyes at him.

Just from the way he was doing it now and then,

The look in Yao Jue's eyes was full of surprise and kindness, it was so obvious that it was hard for her not to notice.

So Li Luo was certain that this man must know Yao Jue's background.

Wu Jiadong followed Li Luo out of the yard.

When Wu Jiadong confirmed that there was no one else around and it was safe, he was about to speak when Li Luo spoke first:

"You are from Jing City." This sentence was not a question, but a confirmation.

Hearing Li Luo's confident tone, Wu Jiadong was startled.

He was wrong. This girl was not as innocent as she looked...

Li Luo noticed that the man in front of her had suddenly become more aggressive. She curled her lips indifferently and continued:

"So, you were the ones who left Jue to fend for himself in the mountains and streams?"

Ajue...

Stream Mountain…

Wu Jiadong's black eyes flickered slightly. The clue was indeed lost in Xishan, and the young master was indeed called Yao Jue.

So the young master was indeed saved by this little girl, so even if she had ulterior motives, she was still their savior!

Wu Jiadong immediately bowed to Li Luo sincerely.

"Little girl, don't get me wrong. When the young master and the young mistress were being hunted by the Song family faction, they had no choice but to abandon the young master in order to protect him."

"The old leader also sent people to look for them afterwards, but they only found the bodies of the young master and the young mistress, and the young master was never found."

"The old commander never believed that the young master was dead, so he left me here to continue looking for the young master..."

Li Luo, who originally just wanted to trick him, after listening to his story, roughly understood Yao Jue's life experience in this world.

Li Luo: "I believe you."

"Then when are you going to tell him about Jue's life experience?"

Wu Jiadong looked embarrassed, "This...if I rashly tell the young master about his life experience, he might resist."

"How about...little girl, please help me talk to him. I think you two have a good relationship."

Wu Jiadong originally thought that Li Luo would refuse, but he didn't expect that Li Luo nodded as soon as he finished speaking.

"it is good."