The old man looked at Qing stunned, as if he had never believed that 'the wealth in his hands could be discarded by his own hands because of a simple matter'. Because he knew that as long as Qing said that kind of thing, he would never break his word, and years of working together made him understand this, and it was because of this that the old man would hand over the old shop he had been carefully protecting to Qing, and after that, he moved to this nursing home at this moment.

Qing patted the old man's arm, stood up with a slight smile, and turned to leave towards the door. Now that he has brought the words and the old man's thoughts have been understood, it is time for Qing himself to fulfill his promise and tear up his contract, and the rights to land and real estate will naturally return to its original owner, and Qing's more than eight years of life as a clerk can be completely ended and return to the jobless vagrant, but on the contrary, he has indeed saved a lot of wealth in the past eight years!

When Qing walked to the door, the door was opened, and the middle-aged man who had been thrown out of the store last night appeared at the door, almost facing each other. However, the green is slightly taller, and the middle-aged man has been violently received once, so the middle-aged man has taken a step backwards unnaturally. Qing smiled faintly, and then the middle-aged man walked out of the room with a backward gap. In fact, the person would come to the old store Changqing had already predicted it, and the time of his arrival happened to be Qing's just finished speaking.

The next thing is the family affairs of the old store manager's father and son, so there is no need for Qing to continue to stay. Removing the burden from his body, he returned to his former cumin posture again. Standing at the door of the nursing home with great tranquility in his heart, Qing looked up at the bright sun in the sky. You don't need to think about what needs to be purchased in the store next, and you don't have to think about what else needs to be dealt with in time. There is no worry about thinking about going for work, and at this moment Qing feels that the air is much fresher!

Qing touched a few coins in his pants pocket, and took the tram all the way back to use them all. Sighing and walking towards the tram stop, Qing originally thought that since he didn't need to go back to open the door, then he would take the car to the city for a good meal, but at the moment, he felt a few coins stuffed in his pocket, so he had no choice but to take the tram back to his residence in advance. After walking for a long time, Qing got on the tram, and as the tram stopped, he arrived at the apartment where he lived.

Qing put his hands in his jacket pockets and returned to his home leisurely. Back at home, Qing sat down at the desk by the window, reached out and opened the locked drawer at the bottom of the desk, and a brown paper bag was placed in it. Carefully took out the bag, since it had been locked in a closed drawer space, this brown paper bag was almost the same as when it was put in four years ago, but Qing didn't expect that he would take it out of the drawer again after four years.

Qing looked at the bag in his hand, which contained the original contract. The flame spell spread along Qing's hand into the paper bag, and a firelight with blue ** power lit up between them, and gradually, the bag held in his hand turned into ashes, flew out of the window along the window, and drifted away with the wind---- the time and energy spent in the eight-year post can be said to be much more than his own home, Qing is more or less full of feelings for that place, but since it is a return to the original owner, then Qing can't say anything, and let the paper in his hand be burned little by little.