Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

After watching the two leave, Lu Jingxuan turned his head and thought about the time he was leaving with Song Fengfu. Xiaohong has been taken below the stage by his father, and at this moment he is trying to break free from his father's arms.

"Let go of me, let me go." Xiaohong screamed.

He knew that even if he was rescued by Lu Jingxuan once, he might still be sold by his father in the future.

Next time he didn't know if he was lucky, let alone if he could meet Lu Jingxuan.

Xiaohong's screams made the people around him cover their ears.

Song Fengfu was just not far away from them, and hearing that scream was really harsh.

After screaming, Xiao Hong bit his father severely, and after taking advantage of his pain, he jumped out of his arms and ran towards Lu Jingxuan.

When Xiaohong ran towards him, Lu Jingxuan frowned.

"Let's go." Lu Jingxuan grabbed Song Fengfu's hand and started to run towards the back road.

"Don't go, don't go." Xiao Hong shouted as Lu Jingxuan was about to leave.

For a while, some people stopped Lu Jingxuan and Song Fengfu in order to watch a good show, causing them to be caught by Xiaohong before they rushed out of the encirclement.

A deep mark was printed on Lu Jingxuan's body.

Song Fengfu felt extremely uncomfortable after seeing the impression of his handprint on Lu Jingxuan's body.

"What's the matter with you kid?" Song Fengfu's tone was very bad.

What does this kid want to do?

"Let me follow you, OK? I can do anything." Originally thought Lu Jingxuan was a **** man, he didn't expect him to have a woman. Xiao Hong felt a deep sense of loss in a moment.

Song Fengfu glanced at him and refused directly, "We don't need it."

"Xiaohong, you come back to me." Xiaohong's father yelled behind him.

"How could you not need it? I can do what the boy could do just now." Xiaohong looked at Lu Jingxuan pleadingly.

When he was only twelve years old, the sins he suffered these days have made him completely afraid.

There is no McDonald’s, no Dicos, or even the sweet and sour pork ribs he likes to eat.

He hates it, he don't want to stay here.

Lu Jingxuan looked at his longing gaze, and relentlessly refused, "You can't do what he can do."

"Why? Why?" Xiaohong screamed.

Song Fengfu frowned, she couldn't deal with a child, but this bear child was too noisy.

"What's the matter with your child, we want it if we want it, don't want it if we don't want it." Song Fengfu pulled Xiaohong's hand away and pushed him towards his father.

Grabbing his son, Xiaohong's father looked at the two with a trace of apology, and then quickly took his son away.

"I won't go, I won't go." Xiaohong was picked up by his father and was very upset for a moment.

"You won't go, host, we don't want him anymore, refund, we want a refund." Song Fengfu shouted to the host on the stage.

The host's face changed. This is a big customer, and he can't afford to offend him.

"Miss, we don't like this. We can change it. We can change it." The host made a face toward the two thugs next to him, and directly asked them to drag the person away.

Seeing the thugs come and drag him back, Xiaohong immediately wanted to escape, but he was in his father's arms right now.

And his father had no time to run out. The thugs ran forward quickly, grabbed Xiao Hong's arm, and pulled him out of his father's arms.

Thinking of his future destiny, Xiaohong cried. "I don't want it, I don't want to go back, save me, save me, I don't want to go back."

Xiao Hong stretched out his hand towards Lu Jingxuan, but Lu Jingxuan didn't look at him.

For a child without self-awareness, saving him is undoubtedly causing trouble for himself.

The disregarder Xiaohong was taken away, and Lu Jingxuan's attitude said it all.

The host understood at this moment that Lu Jingxuan was not the **** that others thought.

Thinking of the host here with a smile, plus ten packs of instant noodles in front of Lu Jingxuan. "Sir, I'm so sorry for causing you trouble."

"Forget it, we only need a little boy, and this little boy will give it back to you." Lu Jingxuan thought of the little boy just now, in fact, he shouldn't be much older, even smaller than Xiao Hong might have come.

But it is such a child that makes people like it.

Lu Jingxuan ignored Xiaohong who was dragged onto the stage at this moment.

Watching the host hang him aside. Xiaohong's father looked at the stage where his son was brought back to him, and he was suddenly anxious.

In other words, he cannot sell his son again.

"Mr. Mr., all this is my son's fault. Can you tell the host to tell him to return his son to me?" Xiaohong's father grabbed Lu Jingxuan's hand and begged bitterly.

"I'm sorry, your son's business is your business, and it has nothing to do with me." Lu Jingxuan shook his hand away, and cold words overflowed from his mouth.

The face hidden behind the mask and glasses showed a slight chill.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man knew that the incident was irreversible, and suddenly cursed at Lu Jingxuan, "Why don't you have a conscience at all? Is it so difficult to save my son? Shibaopao will face you. Is it that hard to say?"

"You are really funny talking, instant noodles are ours, we do what we love, you have the ability, you should not sell your own son, since you have sold your own son, what can you say!" Song Feng Fu felt very upset when he saw him cursing.

She gave them only to live in, and now they have fallen to this point, who can blame, but even scold them?

It was really kind to be eaten by a dog.

"You two throw me the troublemaker." The host's face became a little difficult to look, and he yelled at the thugs. I saw the thugs walk towards the middle-aged man, set him up, and walked out of the crowd.

Seeing Lu Jingxuan two people, the host nodded and bowed his waist, "You two are okay!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Jingxuan took off the down jacket that was grabbed by the middle-aged man and threw it on the ground.

But seeing Lu Jingxuan throw the down jacket on the ground, everyone was slightly surprised. After the end of the world, many people rarely flee with thick clothes.

What's more, when zombies enter the city, most people don't bring thick clothes, just come with clothes wrapped around their bodies. So much so that the clothes worn by many people have not been washed at all, and even if they are dirty, they dare not wash them, for fear that the clothes will disappear after washing together.

After all, as it is now, there is not only a lack of food but also a lack of clothes in the refugee area.