When he got up from the bed, Yang Xiaodong saw the old-fashioned TV set placed at the head of the bed.

Yang Xiaodong's grandfather likes these ancient things very much, although he doesn't use them, but this TV is at home, and he is happy with him.

But this is the home of the first generations of Confucius's family?

Forget it, if you can't think of it, you don't want to, your parents should be at home now.

Thinking that he was the only one in the room now, Yang Xiaodong was inexplicably happy, got out of bed, and then tiptoed to the door, ready to scare his mother.

The rain was still falling, dripping.

Yang Xiaodong doesn't like rainy days, his body is always sticky, and the quilt is a little damp, which makes people particularly uncomfortable.

However, at this time, Yang Xiaodong had completely forgotten that it was raining now, and opened the door directly, originally thinking that what he could see should be a very old-fashioned small building.

Before, his mother's secretary, Miss Bai Xiaomi, didn't send him some pictures of the Confucius era, as well as the clothes of the Confucius period.

It was because of the behavior of his mother's secretary that Yang Xiaodong and his sister Yang Xiaobei especially liked Confucius's poems.

But when Yang Xiaodong opened the door, he originally thought that there was a wooden staircase, the staircase was made of wood, and there were servants downstairs who were cleaning up and cleaning up the living room spotlessly.

Outside the door there is also a small garden filled with a variety of flowers.

But the moment he opened the door, Yang Xiaodong was stunned.

It's not the scene he imagined, the scene he could have is a few little kids cleaning the furniture.

There are no small wooden staircases, and when Yang Xiaodong opened the door, he saw the living room directly.

The living room was probably a little bigger than his.

The little boys who were cleaning were in rags, and their faces were still dark.

Although they are cleaning the house, they seem to have forgotten to clean their own hygiene, and their bodies are very dirty.

Yang Xiaodong glanced at it and felt that the sky was about to fall, how could this be completely different from the secretary's sister.

This was not the case in the Confucius era, the secretary's sister was really excessive, he had to sue his mother and let his mother deduct her salary.

The moment he saw Yang Xiaodong come out, the little boy who was silently wiping the room suddenly became panicked, and his hands began to tremble.

If Bai Xiaomi and Manager Yu saw it, they might be able to know one of the little boys.

The little boy was wiping the table, and the moment he saw Yang Xiaodong looking at him, he immediately trembled with fear, but soon regained his composure.

This little boy is the little boy that Bai Xiaomi and Manager Yu met outside, and the little boy seems to be very worried.

"You guys, where is this? Yang Xiaodong didn't know where this was here, and when he looked at it, he didn't see his mother and father, not even Yang Xiaobei, who was even more naughty than himself.

The heart is particularly flustered for no reason. It's as if something very big has happened.

At present, no matter what, he has to find his parents first.

"Here, here's ......" This is a stronghold for child trafficking.