Scrap Wife

Chapter 517 Help him!
Bei Xinglan squatted down, fixedly looked at the young boy, and sighed, "Think about it, if we did it, wouldn't we have done it already? We have to wait until now?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you at all. I just want to know what happened here. You must know, right?"

A trace of pain flashed in the boy's eyes.

"Do you live with your companions? Where are they?"

The little boy shook his head.

Although he shook his head, there was still deep guard in his eyes.

Bei Xinglan's mouth was dry, and finally the little boy finally agreed to tell her what happened.

Because he couldn't speak, he gestured, with fear in his eyes and a trace of pain that couldn't be concealed.

According to what the little boy meant, a few men in black appeared here last night and took away all the children here, and the little boy just came back and hid behind the straw and didn't come in. robbery.

That's probably what it means.

He bowed his head, looking sad.

Bei Xinglan and Jun Qingyi looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

The people living here are all children who live by begging, so why did the men in black appear and take them away?
"I think the disappearance of innocence and Zhu Gonggong is also inseparable from this." Bei Xinglan's voice was low.

She and Jun Qingyi planned to go back first, but before leaving, the young boy suddenly grabbed Bei Xinglan's trousers.

He knelt on the ground, let go of his hand, kowtowed to Bei Xinglan, and then looked at him with those clear and bright eyes.

There was his request in those eyes.

ask her to—

help him!
Bei Xinglan didn't speak, but frowned slightly.

The little boy thought she was upset, and kowtowed again and again, the sound of his forehead touching the ground was very loud, and he kowtowed repeatedly.

"do not do that."

"Mmmmmmmm—" he gestured, with tears in his eyes, but he bit his lower lip tightly.

The little fists were clenched tightly together.

Bei Xinglan looked at him steadily.

Finally he let out a long sigh.

When leaving this poor land, Jun Qingyi walked behind, and in front were Bei Xinglan and the young boy.

Even though time flies, ten thousand years blinks in the blink of an eye, but...some things never change.

Like, stubborn, and kind.

"Tsing Yi, hurry up..." She turned her head against the sunlight, so he couldn't see her eyebrows clearly.

It's just that it's so familiar——

Tsing Yi!

hurry up...

The little boy was really hungry.

Bei Xinglan bought a lot of food on the way back, but he held back outside, and when he got home, he just gobbled it up.

It seemed like he hadn't eaten for a long time. In fact, he hadn't eaten for two days. The pancakes Jun Qingyi bought before were far from enough.

He was a mute from birth, was run over by a carriage when he was three years old, his parents died when he was four years old, until now he was seven years old, he has been begging for a living these few years.

Many times, because the begging food is not enough, he is full and hungry. He has no food for a day and a night. He is used to all this...

After eating, the young boy bowed deeply to Bei Xinglan.

"Well... ah..." He was saying thank you.

seven years old.

He is only seven years old, but he is as mature as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child.

(End of this chapter)