The little boy's chubby little hand picked up a peach cake and took a bite.

"You naughty man, naughty!" Although his mouth was blaming, his grandmother took him into her arms and sat on her lap, her doting eyes full of love.

Such a picture made Jiang Haoxiang feel a little choked in his throat, and his milk at that time was silver and white, but the whole person was full of energy.

When I woke up, the sunlight shone through the gray curtain to the ground, forming a golden beam.

Jiang Haoxiang turned over, groped for the alarm clock from the bedside, and looked closely, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

This night's sleep is really heavy.

He got up, dressed up, and after washing up in the bathroom, he straightened the collar of his shirt in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned around, and he came to the closet, and with one hand he put down the suitcase, unzipped it, and the contents were neatly arranged.

He rummaged for a moment, a panicked look on his face.

Hurrying downstairs, he found the landlady. The landlady was wearing an apron and making coffee, and the smell of coffee in the room reached her nostrils.

On the stove were a few fried golden poached eggs, and the aroma of the eggs also made the late man swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"It's you, Haoxiang, do you want to have some breakfast together, I still have fried eggs here, but, after eating, you have to pay me for breakfast." The landlady smiled politely as she poured a few fried eggs onto a white plate.

She topped it with a few more slices of bread, squeezed some tomato sauce, and a steaming cup of coffee was placed on the side of the plate.

"For you, eat!"

Jiang Haoxiang has always eaten at a Chinese restaurant outside, which was opened by an acquaintance of his father, and has a more hometown flavor.

Occasionally, he would have a simple bite to eat at the landlady's place. After all, in a building, it is still more convenient.

Jiang Haoxiang said thank you and sat down. He picked up a knife and fork, sliced the poached egg finely, then gave a piece to his mouth, and then gave the landlady a thumbs up, "Delicious! ”

The landlady smiled at him and praised him for being a gentleman and eating Sven.

He continued to eat the sliced bread, and when he had swallowed a bite, he looked up at the landlady and asked, "Madame landlady, I have something that seems to have fallen in the room where it belongs, can you let me in and look for it?" ”

"No problem, the young lady will come down later, I'll tell her." The landlady replied.

Jiang Haoxiang waved his hand: "No, you just need to take me upstairs to find it when she goes out, I don't want to be so troublesome!" ”

Jiang Haoxiang felt that it was quite embarrassing to meet a strange girl, and he was afraid of trouble.

"This, okay......" The landlady knows Jiang Haoxiang, so she thinks it's not a big problem for this matter, because of Jiang Haoxiang's character, she has seen it.

One morning passed, and at noon, when Jiang Haoxiang came back from eating at a Chinese restaurant outside, the landlady came up to him, and she told him in English that as far as she knew, the young lady upstairs seemed to have gone out to eat with friends at noon, and should not be back so soon.

She told him to hurry up and find his things and not to delay too long.

Although it felt like stealing something, the landlady still respected Jiang Haoxiang's idea.

Jiang Haoxiang nodded to her, and was accompanied upstairs by the landlady, who helped him open the door of the room where Qiao Shanxie was now, and he walked in and looked around.

The landlady felt that she was not fit to stand here, so she told him to hurry up and get his things out and lock the door.

Jiang Haoxiang made an "ok" gesture to her, and then, his eyes searched all corners of the room.

He searched the drawers at the head of the bed, the wardrobe, behind the curtains, and even the bathroom, but nothing but some women's items.

Feeling a little helpless, he stood straight in the middle of the room with his hands at his sides.

Where did it go?