Sibaozi hugged the child in his arms like a treasure, and hugged it so tightly, Xiaoman stretched out his fist in his arms and kept beating, as if he vented his dissatisfaction and resentment with the whole world on Sibaozi.

They have been in Harbin for so many days, and the place where the two live is only separated by a courtyard wall, and no one knows who exists with each other!

Xu Ruifeng's nose was sour, this kid looks like Sibaozi, he may mention it when chatting, but the two of them look too different, right? Xiaoman still looks like an ordinary child, but Sibaozi survived a wild boar and became a sperm.

"Come, let Abba take a good look at you."

Sibaozi let go of his hand, put the child on the ground, looked carefully, and watched it carefully, eager to pull off the child's hair and check it by the roots.

"I'm taller, and I'm thinner."

Sibaozi didn't say anything, he could only say these two sentences back and forth, when he rolled up Xiaoman's sleeves and wanted to see if the child's arm was strong or not, the whip mark on his arm made him fall into madness instantly!

"Who hit!"

Mandu Ratu took a step back, put down his sleeves, and silently turned his head back and looked at Xu Ruifeng as if asking for help.

These days, Xiao Man has developed a habit, that is, to talk to Xu Ruifeng, and slowly, he regards Lao Xu as his spiritual mentor, so even in front of his father, he still looks back at Lao Xu.

Xu Ruifeng pushed the child's shoulder with his hand and sent it forward: "Don't be afraid, that's your father." ”

"Something to say to him is more useful than to tell me."

In an instant, the tears in Xiao Man's eyes fell frequently, and he said word by word: "When my mother came to Beiman to look for you, people were deceived into throwing into the river, and I could only ask for food in Beiman......"

Sibaozi lowered his head, he had been mixed with the rivers and lakes all his life, and in the end it turned out to be this result.

Jianghu, there is a fart!

"Someone tricked me into saying that I could feed me by going to work at their house with a bowl of porridge, but they led me to that place, and that place ......"

Xiao Man was trembling all over, trembling and leaning in front of Sibaozi and said: "The people in that place are all children, they give this group of children a kind of medicine, poison them one by one, and then let them practice picking up soap in boiling water, and when they are done, they throw people on the street and are watched stealing bags." ”

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the Northeast, and there are even more cruel ones.

Before the old beggar met Xu Ruifeng, he had made a living from this, but it was only later that he broke off this idea with Lao Xu.

"Then how did you escape?"

Xiaoman said: "I have a big voice, and I have a lot of strength, and when the group of people poured medicine on me, I shouted hard, just in time for the owner to sing in Beiman, and lived next door to us. ”

There are many kinds of troupes, such as those that perform in a theater, those that wander around the Northeast, and a smaller one, that is, wandering in various villages and counties. But this kind of theater troupe has great personnel mobility, for example, if there is a shortage of people under the hands of a theater owner, he will dig from this kind of place, after all, they are all experienced masters and do not need to be trained.

What if the troupe is short of people?

It's very simple, they will beat the traffickers to buy a lot of children, and let these children do some chores in the drama troupe on weekdays to learn opera, and when they have learned, they should go on stage to earn money. Generally speaking, after a few years in this kind of theater troupe, you will understand the truth that people go to higher places, so when the theater owner comes to poach people again, how can they stay? So, the troupe had to pull one of the children in their hands, and so on.

Therefore, the troupe, that is, the Tiaoding who sings the two-person turn, can be regarded as a person in the rivers and lakes.

The theater owner doesn't count.

It stands to reason that this matter has to be thanks to the owner of the drama troupe, without anyone, you don't know what this kid has become, maybe he will ask for food in a corner of Beiman. Yes, Xu Ruifeng promised to help find it, but did he dare to admit it when he found it? He is not the child's father, and he doesn't recognize the child's familiarity at a glance, and on the street, those little Hanako are all covered with black faces and hair several feet long, who dares to guarantee that they will be able to recognize it?

Isn't it good that this kid doesn't lack arms or legs now?

But Sibaozi didn't think so, and he didn't want to think so.

Now that the child has been found, whoever bullies the child is tantamount to death in his eyes.

"Four treasures, hey, four treasures!"

Sibaozi's eyes were on his son, and he didn't even care about Lao Xu's greetings: "Master." ”

"Just now the child said that he wants to eat pork ribs and stewed beans."

"Yes!"

Sibaozi immediately got up, returned to the house, and brought out the rest of the pot base.

"Eat." He put the dishes on the table and looked at the child and finally smiled.

Xiaoman was also really hungry, there were no chopsticks in his eyes at all, he grabbed a piece of pork ribs and gnawed it, and the oil soup dripped down his hand.

After chewing on this piece in three or two, the kid actually looked at the bowl again.

Sibaozi picked up the bowl and stuffed it directly into Xiao Man's hand: "Hold it and eat, it's all yours!" ”

Xiao Man smiled, the meat foam in his mouth was still sticking to his teeth, holding the bowl in one hand and scooping up another piece of meat with the other, and biting it hard.

"Wang Ming? Wang Ming! ”

Xu Ruifeng shouted into the house: "You boil some hot water, and let Sibaozi give his son a bath in a while." ”

"What? The son of the fourth brother? ”

The house all came out this time, and at the moment when the cook came out, the child was not only not afraid at all, but also opened his mouth and shouted: "Aunt Mao! ”

The chef looked at Sibaozi in surprise, and Sibaozi shook his head.

He didn't want to say anything, he already felt that God was not kind to him when he saw his son again, so now after he finished feeding the child, let the child talk about what has happened in the past few years.

When, when, when.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

When Bai Ling turned around and opened the door, a little old man stood at the door and said, "What, I'm tired to ask, is our child playing here?" ”

What else do you need to inquire about, the two families are separated by a courtyard wall, and there is even a noise and shouting here, who can't listen?

"Yes."

Bai Ling let people in.

Xu Ruifeng came over with a smile and asked, "Are you?" ”

The man said: "Zai Bucai is the head of the theater troupe next door." ”

This sentence can be regarded as piercing Sibaozi's heart, his throat was uplifted, Wang Ming was overturned by one arm beside him, and when he got close to the troupe owner, he 'touched' the other party's collarbone with one hand, and pulled the other hand down to the crotch, and lifted the other party's whole person horizontally above his head: "You dare to hit my son!" ”

Syllable!

smashed directly on the ground, and the troupe owner was angry at that time.