The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

The two and a half-year-old children went up to help when the sideshow stall was being cleaned up.Now help carry things.

When they reached the corner, four smaller children, who looked to be about six or seven years old, ran out of the alley to help them get their things.

She looked at the chirping smiles of the six children, and her steps were a little smaller.

"Song Yi, tell me, what would you have been like if you hadn't met my great-grandfather and me?"

Song Yi glanced at the children in front and understood why Ah Tang asked.

"I don't know. He might have died a long time ago. Or he might be carrying a big bag on the dock~"

When she heard the term "carrying a big bag", she punched someone.

Song Yi covered the door and said with a distorted smile: "There are still many possibilities to beg for food on the street!"

He couldn't imagine not meeting her and his great-grandfather.

Grandpa Tai and Ah Tang gave him a home, skills, relatives, loved ones, and everything he wanted.

Even if someone offered him the whole world in exchange for it, he would not change it.

After he finished speaking, he held Ah Tang's hand tightly with his backhand.

The juggling team entered a house. When the door opened, five more children ran out. The oldest was twelve or thirteen years old and the youngest was four or five. They all stretched out their hands to help.

When the door was closed, an old man came out of the house and drove the children in with a smile.

She and Song Yi walked through the door, walked around to the back of the room, and listened to what was going on inside.

"Dad, there are not many people watching today. There is a rich man inside. The money bag is full of big money."

It was the voice of the fire-breathing man.

He smiled excitedly as he took out his money bag and poured it out.

"Oh my God, these are big bills. I have never seen so much money in my life." The fire-breathing man said with shock in his tone.The young woman spoke.

"Brother Dahuan, when Xiao Maotou started, I saw that woman, she looked a little strange!"

Father Feng immediately asked alertly: "What's weird? Please tell me carefully."

Before the young woman said anything, the fire-breathing man spoke first.

"Dali, don't talk too much. What's so strange? You don't have one nose and two eyes?"

Dali said to Father Feng unconvinced: "I saw her wearing a ring on her hand. Think about it, which woman would wear a ring on her hand!"

Father Feng frowned and said in a low voice: "The thumb ring is usually worn by the head of the family. At this time, no ordinary people with flat heads would dare to be so ostentatious!"

When Dali heard what Father Feng said, she became nervous again.

"Dad, could it be that the old kidnapper is targeting us again? None of the people under the old kidnapper are vegetarians. The woman who wears a ring ring must be a tough one."

Father Feng was also worried about this: "You guys pack your things and we'll leave overnight!"

Dahuan said angrily: "I finally made so much money. There must be a lot of rich people here."

Father Feng began to scold him: "If you have money, you have to spend your life. The last time Datou picked up the child from outside, he got into trouble with the old kid. If Dali hadn't been alert, dozens of us would not be alive now. .”

Dahuan also understands this truth.

"I understand, Dad, let's go to Dalian Town and find Datou and the others, shall we?"

Father Feng means the same thing.

"In the future, don't pick up children randomly on the street. This generation is the domain of old kidnappers. They throw children on the street to ask for money. Don't feel sorry for those children. There are people watching behind them."