123. Bao Ye is a really nice name.

 

Dong Lingce found that Baoye stopped talking halfway through his words and asked, “What’s wrong? ”

Bao Ye came back to his senses, glanced at the homeless man and coughed, “I was choked by the chili pepper.”

The homeless man looked like his deceased colleague, He Jing. Calculating his brother’s age, he should be 25 years old this year and 55 years old in 30 years. Because of his divine power, he did not look old later on, but now his face is too dirty to see clearly.

However, his brother He Jing was very rich; it is impossible for him to be a homeless person. But that’s not right either, because his brother often told them that he was kicked out of the family because of his poor divine power and because he offended powerful people, so he had to live a hard life outside for a while.

“You deserved it. You are talking while eating. “Dong Lingce didn’t say anything nice, but he still reached out to help him smooth his back.

Baoye looked at Dong Lingce, who was helping him to calm down. This psychopath sometimes didn’t seem to like him at all. He would still be fierce when he should be fierce and would still punish him when he should, just like when they first met. But sometimes this psychopath was very considerate, which made him very moved. Maybe it’s because he was still confused about his feelings.

“Are you feeling better? Do you want some water?” This was the first time that Dong Lingce felt so embarrassed when Baoye looked at him. His ears felt hot, and he quickly picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into Baoye’s mouth rudely: “Eat it quickly if you’re better.”

Baoye’s gums were pierced by his chopsticks, and he frowned in pain. The little bit of emotion that had just emerged was gone just like that.

Miao Xin returned to the shop and took out some more meat to cook.

Baoye shouted to the homeless man who was wolfing down the food: “Brother, is it delicious?”

The homeless man thanked him while eating: “It’s delicious, very delicious; thank you, thank you very much.”

Baoye frowned; his voice was quite like his brother: “If it’s not enough, we have more here; do you want to come and eat together?”

The homeless man thought that the other party had given him food, which was already a great favor, and he should not ask for more. “No, no, thank you!”

He thanked the other party for giving him food without knowing him.

Baoye said to Dong Lingce, “I want to bring him here; do you have any objection?”

Dong Lingce has always supported him to do good things to make his face better quickly; of course he would not object to him bringing people here, and he had almost eaten full, so there was no problem in giving the skewers to the homeless man.

Baoye stood up and walked over. He found that the man was wearing very thin clothes. He immediately took out a thick coat that he had never worn from the space and put it on the homeless man. He squatted down and said, “It’s warmer in the store. The heat from the pot can keep you warm.”

The homeless man lowered his head and held the bowl tightly. His back kept shaking. Although his expression could not be seen, he could be heard crying from the sound of his sobbing. Then he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes embarrassedly, looked up at Baoye, and said hoarsely, “Thank you, thank you so much.”

The moment Baoye saw his face clearly, he was stunned. He grabbed his arm anxiously and was surprised: “You…”

The two words He Jing were stuck in his throat and he couldn’t say them. Tears welled up in his eyes and almost flowed out of the corners of his eyes. He is lucky enough to meet his dead brother again. It was great; it was really great.

If he wasn’t afraid of scaring the other party, if he wasn’t afraid of Dong Lingce’s suspicion or jealousy, he really wanted to hug this brother and tell him how much he missed him.

Because the intersection was too dark and the light was behind him, He Jing could not see his excited expression: “Sir, thank you so much. You gave me a bowl of food. It may not mean much to you, but it is a life-saving meal for me. This bowl of skewers is the most delicious skewers I have ever eaten.”

He picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, crying and laughing, and said, “It’s delicious.”

Bao Ye took a breath, put away his emotions, and looked at He Jing. Not only was his face dirty, but he was also covered with stubble, and he was injured. There were also injuries on his hands. In addition, every finger on both hands had frostbite, and even the backs of his hands were swollen and rotten.

He didn’t understand how a brother who was so successful thirty years later could have been in such a miserable situation thirty years ago. Baoye quickly took out the medicine and cotton swabs: “You are covered with wounds. I’ll apply medicine for you.”

He Jing was stunned and said with a smile, “Thank you; you are such a good person. I don’t know your name, sir. If I have the chance in the future, I would like to repay you.”

“Call me Baoye You don’t need to repay me.”

He Jing didn’t hear it very clearly: “Baoye (宝业)? Or Baoye (宝爷)?”

(Both are wrong; it’s 宝烨.)

Baoye remembered that He Jing often liked to call him Baoye (宝爷) with a bright smile on his face and smiled: “Baoye (宝爷), just call me Baoye.”

“Baoye…” He Jing smiled: “Baoye, thank you. Where are you from? Where do you live?”

Baoye applied medicine on his face: “I live in the lower world.”

He Jing saw him applying medicine on himself and was flattered: “I can do it myself.”

