"You mean to say that the child was born by Lao Xia himself?" Lao Cao was shocked like a piece of wood.

"Are you a pig? Just kidding, don't you understand? Wang Jiajun gave him a blank look, and he couldn't understand how he could have such a stupid friend.

"And who do you say that little girl is? Could it be the actor who was found, but why does it look so weak, it can't be ......" Cao Ninglong scratched his neck, and his brain made up a picture that was inappropriate for children.

Syllable!

"I said you kid can't be so dirty, your usual life is too comfortable, you want to judge the day, right?"

A violent slap hit the skull, this guy just owes a beating, and he can't do it without two hits.

"I'm just kidding...", touching his head painfully, Lao Cao muttered.

At this time, Boss Xia also went downstairs and walked to the two of them.

"How's it going today?"

"It's okay, the daily income has basically stabilized, and after choosing a new store, I believe that the revenue will increase." Wang Jiajun showed the made chart to Xia Ning.

"Good work!" patted Wang Jiajun on the shoulder, and Boss Xia smiled.

"Which of us is with whom?"

Glancing at Lao Cao, who was standing next to him in a daze, Xia Ning asked puzzledly, "Your pestle is like wood here, what do you want?"

"That's... What's the matter with the little girl? ”

"Little girl? Oh oh, she accidentally saw it next to the garbage can on the side of the road, I saw her faint on the ground and shivered all the time, so I took her to the hospital. ”

"But she never woke up, and I didn't know how to inform her family, so I took it back to the experience center, and when she woke up, she should know who her parents were." Xia Ning explained.

"I lost it, I didn't expect your old Xia to be so good-hearted? Ok Ok! Cao Feizhai stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up and gave praise.

But Xia Ning always sounded very wrong about this: "Who do you look down on?" For me Xia Ning, this matter is just a gesture. ”

"I don't know how many grandparents I gave up seats to."

With his hands on his waist, Boss Xia didn't blush when he lied, "I'm not like some people, I only know how to covet women and food." ”

Hearing this, Cao Ninglong was unhappy: "I suspect that you are referring to Sang and scolding Huai?" ”

"Be confident, take the suspicion out." Wang Jiajun said with added fuel and vinegar on the side.

"You two dogs, you know how to entertain Lao Tzu." Lao Cao snorted twice, turned around and was busy with the game.

Scenes like this poisonous tongue happen from time to time.

Among the three, Cao Ninglong has the best temper, and he is also a relatively honest person.

This kind of complaining and amusing each other has been going on for many years, so Xia Ning doesn't have to worry about the other party getting angry at all.

After all, the relationship between the three of them is no longer as simple as ordinary friends.

Wu Yeying, who was working on the side, heard the three of them blackening each other, and she was more certain about the relationship between the latter.

That's right, these three people, it must be something!

......

"Hmm..."

Yang Kui, who was lying on the bed, squirmed slightly, and opened her eyelids with difficulty.

My brain is no longer as groggy as before, except that my throat is still aching, and my mental state is much better.

After a cursory glance at the room, Yang Kui's crystal eyes were full of questions.

Where am I?

She vaguely remembered that before she fell unconscious, she had collapsed next to a trash can, but now it was clearly not.

His body was covered with a warm quilt, and the cold was kept out.

There are potted plants on the windowsill, and the room is filled with the faint scent of flowers and plants.

Is this paradise?

She couldn't help but think.

For myself who was born humblely, I have lived in an adobe house since I was a child, and the happiest thing is to eat mustard stuffed dumplings made by my grandmother, and I have never seen this scene in front of me.

Gently pinched his little face.

"Shhhhh

It hurts.

With her little hands propping up on the bed, Yang Kui struggled to get up, looking around with some fear and curiosity.

If this is not heaven, where could it be?

Her brain began to spin, and suddenly, she remembered her grandmother's advice to her: be careful of being abducted by human traffickers.

Thinking of this, Yang Kui's already thin little face looked even paler.

Knock knock!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and it seemed that someone had come up.

Yang Kui immediately got back into the futon and pretended to be asleep.

Crunch.

The door opened, and footsteps came closer.

Yang Kui's little heart couldn't help beating.

She suddenly felt a palm gently on her forehead.

Warm,

The hand lingered for a few seconds, then moved away.

"It's okay, it's not as hot as before."

The man's voice is gentle, with a slight hoarseness.

It seems that he hasn't rested much recently, revealing a trace of exhaustion.

Hey, why is it different from what grandma said?

In Yang Kui's opinion, the human trafficker's voice should be very rough, and then he will forcibly drag himself out of bed.

But now, this is not the case, on the contrary, it is very polite.

In the whole process, except for touching his forehead, there was no other movement.

Although Yang Kui is less than ten years old, the children of the poor are in charge early, and her mind is more mature than her peers.

For the time being, it can be judged that the man in front of the bed has little ill will towards her.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the man next to him spoke.

"Move your body, I'll help you cover the quilt tightly."

Hearing this, Yang Kui subconsciously moved his body, but immediately realized something.

The next second, she opened her eyes and looked at the man beside the bed with some trepidation.

It turned out that the other party had found himself awake.

Xia Ning looked at each other and looked up and down.

It's so thin, this little girl is like a bamboo pole.

"Tell me, what's your name? Why is it dumped next to the trash? What is the parent phone number? ”

Xia Ning poured the girl a cup of hot water, then pulled over a chair and sat down.

Some timidly took the cup, but Yang Kui lowered his head but did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Boss Xia, who sensed that something was wrong, couldn't help asking.

But the other party still didn't speak, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"In that case, then I can only call the police." Sitting up from the chair, Boss Xia took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pretended to make a call.

At this time, Yang Kui, who had been silent, finally raised his head and said, "Can you please don't fight..."

With a request in his eyes, the emaciation mixed with the sallow complexion makes people's hearts tight.

It's hard to imagine what this child has been through.

Slowly putting down the phone, Xia Ning did it again, and there was a little more distress in his heart.

Yang Kui's age is only eight or nine years old at best, and this should be the most virginal and happy period for children.

But these are not on the other party's body, and there is no trace of childhood that should be there.

The little hands peeled, the barbs on the nails were visible, and the calluses were visible to the naked eye.

At first glance, Boss Xia guessed some of this girl's life experience.

Because his parents were farmers, he knew the imprint left after farming.

Touching the hot water cup, Yang Kui's already cold heart had a ray of warmth.