The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant’s Two-and-a-Half-Year-Old Daughter

  Chapter 471 Long-haired Jun Xin: Yu Wei Extra Story (1)

  Since Jun Yu escaped from the army horse farm, he has been devastated because of the burns on his face. He always felt that he had no future, and that life was meaningless.

  He wants to die.

   But he didn't have the courage to die.

  Death is a very irresponsible thing.

  He is liberated, but what about those who are alive?

  What about his mother and concubine who loves him? Also, what about his favorite sister Yiyi?

  From the moment he came out, they had been looking forward to his return, so that the family could be reunited.

  However, he turned into such a ghostly appearance. Anyone who saw him on the street would ridicule him, ridicule him, and look down on him.

  He didn't have the courage to go back, and he didn't bother to cover up the ugly and hideous burns on half of his face. He was like a broken pot, unkempt, ignoring world affairs, and wandering in the world like a ghost.

  I rely on alcohol to paralyze myself every day.

   Live like a drunken dream.

  Today, he came to the wine shop again and got drunk.

   "Xiao Er, three jars of wine, I want the strongest daughter red." Jun Yu said, throwing a few pieces of broken silver on the table, with a look of depression in his eyes.

   These scraps of silver are more than enough to pay for three jars of wine, but Xiao Er looked at the scraps of silver, frowned tightly, with a heavy expression on his face.

  After hesitating for a long time, he said: "Guest officer, I think it is necessary to persuade you, you should drink less!"

There is still a sentence that has not been said: "It has been a month, a full month, and your old man has been drunk at my place every day. You are like a cat, with nine lives, and you are not enough to be so cheap! If it goes on like this, sooner or later you will drink yourself up."

"Why, are you afraid that I will renege on the debt? Still think the money is not enough?" Jun Yu groped around for a while, and found a few broken pieces of money, and threw them all on the table, impatiently holding the table with his index finger, "These I'll give you all the money, stop talking nonsense, and serve me wine quickly."

  Xiao Er waved his hands and said awkwardly: "Guest officer, this...it's not about money."

  Jun Yu glanced at Xiao Er sideways, "What is that?"

   "That's right, that's right..." Xiao Er hesitated to speak, really embarrassed to say so.

  Another guest officer on the side who also often buys wine here helped and said: "He is afraid that you will die here."

  This guest officer doesn't want to die drinking, so he often comes to the wine shop to buy wine.

   But no matter how desperate he is, he still has some scruples, unlike Jun Yu, who lives purely on alcohol every day, and has not been sober for ten days.

   This guest officer couldn't stand it any longer.

   "Boy, people still have to cherish their lives."

  Jun Yu rolled his eyes at the person who spoke, "What am I doing, it's none of your business?"

   "I'm telling the truth. If you want to die, find a place to die quietly. Don't drag others down, and don't ignore others' kind reminders."

   "You have a lot of **** crap..."

  Jun Yu was furious, and raised his fist to hit the guest officer who kindly reminded him.

"This guest officer, calm down!" Xiao Er hugged Jun Yu, then glanced at the guest officer next to him, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, let's talk about everything, don't do anything. "

   "Tch, what's there to say." The man was not afraid of getting into trouble.

Jun Yu wanted to beat someone, Xiao Er called a few servants, hugged him, and cried out: "This guest officer, you can't do it, you can't do it, if there is a fight in the shop, It is necessary to close the door to rest, there are old people in my family, and there are young children, we can't close the door easily!"

  Hearing this, Jun Yu took a deep look at Xiao Er who was speaking.

   This waiter is not a waiter, everyone who visits the winery listens to him, obviously the boss.

  But he was dressed as a sophomore, and he went to work in person, which shows that life is really tight and he saves everywhere.

   That's all.

  Jun Yu didn't care anymore, he shook the people who were holding him away, and left.

   There were ridicule and sarcasm coming from behind, but he ignored it.

  He changed to a wine shop and continued to drink.

  The previous wine shop was close to where he lived, so he went there every day.

   Now change to another family, no one knows him, and no one will say anything about him anymore!

  Jun Yu got drunk again.

  He was drunk, and the wine shop was about to close. It was not suitable for him to stay in the wine shop, so he took a wine jar and went to the street.

  He walked on the street with his soles fluttering, drinking while walking, and muttering something in his mouth.

   "God bless me!"

   "God bless me!"

  It was very late, and there were no people on the street.

  No matter how much he drank, no matter how much he complained, no matter how ugly he was, no one responded.

  He was also happy and at ease. After chanting on the street for a while, he was a little tired, so he found a place against the wall, sat down on the spot, continued to drink a couple of sips, and then fell asleep.

   It's nice to be drunk.

  I don’t know anything anymore.

   Once you wake up from sleep, continue to drink.

   After such a day lasted for three months, without accident, Jun Yu fell ill. Not only did he fall ill, but because he drank too much and didn’t eat every day, he lost a lot of weight.

  His sunken eye sockets, skinny, and out of shape.

  After a rain, he couldn't hold on physically and finally fell ill.

  He couldn't take it anymore, and the disease got worse day by day.

   At first it was just a fever, and then gradually developed a fever, coughing, weakness, and dizziness...

  Every day I feel muddled, feeling like my life is hanging by a thread.

  But he didn't buy medicine, nor did he eat anything. He was lying in a dirty and smelly corner, covered with a mat, with a life-and-death attitude.

  The daily alcohol paralysis has already exhausted his remaining sanity.

   And this illness, while making him linger on his last breath, was extremely hopeless, and at the same time made him feel even more... There is no need for him to live.

So be it!

   One more day, one more day, and if you can’t take it any longer, you will die.

   Die early and get out early.

   There is nothing wrong with this, he accepts his fate.

  …

   "This person has been lying down for a few days? There is no movement at all? Is he dead?"

   "What an unlucky thing."

   "He can die if he wants to, but can he die somewhere else? What's the point of dying on our land? Are we beggars not human beings?"

   "Or, we beggars should bear these bad luck?"

  Jun Yu accidentally lay down in the beggar's nest for a few days, still in a sick posture, which successfully aroused the dissatisfaction of all the beggars around.

  At this moment, a crowd of beggars surrounded him, hurling insults at him.

  Someone tentatively picked the mat covering his body with a stick in his hand. Seeing that he didn't stop him, the person directly used the stick to lift the mat covering him and threw it aside.

  Jun Yu's curled up body was exposed to the sunlight.

   His eyes were a little uncomfortable under the strong light of the sun, so he reached out and rubbed his eyes.

  (end of this chapter)