“You can’t see where the wound is. It’s faster for me to apply it for you. You should eat it quickly; otherwise, it will be cold.”

“Thank you, thank you.”

Baoye used the medicine and applied it to He Jing’s body. Within two seconds, all the wounds were healed.

He Jing thanked him again: “Your medicine is a little expensive, right?”

“That depends on where it is used. If it is used where it is worth it, it will not be expensive. If it is used where it is not worth it, even if I spit some water to wipe his wound, I will think it is too expensive.”

He Jing was amused: “Haha, you are so funny, but what you said makes sense.”

Bao Ye smiled: “Who hurt you? It looks like you have been injured for more than half a month. Why didn’t you take medicine to treat it?”

He Jing’s smile froze: “It’s mainly because I’m too useless; otherwise, I wouldn’t be bullied and kicked out of the house. They are right, I’m too cowardly.”

Bao Ye was unhappy that he said this about himself: “Why do you belittle yourself like this.”

“I don’t want to belittle myself like this. But this is a world where the strong are respected. I have no divine power. What can I do to someone with strong divine power?”

Bao Ye frowned, thinking that this was exactly the lowest point his brother talked to him about: “Has your divine power been like this since birth?”

“Yes.”

Baoye took his pulse: “Let me take a look.”

He Jing smiled bitterly: “It’s useless. My parents have found many doctors to treat me, but it’s useless.”

He Jing, who was fifty-five years old, thirty years later, was considered a master among demigods. It was impossible that he couldn’t be cured by doctors. Baoye used his divine power to probe into his body and said with a gloomy face, “Your divine vein is blocked. It’s man-made.”

He Jing was stunned: “What? Man-made? Not something I’m born with?”

“It’s not; it definitely is not.” Baoye told him very confidently.

“If it’s not, why was my divine power very weak when I was born? Why did all the doctors say that my divine vein was born weak? And I saw so many doctors but couldn’t cure it.”

Baoye narrowed his eyes and said, “Maybe the person who blocked your divine vein has secretly planned this.”

He Jing: “…”

He never imagined that the plots of others had anything to do with his feeble divine power.

Baoye asked, “Do you want to clear your divine vein?”

“Yes, of course.” He Jing said excitedly, “Can you?”

“Yes.” Baoye stood up: “Come with me and fill your stomach first, and then I will open your divine vein.”

He Jing hesitated: “I am so so dirty, will it…

“If you want to open your divine vein, come here.” Baoye turned back to his seat and saw Dong Lingce put down his chopsticks and asked, “Are you full?”

“Yes.” Dong Lingce wiped his mouth with a tissue: “It tastes very good; let’s come and eat again when we have time.”

Miao Xin was delighted: “You are welcome any time.”

Baoye smiled and asked, “Big sister, how much is it?”

Miao Xin saw that there were still many dishes that had not been put down for cooking, and she was really embarrassed to take their money: “Gentlemen, these dishes have not been cooked, so they can be left here. Only the money for the dishes you have eaten will be charged.”

Dong Lingce took out a large-denomination banknote.

Baoye grabbed his hand.

Dong Lingce was puzzled: “What’s wrong?”

Bao Ye smiled: “I’ll treat you to this meal.”

Dong Lingce raised his eyebrows, and thinking of the money he had given him before, he put the money back into the space.

Bao Ye took out thirty times the money that could buy all the dishes and said to Dong Lingce, “Regarding this money, I need to explain it to you again. This money is what I exchanged with you for spirit stones. Now it is my money. It has nothing to do with you. It is my money, just like when you do business.”

Dong Lingce narrowed his eyes: “You…

“Don’t rush to talk; just think of it as my money.”

Dong Lingce didn’t know what he was doing and sneered, “I know you have money, Master Bao (宝爷).”

“Bao Ye (宝爷) is a really nice name.” Bao Ye smiled and handed the money to Miao Xin.

Miao Xin hurriedly said: “Sir, it’s not this much so much. ”

Bao Ye stuffed it into her hand: “We will come again next time; just don’t charge us then.”

“Miao Xin was a little embarrassed.

“Just remember what we look like, and don’t charge us next time.”

Miao Xin thought that she also needed money, grated her teeth, and nodded. “Thank you, sir.”

Bao Ye smiled and put his hand on Dong Lingce’s shoulder. “Did you see? I paid the bill, and I treated you to skewers.”

Dong Lingce glanced at him: “And so what?”

Bao Ye rolled his eyes at him unhappily: “Master Dong Ling, don’t you feel happy when someone treats you to a meal?”

Dong Lingce was slightly startled: “You kept emphasizing that the money was yours just now to make me realize that you are using your own money to treat me.”

“Yeah, am I not well intentioned?”

Dong Lingce, who was originally unhappy, couldn’t help but bend up his lips after knowing this: “This is the most delicious meal I have ever eaten.”
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