"very hungry!"

In the evening, Jiang Chanji dragged his tired legs, unlocked the door, and entered the house.

The so-called home is just a low-cost rental house with an area of ​​a few square meters. It can only accommodate a single bed and a small table. There is also a toilet that is difficult to turn around. There is no water heater, shower, etc.

There are shower facilities, and you have to take a shower in the public bathhouse outside.

Gululu.

There was a cry of hunger and fire in his belly.

"I'm so hungry! I'm really starving to death..."

Jiang Chanji slumped powerlessly on the hard bed, his eyes dull with hunger.

The bed was the simplest wooden bed, covered with a thin mattress. He didn't have much flesh on his body and felt uncomfortable every time he turned over.

Being cash-strapped, he could only afford to live in a rental house of this level, and even the rent for this house was in arrears for so long that the footsteps of the landlady became his most terrifying nightmare.

His stomach growled non-stop, as if urging him to fill his stomach with ammunition as soon as possible, otherwise his body would go on strike.

"What can I do? I also want to eat!"

He lowered his head and tried to comfort his deflated belly, but it seemed to be of no use, and instead he got louder protests.

I didn't eat breakfast, I only ate the leftover bread crust from yesterday for lunch, and for dinner... there wasn't even anything edible in the house.

Jiang Chanji spent a day running around outside, trying to find a part-time job opportunity, but he was unlucky and couldn't find a job - it wasn't that he was picky or that the requirements of his work unit were too harsh, but that he was too

He is young and has no education. The most important thing is that he is hesitant and unable to produce his ID card. A more serious workplace would have concerns, right?

In short, now he can't even find a job. Without a job, he has no money. Without money, he can't eat. Jiang Chanji's life is probably going to end like this - a few days later, neighbors who have never met him will smell something strange.

However, he didn’t bother to call the police because it was too troublesome. The landlord would not find his long-decomposed body until the next rent collection day. He frowned and said that he would really cause trouble for me. If he wants to die, he should die outside. Obviously

I still owe rent...

What a short life!

Go to sleep, you shouldn't be hungry anymore...

Jiang Chanji's eyes gradually turned dark, and he was about to fall asleep, and he might never wake up again...

Boom!

"Is anyone here? Delivery!"

Jiang Chanji's eyelids opened briefly, and then slowly closed again. He didn't remember shopping online - he didn't have any money at all! The opportunity for a free trial had never fallen to him!

So it's probably the wrong delivery. There's no point in getting up to open the door. Just let me sleep comfortably... He thought so, and the darkness in front of him became thicker and thicker.

Boom! Boom!

"Express delivery! Open the door!"

What a model courier!

Even though no one responded, he kept knocking on the door and the sound was still loud.

The darkness in front of Jiang Chanji's eyes temporarily faded again, and he sighed feebly. Isn't it possible to die quietly even if he wants to?

He stared blankly at the ceiling yellowed by the previous tenant's smoke, ignoring the courier's knocks on the door one after another.

Anyway, if I don’t open the door, I’ll leave in a while, right?

Boom! Boom!

However, the courier's professionalism is admirable. He knocks on the door persistently, as if secretly competing with Jiang Chanji in the room.

"Jiang Chanji, is Jiang Chanji here? Open the door, there is your express delivery!"

Jiang Chanji sat up in agitation. Was it the wrong delivery?

It stands to reason that when receiving an unknown express delivery, many people will be surprised, surprised and curious. They are eager to know who sent the express delivery to them and what is in the express box. However, Jiang Chanji shrank his body in fear.

The address...exposed?

He had been deceived in a similar way before. Creditors followed clues to find his address, and then pretended to be a courier, a water meter checker, or a warm message from the community to trick him into opening the door...

As soon as he opens the door after falling into the trap, what awaits him will be long and endless questioning, forcing him to reveal the whereabouts of his parents. After all, his parents owed an astronomical amount of debt, and then... ran away.

He ran away, can you believe it?

In other families, the children cheat their parents, but in his family, the parents cheat their sons!

Abandoning their underage only son, the two ran away overnight, waiting for their son - Jiang Chanji. The next morning, they were awakened by a loud knock on the door. They opened the door in confusion, and instantly a room of creditors rushed into the room.

, almost packed the house.

Facing the endless questioning from his creditors, it took him a long time to figure out what happened. Not only did his parents owe a lot of debt, they even abandoned their son and ran away!

At least you can run with me!

What's the point of leaving myself behind?

The parents also left a note on the coffee table, stating that they were not running away, but were raising money. They would definitely make a comeback and pay back all the money they owed, as long as they were given some time. In order to prove their sincerity

, so he kept his son.

After reading the contents of the note, Jiang Chanji understood that he was sold by his parents and became a collateral.

In ancient times, it was protons.

The quality of the "hostage" is not some kind of positively charged microscopic particle.

What a great trick to escape from the golden cicada's shell and hide it from the sky!

It would be better if he wasn't that "shell"...

His parents probably thought that since he was still a minor, his creditors would not make things too difficult for him and kept him. Although his life would be a bit harder, he would at least be able to complete high school.

This kind of thinking... is really stupid and naive. No wonder they owe a lot of debt.

Will the creditors give up? Of course not.

They naturally assumed that he and his parents were in cahoots and colluded in an attempt to delay and pay off the debt indefinitely. So without saying a word, they began to ransack his home, removed everything that could be sold for money, and then kicked him out of the house.

The only house in the family has been mortgaged by my parents.

As for schooling, he did not give up hope despite being homeless. He wanted to continue his studies by applying for a school dormitory. The tuition fees could be raised by working part-time, at least until he finished high school. However, creditors blocked the school entrance every day, which seriously affected him.

The normal teaching order of the school.

Soon, the dean of academic affairs euphemistically but firmly gave him instructions to drop out of school. Although transferring to another school was also an option, which school would be willing to accept him?

As a high school dropout, he was homeless and suffered all kinds of hardships. He rarely lived a good life for a few days. He evaded the tracking of creditors like a mouse hiding and seeking. Occasionally, he could find a job that could barely make a living and be stable for a few days.

, once the whereabouts and identity are exposed, creditors will swarm in.

Could it be that the courier who keeps knocking on the door is the creditor in disguise?

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Chapter completed!