wife's choice

Chapter 1582 Refugee Cave!
According to the route in memory, I sent the proprietress there, but on the way the proprietress faltered and told me to turn around and gave me an address.

Looking at the address, I was a little confused, does Jinlan have such a place?I do not know how!
Has Jinlan developed rapidly this year?

I couldn't help being a little puzzled. Under the guidance of the proprietress, I turned around and walked farther and farther. I felt that I had already left Jinlan and was almost in the next city. I finally found the address she mentioned.
It is a place in the suburbs of Jinlan that can no longer be suburbs. If the proprietress hadn't guided me along the way, I would have doubted whether I had driven into the wilderness.

But is it really a place for people to live here?
There is not even a street light along the way, and there are insects and dogs barking all around. The road is also full of potholes. There is not even a decent concrete road, and it is still a mud road.I feel that it is difficult to get in even with a car, and the electric two-wheeler is quite convenient.

I looked around, but the proprietress lowered her head and told me that she had arrived and was about to get off.

"Madam proprietress, when did you buy a house here? Is it too far away? It seems that there is not much room for appreciation, and it is not suitable for living. You are a woman, and you get up from here every day before dawn. In the urban area, it takes midnight to come back every night, which is too dangerous."

The proprietress just smiled awkwardly and didn't answer my question. After getting out of the car, she held the child and waved her arms, telling me to leave quickly. It was getting late.If you want to eat, please come early tomorrow.

I nodded and signaled her to go quickly, and I used the headlights to help her point the way. This muddy road didn't even have a street light.

The proprietress didn't insist anymore, she bowed her head and left quickly.

I felt something was wrong, after the proprietress passed a corner, I hurriedly put down the car and followed, the car could no longer drive forward.

As soon as the car door was opened, a very offensive smell came in. The proprietress seemed to be used to the smell. No wonder she smiled at me awkwardly just now and told me not to go in.

Lighting a cigarette to dissipate the smell, she followed the proprietress closely. In the middle of the night, she was an elderly woman with a child.My legs and feet are quite fast, and my vigilance is also very strong. I look back after taking two steps. Fortunately, I have learned to track, so I didn't expose myself.

I thought the proprietress had really arrived home, and the distance was only a few hundred meters at most, but I followed her and walked almost three kilometers.

The more I walked, the more uncomfortable it became. There were rubbish fillings all around, and there was a disgusting smell. During this night, the proprietress had to have a very hard time keeping herself from falling.

Finally, less than a kilometer ahead, I saw sporadic lights and wondered in my heart, is there really someone living here?

Why do you feel that this place is a little bit older than the refugee camp?
There is more and more garbage, and the roads are built on the basis of garbage. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as living in a garbage dump!

After getting closer, I realized that it was not a house at all, it was just a simple tent, a place built with simple wooden frames that could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

This entire road is full of similar houses, and almost every house has all kinds of disgusting garbage water at the door, but it can't be cleaned out.

Coughing, spitting, and all kinds of noises can be heard in almost every 'house', and even occasionally there are one or two sounds that should be made in the middle of the night.

The proprietress walked to the corner of the 'street', never thinking that I would follow her, opened the tent and got in.

(End of this chapter)