Chapter 316 Mr. Zhu

"I suddenly remembered a question..."

After digging a mine with Mr. Zhu for a month, in the dark mine, Bai Choufei suddenly looked at Mr. Zhu and said.

"What's the problem?" Mr. Zhu sat nearby and answered with a smile.

"I never knew your name." Bai Choufei frowned and opened his mouth. He didn't mean to express anything, but said this seriously.

Mr. Zhu nodded, and then nodded seriously. This was indeed a question he had never thought about, so he replied, "My surname is Zhu, and my name is Zhu Very."

He hasn't said the name for a long time. When he was a teenager, he was ashamed of the name countless times. In middle age, he worked hard to make others forget the name. In his old age, finally no one remembered the name. When he said the name, he finally no longer felt ashamed, nor Proud, but no feeling...

Bai Choufei heard him speak, and then nodded and said, "My name is Bai Choufei."

Mr. Zhu didn't see any expression he thought he would see, nor did he feel any emotion on Bai Choufei's body. It seemed that it was just the name of a cat and a dog.

"Xiao Bai, don't you feel anything you should have when you hear this name?" Mr. Zhu couldn't help but look at Bai Choufei starting to mine again.

"I think we have enough money to mine." Bai Choufei lowered his head and sighed. He really didn't want to tell Mr. Zhu that there was actually a lot of money in his belt, and even so, he probably wouldn't change anything. No matter how he looked at it, Mr. Zhu didn't look like a person who would do things with other people's money.

Mr. Zhu said with a smile, "I mean, don't you have any feelings about my name?"

Bai Choufei looked up at her and began to mine again.

He obviously said it lazily.

"I am an incompetence man. My grandfather died in the mine, my father's grandfather died in the mine, my grandfather died in the mine, and my father also died in the mine. I thought my life was no different from theirs, but when I was a child, the mine was abandoned and buried deep in the mountains with my father. Mr. Zhu sighed, "My mother and I left the village that was almost not a village. Outside, people made fun of my name everywhere..."

"Mr. Zhu!" Bai Choufei suddenly interrupted him and seriously put away the shovel of mining and said, "The mine here is finished!"

Looking at Bai Choufei's serious and resolute appearance, Mr. Zhu didn't know what was wrong. Of course, he won't understand. Like what he said just now, if he goes on, it is death CG in the eyes of players. The meaning is very simple, that is, a person's message before death.

Bai Choufei doesn't want Mr. Zhu to die at all!

Two people climbed up to the mine and handed over today's share to the watchdog. They walked out of the mining area without saying anything.

"Our money is enough to spend on the road." Bai Choufei had to say, "Don't stay here. The bigger the city, the more people don't believe that we will help."

"That's why we have to do it. Only when we do it and we continue to do it, the city will believe it!" Mr. Zhu said with a smile.

"You are already old!" Bai Choufei's words did not have any pity, but were cold and cruel: "If I didn't help you last time, you couldn't do it anymore. You didn't meet me this time. I'm afraid you've starved to death on the road. When you are old, you have to accept your fate! You can't die on the road you can't do!"

"I'm old, but don't I have you?" Mr. Zhu looked at Bai Chou and smiled, "It's okay for you to continue to do it."

"I don't want to, and I don't want to!" Bai Choufei looked at him seriously and slowly said, "All they want is money! It's just money. They don't care who you are. Even if you help them so much, they won't be better for you than others. In their eyes, you are just a person who gives them very little money. If others give them more money. They will also be grateful to others!"

"Isn't there still you? People like you will help me without asking your name. What I do is meaningful!"

"Of course what you do is meaningful!" Bai Choufei didn't know what to say. He can only follow the old man dejectly, stubborn and stubborn, simple and kind. He is just an old man. When you usually see him, you don't even look at him, but if you really know him, you can't control yourself to follow him and help him.

Mr. Zhu did not tell his story, but drove his carriage all the way to the west with Bai Chou. Further west.

Bai Choufei doesn't know where he is going and doesn't care. If he doesn't meet him, he naturally won't care and won't know. But when he sees it like this, he really can't leave like this.

So he does things that he hasn't thought about before.

When he was in Yangzhou, he carried thousands of taels of silver tickets in his arms, but he had to make up for the dead for a few pieces of money!

It's just that the dead man died so miserably that no one helped him clean it up. And there is no requirement for this job. So Bai Choufei did it.

The wages he got was 300 cents. One or two pieces of silver can be exchanged for a thousand penny...

It takes thirty yuan to buy a so-called cloth doll, and the best cloth doll needs 3,000 taels of silver. And Mr. Zhu promised that the dolls for a family are not the best, but only 30 taels of silver...

I guess no one believes that Bai Choufei, who is chasing all over the world, will make up for the dead in Yangzhou.

I guess no one believes that a person who lives in a shabby house and almost has to check the rags will take seriously what he said to a child on the road.

Bai Choufei is putting on makeup for the dead, because the money given by this job is probably the highest among all the jobs he can find. Mr. Zhu is helping people cook. Even point to the order, what he can get is just the meal for two people. He is old, really old. I'm so old that I can't even find a job. He doesn't want his life, but others don't want his life.

From Yangzhou to Hangzhou. Mr. Zhu, who did not give up, finally learned to make up for the dead. The price is that the thirty taels of silver saved by Bai Xoufei are all lost.

In Mr. Zhu's words, it's just how old I am. I can die at any time and stay with the dead. It's only good for me, not bad.

Bai Choufei can't and can't bear to refuse. He can get used to a taels of 500 catties of wine, mixed with stone rice and hard bitter steamed buns. But it's the same as Mr. Zhu.

When he arrived in Hangzhou, things had not changed. Mr. Zhu, who changed from mining to a makeup artist, began to become a master from an apprentice. He became a makeup artist who brought his apprentice to Hangzhou. Although he only made up for the dead, he really paid a lot of money.

He promised 170 things in Hangzhou, and then it took him four months to complete them all. By the time he finished these 170 things, the two of them were already unknown to Hangzhou. Not because they do what they say, but because they are too close to the dead!

Mr. Zhu finally decided to leave Hangzhou, because no one talked to him anymore. If he hadn't received the invitation post, he would have been on his way to the next city...

The invitation post is for the two of them. There are many people who know the two of them in Hangzhou, but it is estimated that none of them will be invited to the door. Even if they are players, they will run away in a few days.

"Is this family going to die?" Mr. Zhu looked at Bai Choufei and asked with some puzzledness.

"But can the dead know in advance?" Mr. Zhu continued to mutter to himself.

Bai Choufei is making up for two dead people, a man and a woman, hugging them together. But the reason why they died was nothing else, but in each other's hands, there was a dagger that killed each other.

Mr. Zhu, who didn't wait for the answer, threw down the invitation sticker and stood up. He walked to Bai Choufei and sighed, "Now these days, why are the dead people so strange?"

Bai Choufei thought deeply: "It's true!"