"Mom, don't you think that rocking chair in our house is an eyesore? As... Let's throw it away... Jiang Qiao took a bite of food and said.

"Eyesore? Where is the eyesore, you can't get along with the rocking chair, no, Cha Cha likes to sleep on it the most, and you can't throw it. Mother Jiang tore the white water chicken thighs specially boiled for Cha Cha into strips and fed them to Cha Cha, who couldn't wait.

"But... But I'm busy. Jiang Qiao pouted and said angrily.

I just sent the old lady away, and I thought I could get a good night's sleep, but last night there was another "guest" at home.

It was 3:05 again, and the barking of Cha Cha made Jiang Qiao open his eyes on time, and a familiar squeak came from the living room.

Jiang Qiao walked into the living room, and this time there was a little girl with blue lips and white lips sitting on the rocking chair, huddled on the rocking chair tremblingly, with tears still hanging on her little face, Cha Cha was squeezing her hair, and staring at this uninvited guest with a fierce face.

Jiang Qiao hurriedly put Cha Cha into the bedroom, turned to look at the child in the rocking chair, and asked, "You... Are you here for me? ”

The little girl nodded.

"But I don't know you, how old are you?" Jiang Qiao was a little strange, she had never met this child, how did she find her family.

"I'm six years old. It was my grandmother who told me. ”

The little girl's voice was very childish, and she should have looked like she was three or four years old at most: her head was large, and her body was much thinner by comparison, and she wore a short gray sleeve and a pair of pink pants that could barely be seen in their original color, and her small hands and feet were thin and slender.

Grandmother? Is it referring to the old lady who just sent away?

Jiang Qiao squatted down and touched the little girl's head: "Isn't it told you by an old grandmother who looks very kind and wears a blue floral coat?" What did she say? ”

The little girl nodded: "Grandma said she was leaving, she said you are a good person, I can come to you for help." ”

"Looking for my help? How can I help you? Jiang Qiao caught a glimpse of the little girl's arms, which still had some bruises and bruises.

"I want to find my mom and dad." At the words Mom and Dad, the little girl's eyes filled with tears, and she raised her head high to prevent the tears from slipping.

"You... Are you looking for Mom and Dad? You... How long have you been dead? Although Jiang Qiao was a little hesitant, he still asked.

"Three days." The little girl replied, "Auntie said, it is better for me to die, and sometimes it is more painful to live than to die." ”

It's only been three days?!

It's cold outside, but the little girl is wearing such thin clothes, Jiang Qiao thought at first that she had died at least last summer, worried that she would die for a long time, but she didn't expect it... It seems that the aunt in her mouth is right, sometimes life is more painful than death.

"How did you die? Where is your home? ”

Jiang Qiao touched the little girl's malnourished little face distressedly, other children were enjoying the pampering of their parents carefree at this age, but she had already tasted the true meaning of death.

"I don't know, I was in a dark room for a long, long time, and then one day the door opened, and I ran out, and I had nowhere to go, so I ran into my grandmother." The little girl mentioned the dark room, and her face showed a look of fear, and her body could not help but tremble.

"Little black house? By the way, what's your name? Jiang Qiao asked.

"Xiaohong, sister, I'm leaving, my terrible brother is back. I can only come to you while he's away. The little girl suddenly stared wide-eyed in the direction of the window, as if something terrible was approaching them.

"Terrible brother?" Jiang Qiao was startled by the little girl's frightened face, and subconsciously looked at the floor-to-ceiling glass window, a white miserable shadow clinging to the glass window in a strange posture, looking in sneakily.

Jiang Qiao was startled, but quickly reacted that the round face belonged to Xiao Yuanzi.

"Don't be afraid, he's not a bad person, your family..." Jiang Qiao stroked his chest and turned around to comfort the little girl, but found that the rocking chair was empty, and the little girl was gone.

Jiang Qiao got up and opened the window, glaring at the kid who came at an inopportune time with an angry face: "Where are you going?" If you don't come sooner or later, it's coming out now. ”

Xiaoyuanzi floated in mid-air, pouting aggrievedly: "But I'm hungry, I have to go back to eat." ”

Jiang Qiao's heart moved: "You shouldn't go to dinner at 3:05 in the morning every day, right?" ”

Xiao Yuanzi's eyes lit up: "Mmmm, the master said that it is best to take supplements at this time, and Xiao Yuanzi must eat enough to protect his sister." ”

"Supplements? What do you eat ... Hey, forget it, I don't want to know. Jiang Qiao finally understood why she didn't sleep in the middle of the night and received visitors at this time.

"Little Joe, little Joe..." Mother Jiang shook her fingers in front of Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao came back to his senses from his memories: "Oh, I'm thinking about something else. ”

"Don't you think Cha Cha seems to be a little strange lately, always screaming in the middle of the night, what should I do if I make noise to my neighbors?" Mother Jiang lovingly held Cha Cha in her arms and gently stroked its head.

"No, you're dreaming, you should be fine if you carry Cha Cha to the room tonight." Jiang Qiao snorted, she touched the tea that was still unsatisfied with eating chicken legs early in the morning, got up and hurriedly rushed out of the door and shouted, "I'm out." ”

"Dreaming? Am I really dreaming? Jiang's mother wondered.

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"What the hell are you doing again?" Mao Daxin shouted in surprise, he was sitting on the sofa with Jiang Li eating KFC's latest breakfast series, but looking at Jiang Li's face, he didn't like the new breakfast this time.

"I want to eat the fritters by the side of the pot." Jiang Li said slowly.

"Hey, I've told you several times, the boss of that family has passed away, and it's Xiao Qiao's wish to help her fulfill it." Mao Daxin shouted.

"Who said that, it's obviously open." Jiang Li muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, the ancestor will eat it." Mao Daxin rolled his eyes and stuffed breakfast into Jiang Li's hand, turned his head and said with a serious expression: "Xiao Qiao, what's the matter with you?" You... WOULD YOU NOT BE ... ”

Jiang Qiao looked at him nervously, and Mao Daxin swallowed: "You shouldn't have provoked something unclean." ”

"What did she come to you for?" Jiang Li interrupted the conversation between Jiang Qiao and Mao Daxin.

Jiang Qiao glanced at Jiang Li, she had a feeling in her heart, Jiang Li didn't seem to want to let herself know the reason why she could suddenly see ghosts, she followed Jiang Li's words and continued: "By the way, she asked me to help find my parents." ”

He didn't want to let himself know, there must be some reason.

"And where does her family live? What is it called? Mao Daxin asked.

"Her name is Xiaohong, and I don't know where she lives." Jiang Qiao shrugged, and sure enough, he looked at Mao Daxin and frowned: "How can I find this?" ”

"I think she's a trafficked child." Jiang Qiao said.