Chapter 77: Talk to her

"My grandson!" Grandma patted her leg and stopped.

"I'm here." Immediately behind her, Archie answered.

"Rice! The kids haven't eaten dinner yet. "Grandma holds Ah Qiao with her left hand, Archie with her right hand, and nails her feet to the ground.

"I have." The middle-aged man, who claims to be an expert in psychological negotiation, took out a slice of bread from his pocket.

"You're only one."

"The two children can eat separately, and they will be hungry first."

"How is that enough!"

Archie blushed a little with shame, and in his eyes, Grandma was simply vexatious. Now that you've decided to help, why don't you hurry up? The young man did not understand the old man's heart, and shouted with a stiff neck: "I'm not hungry!" I'm not hungry at all! Just give my sister the bread to eat. ”

Grandma looked at the little granddaughter who was bent on saving the scene on the left, and the eldest grandson who was bent on demolishing the stage on the right, knowing that she had lost their hearts, and if she continued to make trouble, it would be like a clown jumping off the beam, so she sighed heavily, never made excuses again, and went up the mountain with everyone.

As the previous cadres introduced, the female accountant who was on the run was not particularly physically strong, the mountain was not too high, and she did not even reach the middle section, and she was on the edge of a cliff, and she was in a stalemate with the police.

Grandma and Ah Qiao only walked for about 20 minutes before they arrived.

Before the man reached the top, he heard a terrible cry coming from the wind. It was getting late, and when I looked at the forest, it was already foggy, and I couldn't see it clearly. In the cold, a large black bird pierced through the forest and soared into the sky.

In this case, the cry fell on the ears, and it was particularly terrifying.

Grandma couldn't help but squeeze Ah Qiao's hand tighter.

Unexpectedly, the psychological negotiator was even stronger, and he almost used the robbery to pull Xiao Aqiao to his side. Grandma staggered to snatch it, but was kicked by the fat village chief, who blocked Grandma with her own round, limp body.

"Auntie, auntie, let's listen to the sidelines, we can't spoil the police."

Archie shook his grandmother's arm vigorously, and her grandmother was dizzy with tears, and it was easy to find that little Archie was one step away from her, and then she regained her composure.

"You sing to her." The negotiator whispered to Ah Qiao.

"Sing what?"

"Whatever. "Penny", "Little Swallow", "Little Girl Picking Mushrooms", ...... Whatever. It doesn't matter what you sing, it's important to let her hear you slowly. ”

Ah Qiao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then began to sing:

Little swallow, dressed in flowers.

Come here every spring.

I asked the swallow why you came,

The swallows say that spring is the most beautiful here......

The mournful crying gradually subsided, and then fell silent.

Ah Qiao's children's voice milk is sweet and sweet, crisp and raw, like the most mirror glass, and like the clearest stream. The familiar singing voice wafted through the forest, and the original tense atmosphere was soothed by her song.

When Ah Qiao's song ended, the negotiator shouted in a very ordinary and gentle tone: "Think about your daughter, she is still very young, she needs her mother." ”

"Daughter? Jingjing! Did you bring Jingjing here? No! No! I don't want Jingjing to see me like this! The fugitive, with her hair in disarray, on the edge of the cliff, suddenly went into a frenzy, combing her hair with her fingers, slapping her cheek vigorously, and even hiding—there was no place around her to hide, and the only vacant space was a ditch of 100 meters.

"Talk to her, she's getting too nervous." The psychological negotiator whispered to Ah Qiao.

"Say what?"