The car finally stopped. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. [][For more exciting novels, please visit] The sister with beautiful big eyes hugged him and carefully got out of the car. "You're back, how's it going?" "Is the child hurt?" The big-eyed sister greets her colleagues. Tu'er didn't know that he was now famous and a public figure. All of a sudden, the room became noisy. Both men and women rushed to visit the baby in her arms. The big-eyed sister said worriedly, "Okay, everyone! Don't squeeze it, it's just an ordinary baby. He had just been thrown to the ground with a heavy blow, and he was only crying all the way. Sister Zhang, come over and help check it out, it shouldn't be a big deal, right? You don't have to go to the hospital. "Hospital! By the way, Mr. Huang should be receiving treatment in the hospital now, where is the hospital? Tu'er was placed on an armchair. Mother! Two beautiful big sisters are taking off his jumpsuit and examining his body. Tu'er's face turned crimson, and he himself felt hot. It's embarrassing! Tu'er struggled, and the two big sisters thought he was writhing around uncomfortably. The two of them were in a hurry, fearing that he would fall to the ground and that they would freeze him. Thinking about getting the poor baby done as quickly as possible. But... Tu'er made up his mind to grit his teeth, turned over with all his might, and fell heavily on the smooth floor tiles with a "pop". The two big sisters panicked and were scared half to death. Accusations immediately rang out in the room. "So carelessly, really!" "If you fall into a brain-dead, take it home and raise it yourself, hum!" "If it were my own child, I would definitely not fall." In the noisy cynicism, Tu'er was immediately sent to a local tertiary hospital for rescue.

In the hospital, Tu'er finally got rid of the care of many enthusiastic people. He didn't dare to look for Teacher Huang at all, and he didn't know how to find it. It was nearly dusk, and Tu'er sneaked out of the hospital and into the street. But he was immediately dumbfounded. He couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south. A lonely little boy, unfamiliar with life and afraid of being carried back. He had to dodge and choose a more hidden path, walking aimlessly. The fat girl's life and death are uncertain, and the little raccoon and Da Hong don't know what happened? And the chubby kids. Before you know it, the street lights are on, and the pedestrians on the road are becoming more and more scarce. Tu'er climbed onto a stone chair and lay down on his back. He stared at the starry night sky and couldn't help but sob. Dad, mother, are you also thinking about Tu'er?!

"Little brother, why are you lying here, your father and mother?" It was a little girl's voice, and Tu'er was awakened. The bright sun shone on his little face, and he quickly closed his eyes again. This is a little girl with a school bag on her back and getting ready to go to school. She stared at Tu'er curiously, looking around as she asked, probably looking for the adults of their family. Not far away, a passer-by stopped and looked this way. "Uncle, auntie, is this little brother your child? How could you let him lie alone in such a cold stone chair? The little girl had a serious expression and loudly blamed a young man and a woman walking towards them. Yes? Oh, well, yes, that's not right for us. The young woman had a perfunctory mouth on the girl, and her eyes were fixed on the baby on the stone chair, and she ran quickly. She pulled open Tu'er's jumpsuit and looked around, then quickly looked around, and then waved her hand behind her: "I said you come over quickly, slow like a big snail, don't want to make money!" As soon as she turned her head to fix her gaze on the face of the little girl with the schoolbag on her back, she cleared her throat and said solemnly: "Hey, little sister, I'm going to school now, so hurry up!" What is the rubbing? Isn't there ours here? Go, go, hurry! It's not good to be late, and you'll be criticized by the teacher, right? Let's go! Bye! Scold! The young woman coaxed the girl away. The man had already come to him, and he glanced at Tu'er, and said impatiently, "What are you talking about?" Whoa. What are you happy about! Isn't it just an abandoned baby, if it weren't for someone with a big problem, who would abandon it. Can this sell for a good price? Whoa! Maybe I can sell it, so I'm going to keep it for myself. Look at the one who can give you the ability, grow your brain! As soon as the woman said to the man, she lost her mind for a while: "Then what do you say to do?" Shall we abandon him here as well, as if we didn't see him? Tu'er heard what they were talking about, and he seemed to understand it. He didn't like the tone of the two men, though. He wanted to get up: "Uncle, aunt! What do you want to do? I want to go home! Tu'er began to struggle, and a woman's hand suppressed him: "Yo! This baby cries very loudly, and the kicking of his arms and legs is quite energetic. Hey, I said, it looks like there shouldn't be any big problems with this baby. That's great! Get rich! It's still a handle. "The woman got a little carried away. The young man stared at Tu'er, who was struggling for his life, and did not say a word. At this time, some old men and old ladies who had come out for morning exercise heard the movement and began to gather. "Alright! Hurry up and pick it up and go, no eyes! If someone asks, they say it's our own baby, you know? The woman hugged Tu'er: "I know, it's not the first time anyway, let's go quickly." The two men walked away.

On that day, the little raccoon who cleverly slipped into the grass stayed there and did not slow down. A police dog of his size barked at what he thought was a hidden hideout. The little raccoon had no choice but to get up and fight. A tragic fight is on the verge of breaking out. The little raccoon dog howled wolf, and was about to pounce, and his cold eyes approached his opponent. The police dog hesitated and took two steps back. There was a whistle, and someone was calling for a police dog. It confronted the little raccoon. Another anxious call. The police dog was a little unwilling, and it glared at the little raccoon. In the end, I chose to follow the instructions and jumped away. And the smug little raccoon soon found a muzzle aimed at his black hole. A gunshot rang out, and the little raccoon fell. I don't know how long it took, but the little raccoon gradually regained consciousness. It looked around and found itself imprisoned in a cage. It stood up and felt some back pain, weakness in its hands and feet. It turned out that there was a whole row of cages here, and the sharp-eyed man immediately saw a big tiger lying limp on the ground in the cage next door. The little raccoon licked its nose and sniffed, and called softly: "Fat girl, it's me, little raccoon!" The chubby chick didn't move. The little raccoon dog was a little anxious: "You snooze lazy worm, when are you gone, and you haven't woken up yet!" The little raccoon had no idea that they had been caught with a tranquilizer gun. The poor chubby chick still hasn't woken up. "Fat girl, wake up! Wake up! But no matter how hoarse the little fox cried, the fat girl did not respond, as if she were dead.

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