The time was already early morning.
Huang Xiaolong, carrying his uncle on his back, found his BYD F3 parked on the side of the road.
Then he drove back to Liuzhi District's Flower Lake Street.
Home.
When Huang Xiaolong wasn't at home, Su Xiaoman wouldn't come over, she would just live at the store. However, she would come over every day to help Huang Xiaolong tidy up the room.
"Ah~~~ uncle, you are really heavy~~" Huang Xiaolong carried his uncle home and turned on the light.
He laid his uncle flat on the floor.
Under the light, his uncle's face was as pale as paper, his breathing was weak, almost inaudible.
"Ah~~~ uncle, this time you've suffered, but rest assured, you will completely forget this painful experience...you, from now on stop working, worst-case scenario your nephew will earn money for you to spend~~~"
Huang Xiaolong looked at his uncle and muttered to himself.
Immediately, he sat cross-legged in front of his uncle.