The piercing voice dragged Li Yu's sinking consciousness, making him hover on the edge of dizziness.

The man got closer and closer, and patted the child's head, "Shut up, don't make noise."

He squatted down and touched the young man's forehead, his hands were hot and he had a fever.

Guojiatou squatted aside, with tears in his eyes, timidly looking at Mr. Landlord, who was more domineering than him.

"Uncle Cheng, is he dead?"

He was annoyed by the crying voice of the little kid, so he said, "If you continue to cry, he will really die."

The lid of the pot twitched and couldn't help it, so he could only cover his mouth with his little hand.

Slap left and right on the young man's face, "Hey, can you stand up?"

Li Yu was unconscious, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, reached out and grabbed the man's trousers.

Looking at the folds on his flat trousers, his forehead twitched. If he didn't know that the young man was not pretending, he would have picked him up and beat him.

He gritted his teeth and threatened, "Let go."

Li Yu regained a little voice from his awake half of consciousness, "The degree, I feel uncomfortable."

The degree of forehead twitched, and my heart said it was none of my business.

Guojiatou carefully tugged at the other side of the man's trousers, "Uncle Cheng, can you save big brother? I haven't eaten yet. He can take me to eat when he is alive."

He narrowed his eyes, "Really?"

The head of the pot pointed at the crab that had crawled over Li Yu's stomach and said, "Look, he wants to eat crabs for me."

He touched his chin, changed his mind, picked up the man from the ground, put it on his shoulder like a sack, and walked towards the town.

Along the way, two big and one small, attracted a lot of attention.

Everyone whispered, wondering how the wild boy from Fatty Fatty's family and the newcomer got on the line with Mr. Cheng.

He carried people upstairs and threw them into Room 444. He stood at the door cautiously with the head covered and refused to enter.

He was afraid that he would be beaten by the master if he entered someone else's house without permission.

Li Yu's stomach was uncomfortable from the man's shoulder, and he was about to vomit. As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the screams of the head of the pot.

"Big brother is awake!"

He walked to the sofa and threw the person down.

Li Yu turned over half-dead and lay on his back to look at him. It was this time, and he did not forget to maintain the sick and weak character, "Fortunately, you suffer."

Four words, three breaths.

The degree dislikes anything fragile, living or dead.

He took a half step back in disgust, and turned his head to look at the house.

For a while, neither of the two spoke.

Guojiatou looked at this, then at that, and finally leaned in front of Li Yu.

With his toes on his toes, he had a long neck to observe the youth's condition. His skin was pale and his lips were dry.

Li Yu could see Xiao Jiujiu in the little boy's heart at a glance, held his shoulders, turned around, and pushed everyone forward gently.

"Mr. Cheng, I can't take care of him now. Take him back and get him something to eat."

He pushed back the lid of the pot, "He's too loud and annoying."

Li Yu was so dizzy, and accompanied by tinnitus, that he was not in the mood to talk to the man again, so he simply turned over to face the sofa, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Standing there as big as the head of the pot, no one left.

A few minutes later, grunts rang out in the living room.

The pothead looked down at his stomach in confusion, but didn't cry.

He turned his head to look at the degree, and the man glared at him, "What are you looking at, it's not me."

The stiff young man on the sofa raised his hand weakly, "It's me."

I was sick and I had to keep up with my diet so that I could get better quickly. Li Yu sighed. I must have dug the ancestral graves of these two people in my last life.

He stabbed the two of them hard and walked slowly into the kitchen.

There's nothing in the kitchen except a bag of rice, what a shit.

He turned and went out, leaning against the kitchen door frame, "Where are my crabs and fish."

Guojiatou blinked, looked up at the degree, and the degree glared back fiercely, looked up at the young man, "run away."

When the two fish were picked up, they were already dead, and it was definitely a crab that ran away.

That's for making seafood porridge. Now, let's drink the northwest wind together.

Li Yu stood motionless on the spot, his face was burning red, and his eyes were glowing with water. It was obviously a pitiful face, and it should have a kind of strange magic that makes people feel guilty.

She scolded the mother, "I know how to cry, I will find it for you."

Li Yu, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, the man had disappeared, and he looked at the little boy.

Guo Gaitou subconsciously took a step back, and was a little afraid of him, turned his head to the door and called Uncle Cheng, and ran away.

Looking at the pair of fat legs that alternately kicked the ground, Li Yu smiled, and couldn't figure out how he could be so fat with such a father.

1551 said seriously, "There is a kind of person who can gain weight by drinking water."

Li Yu then remembered another life-saving straw, "Brother, I'm about to die, can you give me some medicine?"

1551, "Can apply for a look."

Li Yu suddenly came to the spirit, "How long will it take?"

1551 said, "The report is typed layer by layer, and it has to be approved, at least half an hour."

Li Yu closed his eyes and was really dead.

The time flow of the central city and the small world is different. The ghost knows how many years have passed in this world after half an hour.

System, "Do I need to apply?"

"No need." Li Yu ran back to the room angrily and covered his head with the quilt.

As usual, he wouldn't be able to hold it in for a long time, and then he would come out by himself. Today is different, he is cold from head to toe, and he can't wait to shrink himself into a ball.

The level stopped at the elevator entrance, let the pot head wait in place, and went up to the 30th floor by himself.

The lid of the pot is behind his hands, and his toes are playing with the trash can.

