The weasel without a name...

Kang An was completely silent. Although not all the monsters in the mountains had names, how did she survive without names in human society?

Thinking of this brings up a question.

"Sister, you are not a gangster, are you?"

"……Black households."

The woman was silent for a moment, looking at herself, and had to sadly admit the fact: "Yes, my sister is a gangster."

The kind of gangsters who are sold into ravines without anyone knowing about it or calling the police can live worse than a chicken that is raised by someone.

So miserable.

Kang An was sympathetic but also a little unbelievable.

He wouldn't be surprised to see such monsters appear in mountains, seas, or the southwest, but this is Luyang! Could it be that the local weasel has become a spirit?

"Sister, didn't you go to the Demon Management Bureau?"

Kang An suggested to her: "Go to the Demon Management Bureau to apply for an ID card, and you can rent a house and work. If the time comes, my aunt can be your guarantor."

There are not many monsters entering the city,

I haven't heard of such a stupid person for a long time. If he can help, Kang An doesn't think the white jade raccoon will mind.

Unexpectedly, the woman kept shaking her head after hearing this.

"No, no, no!"

She looked very resistant and a little pitiful: "Brother, you just need to buy me something to eat."

"..."

Sure enough there is a problem.

Kang An was a little hesitant. He was not sure if this woman had committed something outside, so she didn't even dare to show her face. As for what she said before about not having a name, there were too many suspicious things.

"Do not you trust me?"

The woman's tone was a little forced and desperate: "How about this? Sister, leave now, but don't tell others what you have seen me, just think that everyone is a monster."

This is fine.

There is no risk of shielding criminals, and there is no risk of betraying fellow villagers. It is worthy of his conscience, and it will not cause trouble to my aunt.

After Kang An nodded, the woman slowly turned around and went downstairs, turning back three times every step of the way. However, he was as fierce as a fox and was not moved by such a trick at all.

Facts have proved that foxes cannot be sentimental.

When she turned back for the last time, the woman looked at his hand and said pitifully: "Can you give me some money... I don't have any money."

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Kang An lowered his head and glanced at the banknotes in his hand.

The grip was so tight and so natural that I didn't realize there was something in my hand just now, and I almost made unconscionable money.

"Forgot, forgot."

Kang An hurried over and returned the money to her.

In fact, the amount of money was not much, about one thousand three hundred and forty-four. The weasel had given it all to him before, and she didn't know how long she could live on this money.

After the woman took the money, she hesitated for a moment.

Then he took out three of them and handed them to him: "You can buy and eat by yourself. Don't you like to eat chickens? These should be enough."

"..."

Kang An took the money uncontrollably with both hands.

The woman then turned and went downstairs. It was relatively late now, which was the best time for her to go out. She had to hide it immediately after buying food, otherwise she might be exposed.

"Wait a minute sister."

The voice of the little fox came from behind.

She subconsciously turned around and saw Kang An standing at the top of the stairs, with her back to the moonlight, so that she could see her face that was difficult to describe with poor vocabulary, and asked her seriously: "Sister, you have never killed anyone, right?"

Bar?"

"No."

She shook her head quickly and hurriedly explained: "I told you that I am a good monster. Before I transformed, when I stole chickens, I would kowtow to the owner before leaving."

"..."

Kang An opened his mouth for a moment, then silently put the money in his pocket, and then said: "Then you wait here, I will buy you something to eat."

"!!"

The woman's eyes slowly widened.

At this moment, she understood that the little fox in front of her must be a god!

Only gods can be so kind!

She thought like this while chewing the roasted chicken without spitting out any bones.

Kang An had already returned home at this time.

The reason why he helped Weasel was not only the three hundred dollars in his pocket, but mainly because during the conversation, he did not believe that the former could do anything heinous.

Just one thing, IQ doesn't allow it.

Although she might be in disguise, if she meets a villain with such a good performance, Kang An feels that it is okay to be a fool who is deceived.

But except for bringing food occasionally.

Kang An will not provide her with any more help because of his limited ability and his unwillingness to be implicated. Weasel is not honest enough and refuses to tell him the reason.

Just bring food and the other party will give you money anyway.

When she got home, Bai Yuli had already finished taking a bath and was sitting by the bed blowing her hair. Her long, silky hair was flying like a thin waterfall on a windy day. It was so beautiful that even the sound of the hair dryer seemed less noisy.

"I'm ready to go upstairs to find you."

Bai Yuli turned off the hair dryer and looked at him with satisfaction: "From now on, one hour in the morning and one hour in the evening will be fine. This is too much."

Twenty-four hours a day,

I was ruthlessly deprived of two hours.

But if it was his aunt's request, he wouldn't feel any pain. Thinking of this, Kang An handed over the three hundred yuan in his pocket: "Auntie, I picked this up from upstairs."

"Hmm??So much?"

The white jade raccoon stretched out his hand uncontrollably, checked the authenticity carefully, raised his head and said suspiciously: "I picked it up? Is it real or fake? Don't lie to my aunt."

Kang An's eyes were pure and he looked at her without fear: "Really, I picked it up on the stairs when I went downstairs. I will not lie to my aunt. If my aunt doesn't want it, I will put it back."

"Why put it back?"

The white jade raccoon man put the money roll into his pajamas pocket and said confidently: "If you pick it up, it is ownerless. The virtuous people will live in the ownerless wealth. Picking up money is God's recognition of your virtue! I understand.

Bar?"

Her nose won't get longer at all.

There is no way, I am afraid of being poor, whoever has a four-legged gold-eating beast in their home will probably be more enlightened than her, and besides, this is not unconscionable money!

"I understood it as soon as my aunt said it."

Kang An feels that the aunt who talks arrogantly and lies is also very cute. In short, she is cute no matter how she looks at her.

After all, Bai Yuli has some conscience.

She looked at the well-behaved Kang An, and finally couldn't help but take out one from her pocket, handed it to him and said: "This is pocket money for you, you have to save some money, you know?"

As he spoke, Bai Yuli's heart was bleeding.

I don’t know if this opening is a good idea, but Kang An is already ten years old and has reached the age where he should have pocket money.

As the saying goes, it's a big deal that I just have to work part-time.

The red banknotes were right in front of him, but Kang An pushed her hand away and hugged her belly. His face had just taken a bath there, and he could still feel the soft belly rubbing against the white jade through her pajamas.

When Li was about to push him away, she heard the reply full of attachment:
Chapter completed!