Apocalypse Forecast

"Is it Xiaoshi? It's Xiaoshi!"

Huai Shi didn't react until he saw the thin woman standing behind him. Her face was somewhat yellowish, and in the middle of summer, she was wearing a furry hat that covered any trace of hair.

"... Sister-in-law?"

After some time apart, Huai Shi didn't recognize her, and wasn't entirely sure if this was Lao Yang's wife, who could be considered the last bit of conscience in the Lao Yang family.

When he last saw her, she was a beautiful woman with black hair down to her waist and a healthy complexion. But now, her long hair had fallen out due to chemotherapy, and her complexion was weak and unrecognizable. Only her smile remained warm and friendly.

"Hey, your Yang-ge said you've been working here these past two days, I didn't believe it, but it turns out to be true..."

Before Huai Shi could speak, she came over, holding vegetables in one hand and grabbing Huai Shi's hand with the other. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come, today is your Yang-ge's birthday, let's go home and have dinner!"

...

Half an hour later, across the boiling hotpot on the table, Huai Shi and Lao Yang silently stared at each other through the rising smoke.

After a while, Lao Yang glanced at his busy wife in the kitchen and then said softly, "You came when I invited you..."

"Of course, didn't you invite me to dinner?" Huai Shi slapped his knee.

"I was just being polite, don't take it seriously..."

"What about the fact that you put me in the 'prostitution' business?"

"That was just a misunderstanding..."

Lao Yang's eyes rolled so far back they almost hit the ceiling. "Besides, you seemed to be enjoying it. You even brought your colleagues over, proving that good horses are always hard to come by, and good trainers even harder..."

"You've said enough!"

Huai Shi was angry every time he thought about it. If this grandson hadn't lost his conscience for a bit of commission, would Huai Shi be in such a miserable state now?

"Are we eating now? I'm hungry."

Liu Dongli in the corner of the living room raised his head and asked. He was the kind of person who wasn't polite with others. When someone invited him to dinner, he would come without hesitation. He was currently squatting in front of the fish tank, playing with Lao Yang's fish food.

Lao Yang was so stingy that his eyes were bulging with anger.

"Hey, we're here, we're here. Sorry to keep you waiting. Come, let's eat."

Sister-in-law came out of the kitchen with the cut vegetables and called Liu Dongli to come and eat. She also prepared the dipping sauce for them. Seeing Lao Yang's unhappy face, she glared at him and said, "Xiaoshi finally came to visit, who are you sulking for? Oh, and who is this handsome colleague of Xiaoshi's? Come, let's eat, let's eat."

After being glared at by his wife, Lao Yang lost his temper and sulkily dipped a piece of meat into the pot, muttering about how Huai Shi didn't give him a commission this time.Accompanied by Old Yang's unpleasant face, Huai Shi enjoyed his meal. After finishing his meal, Old Yang was sent to the kitchen to wash dishes. Huai Shi sat in the living room chatting with his sister-in-law. His complexion had improved significantly. It seemed that Old Yang's dishonesty in taking so much money was somewhat useful.

"Every day is one day less. Let's just count it one day at a time," his sister-in-law said, ignoring Huai Shi's dissuasion and smoking a cigarette. "This illness is already hard enough for me to deal with alone. I can't bear to see Old Yang suffer too. It's not right."

"What are you saying?"

Old Yang overheard from the kitchen and stuck his head out, immediately getting angry. "Li Xuemei, what are you doing? What did the doctor say? Put out that cigarette right now!"

"What did you say?" His sister-in-law turned to look at him.

"...Please put out the cigarette," Old Yang's voice softened.

"That's more like it," his sister-in-law looked at Huai Shi triumphantly, throwing the cigarette into the ashtray. She whispered to Huai Shi, "See that? If he ever cheats you out of money, just tell me and I'll deal with him."

"...Okay, okay," Huai Shi's eyes lit up. It was true that there was always a remedy for a poisonous snake within a hundred steps. It was amazing how one thing could counter another.

After finishing the meal and washing the dishes, Old Yang, who was still wearing an apron, finally managed to send these two freeloaders away. On the way, he glared at Liu Dongli, who had been flirting with his wife. After sending him off to take a taxi, he turned back to look at Huai Shi.

His gaze was strange.

"What's wrong?" Huai Shi instinctively took a step back, his first reaction being that this guy was going to attack him in a fit of rage.

Old Yang stared at him suspiciously for a long time before pulling him over and lowering his voice to ask, "Have you offended anyone?"

"Huh?" Huai Shi only became alert now. Then he heard Old Yang say, "Someone was asking about you here last night and offered a lot of money."

"You didn't say anything, did you?" Huai Shi became nervous.

Old Yang rolled his eyes. "Of course not. Am I not a human being? Anyway... wait a minute!" Huai Shi raised his eyes. "What did you say?"

After selling him out, Old Yang sighed and stuffed two rolls of bills into Huai Shi's pocket. Huai Shi touched them and froze. They were two thick rolls of banknotes, at least worth more than 20,000."This time it's my fault for not keeping my promise, I'm sorry... I'm just too short on money. If you're angry, you can hit me."

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He lowered his head and begged for forgiveness, "I'll take the money and go somewhere else for a few days. Don't come back yet. I'll ask around and call you when everything's settled."

Huai Shi didn't expect this bastard to have a conscience and actually return his money. Mixed emotions flooded his heart. After being tricked so many times, he was finally repaid. He was even a little touched.

Although he wanted to hit him, he thought of his sister-in-law's pale face and felt powerless.

Forget it. They've been brothers for so many years. If he doesn't trick him, does he want to see his own wife die?

He asked one last question, "Who was asking about me?"

"That group of people didn't say. They were acting mysterious," Lao Yang smoked and snorted. "Do they think I'm stupid? Can't even check a license plate number? It seemed like a charity foundation or something, with a name that's meant to sound impressive... I think it's called..."

He scratched his head for a while before finally remembering.

"Bo'ai Charity!"

Two hours later, Huai Shi sat in an armored vehicle, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, looking confused.

What the hell is going on?

What's happening?

How do I deal with this?

The three familiar questions of life once again filled his mind.