Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 1162 Living on the Streets
Chapter 1162: Living on the Street
I thought about it calmly, "The plane hasn't flown yet, there's still time to catch up."

I pulled Ruirui and stood on the side of the road to stop the taxi, but it happened to be a rainy night. Because this is a school area, taxis basically don’t come here on weekends.

I could only run with Ruirui to the bus station to find a car to take us to the airport. The bus was very crowded. I was afraid of losing my passport and ticket again, so I held my backpack tightly in my arms and hugged Ruirui.

Along the way, I was uneasy, restless, and worried about all kinds of things.

I only know that He Kaifeng's next stop is to go to Peru. Something happened to his classmate from the University of Madrid, and his classmate's parents sent a telegram to He Kaifeng, asking him to come and help.

As for where exactly he is in Peru, I don’t know at all. How can I find him in such a vast sea of ​​people?
When we arrived at the airport, we rushed in as hard as we could and looked at the flight time. It turned out that it had already passed and the plane had left.

I asked the airline to switch me to the next flight immediately. Although they were not very enthusiastic or proactive, they still helped us switch, just two hours later.

While waiting at the airport, I was too depressed to say a word. Ruirui stopped talking to me even when I was hungry.

I heard his stomach growling, so I took out the instant noodles, asked for some boiling water, and made him a bowl of noodles.

"Mom, you eat too." Ruirui picked up a few and wanted to feed me. I shook my head and pushed them to his mouth.

I'm not in the mood to eat anything.

It was already [-] noon when I finally got on the plane. It was my first time to take a plane, so I spent the whole journey feeling depressed.

It was already night when I got off the plane, but luckily I had already booked a hotel nearby.

I haven't eaten for a day and I feel so weak that when a person suddenly bumps into me, stars pop up in my eyes. The Peruvian man seems to be apologizing. We don't understand the language, so he just shakes his head politely.

Ruirui obediently supported me until we got to the hotel. I wanted to take money to stay at the hotel, but the money was gone. There was a big hole in my backpack, and a lot of bits and pieces fell out.

Then I remembered that the one just now was very suspicious. The money must have been stolen by him. Fortunately, I kept holding the passport in my hand, otherwise I would have lost it.

When a person is unlucky, his teeth are filled with saliva!
I sat depressed at the door of the hotel, tears falling from my eyes. Ruirui put her arms around my neck and silently pressed her face against mine.

A strange country, strange faces, and penniless, we were desperate.

The north wind was blowing coldly, and the night wind was freezing. I took off my backpack and took out a small coat to put on Ruirui.

He walked into the hotel without saying a word, grabbed the counter with both hands, stood on tiptoes, and tried his best to expose half of his head on the counter. He said to the old woman in Spanish: "Mommy, my mother's money was stolen." We don’t have money to stay in a hotel. Can you let me wash those piles of towels for you? You don’t have to pay me, just let us stay for one night.” He pointed to the trolley full of dirty towels next to him.

After Ruirui finished speaking, he was afraid that the boss's wife would not believe that he could do things, so he ran over, pulled off the towels one by one, held them in his arms, tilted his head and looked at the boss, "Mommy, wash it." Where is the pool?”

When I saw this, I quickly ran in, picked up the remaining dirty towels, turned around and said to the landlady: "Not only these towels, you can also find other things for me to do. Just stay for one night, and I will go to Gusco tomorrow." up.

(End of this chapter)