"Popsicles, popsicles......"

In the hot summer, you can always see some vendors on the streets, pushing bicycles and walking the streets and alleys selling popsicles.

A few loud shouts rang out, and several children poured out from all corners, holding change in one hand and already pulling out colorful popsicles in the other.

Ji Canghai took out a few yuan of change from my pocket: "Are you thirsty?"

My eyes were always on the packaging of the ice bricks: "Ice bricks do quench thirst."

Ji Canghai looked at me with a confused expression: "What are you talking about?"

I looked back at him and beckoned to him, "How much money do you have in your pocket?"

"Just ......"

Ji Canghai took out all the crumpled money in his pocket and handed it to me: "That's all."

I took the money and turned to look at Big Brother who bought the popsicle.

"How do you sell ice bricks?"

The peddler wiped his sweat: "One piece."

"How many do you have?"

He didn't put down his sweaty hand yet, and sneered, "How much, can you still wrap me around?"

"You're right, Bao Yuan!"

"Not only do I want popsicles, but I also want your bike!"

The peddler slowly lowered his hand and waved impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, I ......."

I didn't say anything more, and just stuffed the money into his basket: "This money is only a lot more, you don't suffer a loss."

He seriously thought about the money, and slowly raised his head: "It's all mine? No repentance?"

"Repentance is a dog."

The peddler smiled and took a key out of his pocket and threw it into the basket.

"The key is here, thank you, boss!"

Ji Canghai looked at a box of ice bricks and snorted at the flowers: "You want to eat to death?"

I picked up an ice brick and stuffed it directly into my mouth: "Can you believe it, I can kill Chen Changming with one ice brick."

"I want to believe it." Ji Canghai pursed his mouth: "But don't you think you feel like bragging?"

I looked down at the children with sad faces and immediately pulled out a large handful of ice bricks from the incubator.

A handful of ice bricks, replacing their smiles.

I crouched down and asked with a smile, "I have a lot of ice bricks, do you want them?"

"Yes!"

All the children shouted in unison, and frustration turned into excitement.

"I have a contest, do you want to participate?"

"Yes!"

I turned back and pointed to the colorful rope on the wall, and lowered my voice a little: "You go and collect the colorful rope hanging on the wall, one rope, and one ice brick."

"I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow morning."

"You ......"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Canghai dragged me aside and said in a low voice, "*** Isn't it crazy?"

"You do this with a bunch of kids, don't you take a risk?"

I squeezed his hand hard, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

Turning my head, I looked at the children, "You need to involve more children, whoever brings more people will have more ice bricks."

"Good!"

The children were chirping and jumping with joy, and they scattered with a bang.

Ji Canghai looked at the backs of this group of children, and his words were full of worry: "Such a group of children is too dangerous, right?"

I smiled, took out my phone, and called Uncle Ya.

"Uncle, I have to trouble you."

Uncle Ya faintly threw out a word: "Say."

"Is there any old scum in this place in Monan?"

"Why do you ask this?" Uncle Ya asked very alertly, "When Wang Ju was in power, he drove out all the old scum, and no one dared to do this."

"Those old scum died, ran, and all those left behind were washed in gold."

"You help me find an old relationship, and I say that my son is lost."

Uncle Ya obviously raised his voice a lot: "When did you have a son?"

"Oh, I'll explain it to you when I get back, so I can do what I say."

Through the phone, I can think of Uncle Ya's expression now.

His voice came down the phone, "And what does this kid look like?"

"You can make up any one."

Hanging up, I crouched next to my bike and munched on a popsicle to myself.

Ji Canghai held the pergola with one hand: "What is the old scum?"

"Black words, it's human traffickers."

He immediately crouched down beside me and whispered, "You're going to sell people?"