My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1374

Henry saw that Sackcloth Visitor's face covered with scars was calm, but there were many complicated emotions in the bottom of his eyes.

The food stall in front of the pockmark was kicked over. The woman turned her head and strode away. A fifteen- or- sixteen- year- old girl was dragged away by the woman.

After the woman left, another three young men staggering to the stall. They squatted down and looked at the leaves scattered all over the ground. One of them in a vest, sneered and said, "Old thing, aren't your vegetables fresh? Are you here to ruin my reputation? How can I survive in the future? Hurry up and compensate me with two or three thousand yuan, or get out of here."

Sackcloth Visitor looked at the vegetables on the ground and said calmly, "My vegetables are very good. They just fell to the ground and..."

Pa!

Before the Sackcloth Visitor could finish his words, the young man suddenly slapped him on the face.

Sackcloth Visitor was now just an ordinary person. He fell to the ground after being slapped by the strong young man.

"Pah!" The young man spat out a mouthful of saliva. "Old thing, if I say your food is bad, then it is bad. Give me the money. Do you hear me?"

Sackcloth Visitor shook his head slightly. "There's no problem with my vegetables."

"You are still being stubborn?" The young man raised his eyebrows, waved his arms, and once again slapped toward Sackcloth Visitor.

"That's enough. You can't lay your hands on an old man like that."

Henry's voice sounded. He grabbed the young man's wrist and threw out three thousand yuan. "Here is the money. Don't make trouble. Go away."

The young man was going to swear, but as soon as he saw Henry throwing the money, he didn't say a word, picked up the money, and left.

Henry was too lazy to argue with these young people. There was one more thing. If he had dealt with these young people now, what would happen after he left? The one who was unlucky was Sackcloth Visitor.

When Sackcloth Visitor saw Henry, his expression did not change much.

Henry bent down and helped Sackcloth Visitor to clean up the mess.

"Why did you come to see me?" Sackcloth Visitor was not surprised that Henry would look for him. He was just an ordinary person now. It could be said that if Henry wanted to find him, his every move could not escape Henry's eyes.

"I'm going to a place, and I may not be able to come back. I drop by to see you." Henry lifted the vegetable shelf, which had been kicked over and then said, "It seems that you don't have a good time. Let's find a place to have a talk."

"Okay, but I have to clean up the stall first." Sackcloth Visitor replied.

Half an hour later, Henry pushed a little cart with vegetables on it and came to a simple mud house. This type of house appeared twenty years ago. Now, it was rare to see such a house. The house was small, and there was no electricity inside, so people had to use kerosene lamps. A bed made of wood occupied most of the space. The bamboo hat of Sackcloth Visitor was placed on the bedside.

Although the house was small and worn out, it was clean and spotless.

Sackcloth Visitor carefully locked the door, even though this door could not prevent people from entering. "Let's go. You can buy me a drink. I don't have much spare money."

"Okay." Henry shrugged his shoulders.

Henry and Sackcloth Visitor went to an ordinary stall and asked for two bottles of white wine.

"Although it's not as good as yours, just drink it." Henry poured the wine for Sackcloth Visitor.

Sackcloth Visitor showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and then raised his glass.

After the two of them clinked their glasses, they drank it off.