Power of Money novel Chapter 1145

The rough skin, the frost-stricken scars on his face, and the pair of hands that had been working all these years were full of scars...

Looking at Jason, who was lying on Selina's body and slapping her face with his hand, there was panic in his eyes.

The middle- aged man asked in a low voice, "Why don't you send him to the hospital when he's sick? Why are you still so far away? What are you doing here?"

Jason didn't look back. He cried with a strong southern accent, "There is no other way. At the end of the year, we were driven out of the city when we went to Shang Jing. When we went out of the city, my wife was kicked by them and kept crying about her stomachache. We went to several villages and wanted to go to Jin City to beg for food. I heard that Jin City was not driven out of Jin City. At least, we can find a doctor for my wife to take a look at her child in her belly..."

The end of every year, or a major festival.

In order to not affect the city's appearance, the capital would clean up the millions of people living in the basement, as well as the wandering men on the streets.

At this time every year, there would be a large number of homeless men and laborers outside the city.

Many people in Shang Jing knew that the villagers in nearby villages were used to it.

Looking at the two people on the ground, the middle-aged man frowned. At this time, the people who left also ran over with bowls and hot soup, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were obviously stunned.

"Check if there are any weapons or suspicious things on the bodies of these two people." The middle-aged man said.

The man put down his rice bowl, walked forward, and searched the two people in Jason's fierce struggle.

"No," the man said.

"Bring the women to the infirmary. The men should be controlled and don't let them meet," the middle-aged man ordered.

"Yes sir!"

Jason's hands were firmly locked by the middle-aged man, and then he called out to another person at the entrance of the village. Selina entered the village one after another.

"We will treat your wife, and then give you a full meal, as well as travel expenses. We will let you go home to spend the Spring Festival," the middle-aged man said.

Chinese people always had some inexplicable obsessions and feelings for the Spring Festival.

Whether it was a big debt or a big debt, no one would look for the creditors on the Spring Festival day.

On the New Year's day, there was no check on the car's driving.

Those who had a grudge against each other would smile at each other on this day, and they would deal with it after the seventh day of the lunar month.

After thousands of years, it seemed to have become an unwritten rule.

Especially tomorrow was New Year's Eve. Looking at the couple, the middle-aged man shook his head and made an exception to let them enter the village.

Jason expressed his gratitude and frowned with the middle-aged man. At the same time, he looked at Selina from time to time, and his face was full of tension.

When they entered the entrance of the village, the whole scene of the village was almost exposed to their eyes.