In the night, after Li Xi left, Yan Qingqing returned to the kitchen.

He looked at the rice that was still brewing, and suddenly there was some speechlessness, isn't this his own pit?

Alas –

He sighed unconvinced.

Even if you cry, you have to eat it, otherwise what if the magic sound is crazy?

At this time, he made a fire steaming meal, did not think much, about half an hour later, suddenly turned a white eye, said: "sleeping groove, give yourself steamed out of the middle product!"

The product needs to be reflected for three days.

He stayed for about ten minutes and brought the rice out again.

When he was crying and finished eating, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and he stood on the steps to look at the night view of the county.

“Go down and go.”

He said, and went down the stairs.

Although it is not too late, the street is not lively, it should not be the main street of the county.

At this time, he looked at it while walking and found that the county was quite dilapidated, a small county that did not enter the stream, and compared with the county on the eastern coast, the gap was not a star and a half.

“Is this the hot mountain county?”

He was slightly surprised, then stopped.

Because before, Li Xi has said that in the past, hot mountain support, not where will it be in Hotshan County?

Under the street lamp, there are not many pedestrians, many shops on both sides are closing their doors, after all, it is nearly eleven o'clock, and it is not the main street...

“Uncle, uncle.”

A unkempt little girl, coming out of the dark corner, her clothes tattered and tattered, and shiverted to the face of the sky.

He stopped and asked, “What’s wrong?”

She has a waxy yellow face, a high drum of the front bone, and her body is very thin, which seems to be caused by long-term malnutrition.

In his hand was a large stainless steel basin with a large sea bowl, and no shoes were worn at his feet.

“I, I... am hungry.”

The little girl said timidly, very brave.

Yan Qingkang took a trouser pocket and found that he did not bring a wallet at all, only a mobile phone on his body, and said, "Come with me, I will buy you some food."

“Thank you, uncle.”The little girl bowed.

Yan Qingkang held up his four eyes, pointed to a light in the distance, and said, “There seems to be a bakery over there, is there a bread line?”

The little girl nodded her head, and then timidly followed behind her.

However, she walked up, as if her legs were a little round, and her face looked a little painful.Moreover, the stomach is playing drums from time to time, but it is hungry.

“What happened to your feet?”

He felt it and asked back.

The little girl shook her head and tried to let herself go more normal, but her face was more painful, but she had not been able to bear it.

The frowned upon the frowned.

“Wait a minute.”

After about seventy or eighty meters, I went to the bread.

But at this time, the bakery was trying to close, and Yan Qingqing saw that he was shouting and went in to find that there was not much left bread.

The pastry, for example, has already been bought.

He bought a bottle of milk and a few loaves of bread, and walked out to the waiting girl and said, "The little boy will give you."

The little girl thanked me, and immediately took it, and took out a gorge.

"Slow down, don't swallow."

When Yan Qingyan saw that the little girl had been swallowed, he hurriedly said, "Drink some milk first."

The little girl did not hear, and three or two mouths ate the little bread, and stared at the three remaining bread in the bag, but did not take it out to eat.

“Why don’t you eat?”The skating questioner asked.

“Me, I think...”

The little girl is still cowering, the voice is very small, looking up at Yan Qingyian, want to stop the look: "Uncle, uncle, me, me..."

“What happened?”

Yan Qinghe saw the little girl, obviously still hungry but not eating bread, but the other party did not say, there will be no more questions.

“No, nothing...”

The little girl bowed her head, bowed to him, and walked away.

Yan Qinghe looked at the little figure who left, sighed slightly in his heart, in which city, there will be the figure of these wandering children.

Many were sent to welfare homes, but they ran out several times.

"That's a liar."A shopkeeper walked out.

“The liar?”

He paused for a moment and said, “It’s not like that?”

“What kind of liar?”The clerk smiled a little and went back to the store, "but this time it's better, just lying to you about some bread."

He frowned and left without much thought.

The small town is a little dilapidated, it looks a bit of a fall, because it is not the main street, there are not many pedestrians on the road.

He turned around, thinking of the main street in the county, or a funny place to walk.

But walking, I don’t know where I went.

As he walked through a dark alley, he heard the man's scolding inside, and the little girl's cry, and stopped to look.

In the depths of the alley, about thirty-four meters, a man with a scolding action can be seen.

There were no street lights in the alley, and he did not see it clearly.

"Eat, know to eat, I want you to ask for money, ask for money, you know?"Not to eat!How much did you get today?Ah?“If you’re not finished, do you want to eat?”

The man scolded while he was beating, and the shot was very heavy.

At this time, Yan Qing's eyebrows were wrinkled, and he did not want to go in, and saw the little girl who was kicking the man on the ground.

Every foot is heavy, just kicking to death.

Yan Qinghe saw his eyebrows frowned into a clump, his heart fainted with anger, did he treat his children like this?

“Stop the hand!”

He jumped in and drank.

The man stopped, dimly saw that it was a young man, and drank, “What’s the matter with you?”Fuck off!”

He said, and kicked a demonstration and kicked the little girl on the ground into the wall.

At this time, Yan Qingyin had approached, and saw three trampling of bread scattered on the ground, and a bottle of broken milk flowing from the ground.

He saw immediately that the little girl who had been beaten was the little girl he had met before.

"Fuck, fuck off, I'll beat my own child, shut up your ass, and don't bother."The man's face was fierce, and there was no intention of stopping his hand, and he kicked out again.

And the little girl on the ground, who seemed to have been knocked over, lay there motionless.

“Your child?”

Yan Qingyian's face was gloomy and said in a deep voice, "It is your child, you can fight like this?"Do you know if it will kill someone?“Can you call the police?”

“Call the police?Then you report.”

The man sneered, saw that it was a young man, not half afraid at all, said: "Go back to me to fight again, you can control?"

“Take him to the hospital.”

Yan Qinghe was worried about the child and drank, "Otherwise, it will be out of life."

"She can't die, she's fighting."

The man dragged the little girl's foot with his hand, and he wanted to pull it inside and said, "Tell you, don't worry, eat enough?"

At this time, three men came at the end of the alley, and they looked at the little girl and wrinkled slightly.

“How heavy?” one of them asked.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you can't die."

The man smiled a little and pointed out the Yanqing airway, "But here is a little troublesome, a lesson?"

At this time, Yan Qinghe understood everything.

Just trying to call the police, I saw a man suddenly rush up to him, as if to teach him some lessons.

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