Chapter Seventy-Five: The Little Beggar (2)
"This little girl is so pitiful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "Dong Lili was very maternal, and she pushed the cart very pitifully and put ten yuan in the empty bowl of the little girl. The little girl's indifferent eyes were still looking ahead, as if she hadn't seen Dong Lili who gave her money.
Dong Lili was puzzled, usually such children would be grateful to say an auspicious word, why is this little girl a little stupid? Looking at the wit on her face, she doesn't look like a stupid person.
Chen Pan also planned to go over and give some money, so he grabbed him with a small bottle: "I know this little girl, she doesn't ask for food." She may have been abducted by human traffickers and sold to others to cook food. ā
Chen Fan's shocked brain went blank, and he couldn't believe what he heard: "What did you say? ā
"I said I knew her, she didn't ask for food." The hand of the flower vase trembled slightly. Obviously holding back extreme anger.
Dong Lili walked back, just in time to hear the last sentence of the vase, and suddenly opened a pair of beautiful apricot eyes: "What?" Do you know that little girl? ā
"Yes, we may have met human traffickers. I'm going to rescue that little girl, can you help me? The vase said.
"No problem, how can you help." Chen Pan immediately agreed.
"I'll call my brother, in case there are too many of them, we can't do anything, and when the little girl is taken away, we won't be able to find it again." Dong Lili thought very thoughtfully.
"Well, thank you." The vase of flowers said gratefully.
The situation is urgent, and it is important to save people. The little girl is in danger of being transferred every minute, and now the city management is strict, and generally this kind of person who asks for food will not ask for food in the same place for a long time. Chen Pan and Dong Lili didn't ask how the flower vase met the little girl.
"I'll talk to the little girl later, after a long time, someone will definitely come out and threaten me, and then I'll entangle those people, and you can take the little girl and go to the police station." The vase explained.
The police station is three or five streets away from here, and it is not close to it, but it is not far away. When we arrived at the police station, everyone was safe. After all, human traffickers are one of the key targets of the state's intensified crackdown.
Dong Lili quickly made a call. Nodding at the vase of flowers.
The vase told her plan again.
Dong Lili said anxiously: "Let's wait a minute, right?" How about waiting for my brother to bring someone here? ā
"When will your brother arrive?" The vase asked.
"He's around here, come right now. It shouldn't take more than five minutes. Dong Lili said confidently.
"Then let's act first, I'm afraid that if a trafficker takes the little girl in the car and leaves, we will be too late." The vase of flowers said cautiously.
"Could you have recognized the wrong person?" After all, Dong Lili doesn't know much about the flower vase, and she is afraid that the flower vase will be in danger.
The flower vase couldn't help but sigh in her heart, such a careful girl, plus she has a powerful brother, will she really be the one who needs to be protected?
"No, we know each other very well, this is my former neighbor's child, I won't admit it." The vase was extremely confident, "Okay, time can't be delayed any longer, I'll go up first, you two don't get too close." So as not to startle the snake. ā
Dong Lili saw that she couldn't persuade the flower vase, so she had to reluctantly agree to the plan of the flower vase, anyway, her brother would bring someone over immediately, there should be no danger, since it was the person who was invited by the brother to protect him, there should be two brushes.
At the very least, your skills must be better than yourself.
In fact, Dong Lili, don't look at her as delicate, people have also practiced, although her skills can't be compared with the vase, generally two or three boys can't really get close to her.
There's no way, my father is in the underworld, and my brother is also in the underworld, and as the eldest lady of an underworld family, although someone secretly protects her, she still has to have some skills. Otherwise, if there is no one around at the critical moment, it will be bad.
However, Dong Lili has never exposed her kung fu skills in front of others. This is what her father meant, after all, there is one more skill that others don't know, and it can work at a critical moment.
The vase of flowers pushed the bicycle towards the little girl without hurry, and stopped when she walked to the little girl's side, looking at the little girl's dirty little face and big eyes without focus, and her heart throbbed.
"Zhang Yihan?" The flower vase tried to whisper softly to the little girl's name.
The little girl didn't react, still staring ahead without focus, her eyes glazed. An aura of despair enveloped her all over her.
A little child exudes this kind of aura all over her body, and it really makes people wonder what terrible things she has experienced at such a young age to despair of the world at such a beautiful age.
The vase of flowers cried, and she recalled the time when she used to live in City C and be neighbors with Zhang Yihan.
At first, Zhang Yihan's parents didn't know each other, but later Zhang Yihan's father met Zhang Yihan's mother, and then they got married, and they went to drink the wedding wine in a small bottle.
Watching Zhang Yihan's mother's belly bulge day by day, and finally gave birth to the lovely Zhang Yihan, their whole family treated this little girl as a baby, holding it in their hands for fear of falling, and holding it in their mouths for fear of melting.
From Zhang Yihan like an old man to babbling, toddler, and flower vases have all witnessed one by one. Zhang Yihan usually likes the vase of flowers the most, and every time he sees her, he will call sweetly: "Sister, sister." ā
At the beginning, Zhang Yihan always had a baby's unique milky fragrance on his body, his skin was white and pure, and he was soft when he hugged it. When you gently put your little head on the shoulder of the vase, the heart of the vase will melt.
And she laughed with a big dimple on both sides of her face, not to mention how distressing it was.
Zhang Yihan's grandparents, parents, and parents are not patriarchal at all, she is a happy and well-behaved baby who is jealous of the whole world.
But now the soft, fragrant child has become the little beggar who is kneeling on the ground and begging for food, covered in dirt, stinking and coaxing, with a desperate face.
I don't even know how to respond when my name is called. If you look closely, there seem to be a lot of scarred wounds on her head.
The heart of the flower vase hurt so much as if it was grabbed, tears rolled down, and he reached out to touch Zhang Yihan's dirty little face: "Zhang Yihan, Xiao Hanhan, I'm my sister!" Why don't you know me anymore! ā
Zhang Yihan shrank when she was gently touched by the flower vase, as if she was afraid that others would touch her body, and slowly closed her sloppy gaze little by little, and then glanced at the flower vase squatting in front of her with tears streaming down her face.