The big green iron gate, hollowed out above, painted with the pattern of New Year's pictures below, is flanked by cement red brick walls, with whitish couplets on it, incomplete.

Inside the gate, a little boy of three or four years old cried with his eyes closed.

Lin Yu outside the door looked frightened, raised his hands in the air, and shouted that he had been wronged.

As for what was wronged, Lin Yu didn't know, and he always felt that he couldn't get rid of his suspicion if he didn't shout.

Li Sanyi and Zhang Bo'er stood beside Lin Yu on the left and right, looking around with a serious face and a little vigilance, especially afraid that the people in the village would rush out with hoes.

The three of them began to coax the children one by one.

"Don't cry, uncle will buy you candy to eat."

This is Zhang Boer.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll take you away if you're crying!"

This is Li Sanyi, who thinks he can scare the child.

"Little brother, don't cry, okay, you see my sister has a big red ticket, if you don't cry, I'll give it to you."

This is Lin Yu who is paying bribes.

This moment was preserved in the memory of the wind for a long, long time.

It was also at this moment that she really realized what kind of three people around her were not enough to succeed and more than to fail.

If you keep shouting, none of the four of you will leave the village.

"Shut up!"

The wind in the back said shut up, and the trio immediately shut up, focusing on one obedience.

Feng Yin stepped forward in two steps, glanced at the three people, and handed over the mobile phone that had already turned on the live broadcast to Li Sanyi.

"Hold, at the critical moment, this is the evidence of our innocence."

"I kind of understand, live broadcast part-time jobs are floating clouds, and live broadcast self-protection is our true meaning."

Li Sanyi took the mobile phone stuffed by Feng Yin, hugged it, took it, turned the direction, and aimed it at Feng Yin.

"Don't cry!"

Just three words, the little boy in the yard stopped crying.

Xiao Douding finally opened his eyes, looked at the wind with his eyes, and looked like he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, which showed the softness of his heart to those who accidentally brushed the live broadcast room.

[Where is this?] What are you doing? 】

[Children's clothes seem to be in the countryside, not regional discrimination, I promise! ] 】

[It's like a left-behind child, and there is a piece of black and gray on his clothes for many years. 】

While blindly guessing in the live broadcast room, Feng Yin held the railing above the big iron gate with both hands, which was particularly joyful.

"Unexpectedly, the first iron curtain tear of my life was contributed here."

The self-ridiculing wind groaned that made the netizens who had just come in burst out for a while hahaha.

"What's your name, little one?

The little boy blinked subconsciously, was quiet for about five seconds, and said in a small voice: "An An, An An." ”

The little boy patted his little chest, and he was telling others that he was An An.

"An An, hello, how old are you?"

The little boy raised his little hand, a few little fingers rose and fell, and finally raised four fingers to the wind and said, "An An is three years old!" ”

This move made netizens shout cute.

"Okay, An An, is this your home?"

This question goes straight to the point.

I saw that the little boy stared at Feng Yin for about ten seconds, and Feng Yin didn't urge, just waited for the boy's answer.

An An shook his head, his small mouth was flattened, and tears were already accumulating in his eyes, and they would flow down in the next second.

"So this isn't your home, you're scared, aren't you?"

An An's tears fell, and she cried in a small voice, pointing to the right side of the courtyard with a little finger.

"Big dog! Bite An An. ”