At the tenth kick, the elevator door opened, he raised his head, froze, and murmured a father.

He regained his senses and stepped back with his hands behind his back, "What are you doing here, I won't go back with you."

The shop owner sneered, "Rare, I didn't come to you."

He dug in his pocket and wiped out a key.

Before he came, he had inquired about the lock shop, and the new arrival was so poor that he couldn't change the lock. Regardless of whether the person was at home or not, the owner of Room 444 had to be changed from now on.

The boss squinted at his son, "What are you doing, I won't beat you today, let's go, Dad will take you to see your new home."

Guojiatou's eyes lit up, and he followed his father timidly and alertly to the door of No. 444.

His pursed mouth moved, and he whispered, "This is someone else's house."

The commissary owner glared, "It's mine now."

He put the key into the lock cylinder and turned it lightly to open it. Just as he was about to push it away, he was suddenly patted on the back.

The commissary owner turned his head irritably, a fist came towards him, and he groaned in pain.

He grabbed him by the hair, dragged him to a safe passage, and threw him against the wall, "Is what I said doesn't work?"

"Mr. Cheng, I was wrong, I was obsessed for a while." The boss's beer belly trembled along with himself.

Squinting slightly, he slowly rolled up his sleeves.

The commissary owner hugged his head in horror and stayed in place stiffly.

Once someone was kicked out like him, and that person was not convinced. That night, he secretly ran back to live while everyone was asleep. When he was found the next day, his face was swollen like a pig's head, his limbs were broken, and he was lying in a trash can. , because the mandible was removed, and the saliva flowed.

That tragic appearance of the canteen owner has never been forgotten.

So he didn't dare to run, and he couldn't run, for fear of angering people and ending up like that buddy.

Rolling up his sleeves, he looked at the gap in the doorway, and the head of the pot looked at him in horror.

He said, "Turn around and wait for me at the door of 444."

Guojiatou shrank his shoulders and ran away, stopped halfway through the run, took a few steps on the spot, then walked back on tiptoe, lying on the wall to eavesdrop.

He didn't know what was going on inside, and there was no sound at all. He looked at the safe passage door suspiciously and found that the door was open.

The level was blocked at the door, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the door?"

The head of the pot opened his mouth and saw the person lying on the ground behind the door, his face turned white with fright.

"Is he dead?"

He closed the door with a backhand, and put a bag in his arms, "Take it."

Holding the head of the pot tightly with both hands, looking down, there are two big crabs and a turbot.

He kicked his ass, "Let's go."

"Oh." The child stepped forward and looked back again.

Holding down his head and twisting it back, "Don't worry, it's not dead."

Knowing that his father is not dead, the face of the pot cover has returned to ruddy, and at the same time, he feels very refreshed.

Unexpectedly, his father was beaten down one day.

One big and one small entered the door with fish and shrimp, the living room and the kitchen were silent, no one was there.

Pushing the child into the kitchen level, "Go and put things down."

In the room, the young man who had been stubborn and forced to pay compensation lay down again and shrank into a small ball.

He walked over, touched his shoulder, was grabbed by the other party, and couldn't get rid of it.

Li Yu was between ice and fire, his forehead was hot, but his body was cold.

As soon as you touch something hot, it's like touching a hot water bottle in the cold winter.

The young man's face was hot, and the temperature instantly penetrated the skin and rushed to his heart along the blood vessels.

As if he was burned to the point of being burned, he forcibly opened the young man's hand, took out two pills from his pocket, retaliated, pushed his clenched teeth with his fingers, and put the pills in.

The intense bitterness spread between his lips and tongue, and Li Yu was awakened. His first reaction was to lift the quilt and get out of bed to vomit, and was easily pressed back by the man.

Looking at the young man's wrinkled facial features, he said coldly, "Hold on, don't vomit."

The pills had completely melted, and Li Yu asked, sticking out his tongue that was dyed green, "What did you give me to eat."

The degree says, "An antipyretic."

Li Yu was shocked that this person was so kind, and the bitter taste buds were inexplicably sweet.

It's just a fever, and it actually burns out the favorability.

He was secretly delighted, looked up at the man, and said in a hoarse voice, "Please help me bring the water."

The level has never been ordered like this before, he said, "Go by yourself."

"Mr. Cheng, are you a good person? Just a few steps away." Li Yu blinked a few times, his voice was weak, and he was about to die at any time.

The head of the pot poked a head in, "Can I help you go backwards?"

Li Yu shook his head, "The water glass is too high, you can't reach it, let your Uncle Cheng go."

His forehead twitched, "Lin Zhouzhou, are you tossing me on purpose? I think you're tired of living."

"I don't." Li Yu wrapped the quilt tightly and sniffed, "I just want to drink the water you brought."

This kid did it on purpose.

Immediately afterwards, another clear thought popped into his mind, and this kid was still pretending to be pitiful to him.

He lowered his face, "If you want to drink water and pour it yourself, if you want to rely on relationships to avoid rent, there is no way."

Li Yu asked the system in disbelief, "I'm not obvious enough to act like a spoiled child?"

1551 said seriously, "Obviously, it's still a bit willful."

Even AI without an emotional module can see it, but the target is a living person but has no idea, and even distorts his meaning.

Li Yu's mouth moved and said something.

He frowned, "What are you mumbling about?"

"It's nothing." Li Yu was a little angry, "Say you're a pig brain."