Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 139 Lu Ming Picks Up His Clothes
"Where did you throw your clothes?"

"Eh?..." Lu Ming suddenly said something that they didn't understand what it meant.

"Where did Butler Wu throw away his clothes?" Lu Ming asked anxiously, as if the back of his hand had been scalded a lot and he couldn't feel the pain.

"It's...it's probably in the trash can at the recycling station next to the bus stop across the road..." The maid tremblingly pointed in the direction outside.

I don't know why Mr. Lu is looking for that dress all of a sudden?

It’s been so many days and I don’t know if it has been recycled?Although there are not many residents in their place, there is not much garbage.The number of recycling is also less than other places, but it has been a few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it back.

Before the maid finished speaking, Lu Ming strode out without stopping.

The maid subconsciously asked the maid next to her, "When did Steward Wu lose it?"

"Looks like I just lost it yesterday..."

At the entrance, Lu Ming opened the door without changing his shoes, a gust of cool wind came in, and ran out of the yard wearing cotton slippers.

It wasn't completely bright yet, and the yard was a bit dark, but under the dim street lights across the road, Lu Ming could clearly see a homeless man rummaging through the trash can next to the bus stop.

Lu Ming yanked open the iron gate of the courtyard, and rushed towards the opposite side without even caring whether there were cars on the left or right.

A thin homeless man with ragged clothes, a scruffy beard, and short hairy hair happened to find a square box from the trash can. When he opened the box, it turned out to be a new set of clothes.

For a moment, the homeless man thanked the gods for his pity that he had no clothes to wear, and found new clothes as soon as he searched, and it was a set.

Desperately, he took out the clothes from the box and prepared to compare the size on his body.

Just as the clothes were in front of him, the hem suddenly tightened. Someone wanted to pull his clothes. The homeless man grabbed the collar nervously and was almost snatched away.

"This is my clothes." The tramp growled, looking at the young man in front of him blankly.

Look at this guy who is young, clean, and so handsome, yet he is a rag picker like him.

"..." Lu Ming frowned, glared at the homeless man angrily, tugged at the sleeves of his clothes, and explained word by word: "This is my clothes."

"Mine." The tramp retorted unconvinced: "I saw it first. There is a trash can in front of it. You can look for it there." The tramp pointed to a trash can in the distance ahead.

"..." Lu Ming was speechless, he was regarded as a homeless man.

Lu Ming didn't bother to explain. He wanted to give the homeless man money to solve the problem. He touched his body with one hand, and realized that his coat was left in the house, and he had no money on him.

Wanting to land, Lu Ming pointed at the villa behind him and explained: "Give me the clothes, and I'll go in and get the money for you!"

The homeless man tugged at his clothes: "You think I'm stupid? If you lived here, would you snatch a dress from me?"

"..." It was really difficult for Lu Ming to communicate with this homeless uncle.

No way, Lu Ming took off the limited watch on his wrist and handed it to the homeless man: "This is for you. The clothes are for me."

Looking at a high-end metal watch, although the tramp doesn't recognize the diamonds inlaid on the dial, he also knows that even if the watch is worthless, it is definitely worth more than the clothes.

With a twinkle in his eyes, the homeless man loosened his hands and returned the clothes to Lu Ming, grabbed Lu Ming's watch, turned around and ran away.

(End of this chapter)