Since then, the catchers in Luoning County have taken to the streets again, and people have begun to greet them, and the hearts of the five people are also happy.

On this day, five people were strolling down the street, and not far in front of them, an old lady was pushing a small cart to meet them, and there was an old man sitting in the car, both of whom looked to be seventy or eighty years old.

When she came to a distance of about five meters in front of Xiaohu, the old lady stopped and said to the old man: "You rest here, I'll go buy some food." ”

"Go, baby!" , The old man looked at the old lady affectionately and said.

"Look at people, they are still so loving at such an old age!" Xiaohu looked at this warm scene and couldn't help but sigh: "This makes me start to believe in love again!" ”

"What a rarity!" , Tang Yibin also admired.

Xiaohu stepped forward a few steps, approached the old man and said, "Hello, old man! ”

"Ah, it's the official! Can I help you? ”

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, you are all so old, and you are still screaming baby, what a love!"

"Ah, that's it!" , The old man's face changed, and he whispered: "My old woman is a ruthless girl, I have been confused in the past few years, and I have forgotten her name, so I can only call it baby, otherwise let her know that I forgot her name, and I must be killed!" Baby! You're back! ”

The old man immediately said to the old lady who came back from grocery shopping with a smile on his face.

The five of them were all black lines in their heads.

Near noon, the weather suddenly changed, the sky was cloudy, and from time to time there were a few thunders, it seemed that it was going to rain, and the people on the street were busy, and the people who went home went home, and the streets were suddenly lively.

The five people saw a restaurant in front of them, so they walked over quickly, just entered the door, raindrops fell in the sky, and more and more dense, in the blink of an eye, the heavy rain poured down, the five people asked for a table of wine and food in the hall on the first floor and sat down, chatting while eating, by the way enjoying the rain outside the door.

After a short time, a boy ran in from outside the door, soaked all over his body, and the boy ran a handful of hair with his hands, stamped his feet, and stood at the door, looking at the rain outside the door, and letting the water on his body drip down the trouser tube.

"Roar! Isn't this Young Master Zhang? The shopkeeper looked at the boy and said teasingly, "What? I don't take a subordinate with me when I go out, you see that our young master Zhang will be drenched! ”

The boy glared back at the shopkeeper, didn't make a sound, and then turned his head again.

The shout of the shopkeeper attracted the attention of Xiaohu and others, Xiaohu looked at the boy a few times at random, the boy looked twelve or thirteen years old, and the clothes on his body were worth a lot of money, not like a child from a poor family, but the maturity and vicissitudes of life shown in the boy's eyes were not what a child of this age should have, and it seemed that he had experienced some major changes.

"That's the son of the Zhang family, called Zhang Bufan, alas, a poor child!" , Liu Zhenxiao shook his head and said.

"This boy must be a man with a story," Xiaohu thought to himself.

Half an hour later, the rain stopped, the sun regained air supremacy, and the bright sunlight sprinkled the land, and the rain on the ground soon disappeared without a trace, and the streets were bustling again.

The boy basked in the sun at the door, and waited until his clothes were almost dry, and then he was ready to leave.

"Here it is! Don't let him run! ”

Suddenly there was a shout, and then several people rushed to the street, led by a middle-aged man, who came to the boy and grabbed the boy's arm.

"You little arsonist, you still want to run?!" , the middle-aged man said angrily.

"You let go of me!" , The boy screamed loudly while struggling, probably because the middle-aged man exerted too much force, and the boy's face showed a painful expression.

It didn't take much effort, and a large crowd gathered at the door to watch the excitement.

Xiaohu couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, took a few steps to the man's approach, grabbed the man's arm, and put a slight force on his hand, "If you have something to say, what kind of majesty is playing with a child?" ”

The middle-aged man sighed as soon as he was in pain, let go of the hand that grabbed the boy, and Xiaohu also let go of his hand at the same time.

"It turned out to be Nie Zhutou, surnamed Liu, named Wang, do you know why I arrested him?"

"Why?"

"This little guy set fire to my warehouse while it was raining! Fortunately, it rained, otherwise it would have burned out! Liu Wangjia pointed to the boy and said loudly.

Xiaohu frowned when he heard this, and then looked at the boy, and the boy also looked at Xiaohu, shook his head, and there was a resolute look in his eyes.

"Little brother, don't be afraid", Xiaohu touched the boy's head, "What's your name?" ”

"Zhang Bufan!" , the boy said.

"Did you set fire to his warehouse?" , Xiaohu asked softly.

"I didn't!" , Zhang Bufan suddenly shouted loudly.

Xiaohu turned his head to look at Liu Wang's house.

"He's lying!" , Liu Wangjia pointed at Zhang Bufan, "The fire burns when it rains, and someone just saw him running here from near my warehouse, and they can all testify!" ”

Several people who came with Liu Wang's house were busy nodding yes.

"There are also children's footprints on the grass near the warehouse, do you dare to compare them?!"

"Dare!" , Zhang Bufan is full of confidence.

"Let's go!"

Along the street to the west, after turning a street corner, everyone stopped in front of a house on the side of the street that was burned down most of it, Xiaohu observed, the house is not big, the wooden structure, the roof has been burned down for most of the time, almost all the items in the house have been burned, and a lot of wood is still emitting a trace of green smoke, and it looks like it has just been burned by fire.

"The footprints are here!" , Liu Wangjia pointed to a series of footprints on the grass in front of the house.

Xiaohu took Zhang Bufan's hand and walked over.

On the grass in front of the house, there is a string of children's footprints, from west to east, because it is more muddy when it rains, so the footprints are deeper, after the sun's irradiation, the soil has dried up at this moment, forming a nest of footprints, and there are no other footprints around.

"Don't be afraid, step on it and try it", Xiaohu said with a smile.

Zhang Bufan nodded, stretched out a foot, and stepped lightly on the footprints, and everyone's eyes were focused on the footprints.

The size is just right!