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"You child, how can you lie? Your mother doesn't work in the police station at all. Just now the police asked you and you didn't speak. It's rush hour after work. You've delayed my most precious time to solicit customers. You can't find your mother and you can't get your fare. What can you do? " The driver was angry.

Yan Zheng turned a deaf ear and sat down on the steps of the police station, his chin in his hands, and he sat quietly.

"Ah, you are calm. Can I wait here with you?" The driver was at a loss when he suddenly noticed the small schoolbag on his back. "What are you in your bag, kid? Open it up and see what's valuable. Offset your taxi fare. "

Yan Zheng looked at him defensively and shook his head.

"We can't be stiff here. Listen to my uncle and let him see what's in your bag." The driver said as he reached for his schoolbag.

Yan Zheng hurried to protect his schoolbag from being taken away by him.

The driver took his hand away impatiently. "Get out of my way!"

Yan Zheng was pushed to the ground. It rained last night. The ground was wet, and his clothes were immediately stained with dirty water stains.

Yan Zheng couldn't care so much. He got up and rushed to grab his schoolbag like crazy.

The driver was so tall that he couldn't reach it. He watched his schoolbag open.

The driver only found a picture from the inside, but he was unwilling to check it inside and outside. He was angry and said, "grass, it's just a broken painting. There's nothing. Are you kidding me?"

Yan Zheng tried to grab the painting with his toes on his toes.

"Oh, you're so tired. Give it back to you." Impatiently, the driver threw the bag out with the painting, which just fell into a small puddle.

Yan Zheng ran to pick up the wet painting. His eyes were full of tears. He wiped the painting carefully with his sleeve, as if he were treating some treasure.

"I said," you little boy, do you have any parents? Don't be an orphan. I'll take care of who's going to pay for this trip. It's unfortunate that... "The more the driver looks at the broken painting, the more angry he feels. He grabs it, tears it in half without saying a word and throws it on the ground." bear boy, dare you take a bus without money? How dare you cheat in the future

"Ah..." Yan Zheng picked up the torn painting and screamed angrily.

The driver looked at him like this, his heart was much smoother, "ha ha, how are you, are you angry? I'm so angry if you don't give me money... No, I'm more angry than you are. "

Yan Zheng trembled with anger. He folded the torn painting carefully and put it in his pocket. Then he clenched his fists, like an angry little lion, rushed up to fight and kick at the driver.

"Oh, how dare you do it? Look, I'm not going to teach you a lesson for your parents. " The driver pinned him down and hit him hard on the bottom.

The reporters sitting at the door, one by one watching the good play, no one came forward to stop.

"Ha ha, the child is still very angry. He hasn't cried after being beaten like this."

"What did he draw, so precious..."

"what do you care about him?

" after a day, why didn't the cloth family move at all, and the police didn't give an explanation, so why should we continue to wait here? "

"..."

during his journey, Bu Tong was too anxious to fly to the police station.

Song Chi naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, and galloped all the way to the police station with the fastest speed.

Before getting out of the car, Butong looked through the window and saw Yan Zheng, who was being beaten.

"Fight!" Butong quickly got out of the car and ran towards him, "stop it for me!"

"Poof, isn't this Butong? Here comes Butong A reporter called.

Everyone put down their food and surrounded them with microphones and cameras.

When the driver heard the movement, he stopped his movement and let go of the strict argument.

"Mom!" Yan Zheng saw Bu Tong and ran to her quickly.

"Fight!" Bu Tong squatted down and took Yan Zheng into his arms.

"Lying trough, what's the situation?"

"Is this a movie? Or a variety show? That little boy's name is mother Butong

"Pinch me and see if I'm dreaming..."

Butong's hanging heart finally eased down. He loosened Butong and carefully examined, "how are you doing? Why are you so dirty? "

Yan Zheng, as always, did not speak.

The driver stepped forward and said, "are you the mother of this child? Why do you look so familiar? Oh, why do I care so much? Give me the car money. I'm going to live. "

Butong stood up and asked, "why did you hit him just now?"

The driver grinned innocently, "the bear is so skinny that he dares to ride in the car even if he has no money. I don't want him to give me his schoolbag. If he dares to hit me, I'll teach him a little bit..."Butong's chest heaved with anger, "what qualifications do you have to teach him? Do you know it's against the law to beat a child? I can ask the police to arrest you now. "

"You're a little girl who talks interesting," the driver said unconvinced. "If you don't want me to call, don't let the child out to make trouble for others. Do you know how much time he delayed me..."

"you want money? "Good..." Bu Tong turns his head and looks behind him, but finds that Li Jingchen has not got off the bus at all. She is stunned for two seconds. She is full of disappointment. She looks at Song Chi on the side and says, "do you have any money?"

Song Chi took out his wallet and said, "I took my sister-in-law with me."

Bu Tong took the purse and took out the thick pile of 100 yuan bills. "Is that enough?"

The driver's eyes were shining. "That's enough."

This stack, not 8000, but also 5000, is enough for him to earn half a month.

The driver happily took the money and went out as he counted.

"Stop for me!" Butong called out to her.

"Something else?" The driver stopped and asked.

"What do you say?" Butong sneered, "the money should be given to you. The matter that you sent my child here has been solved. Then, should you solve the matter of beating my child next?"

When the reporters heard the speech, their eyes suddenly brightened.

Butong, did you admit that?

Where there is a will, there is a way. It is worthwhile for them to stay here and wait for an explosive news.

Butong has such a big child?

But according to the age calculation, it's impossible. Bu Tong is only 20 years old this year, and the child seems to be four or five years old. She won't give birth to a son at the age of fifteen or six?

But in any case, we have to take a picture first...

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