Xiaoping looked at Yang Ruoqing and seemed to have gathered her courage: "Sister Qing'er, I want to ask you for something."

"Haha, you don't need to ask sister to know."

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

"Don't worry, my sister will take you to reunite with your father when she returns to the south next month!" she said.

Xiaoping's eyes flashed with excitement and joy when she heard that she could be reunited with her father.

When this sister was treating her wounds earlier, she told her that her father was looking for her everywhere.

In my dreams, I miss my father, my mother, my younger brother...

But--

Xiaoping shook her head: "Sister Qing'er, what I want to ask you for is not this."

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing was slightly surprised.

"What is that?" she asked.

Xiaoping said: "I have a little sister. When the brothel over Wanghai caught fire, she saved me from the sea of ​​fire."

"We were later sold here together."

"Now I am very lucky. I met my sister and brother who saved me."

"But my little sister is still in a brothel. She is beaten and scolded every day and she still doesn't have enough to eat..."

After listening to Xiaoping's words, Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood.

Little girls of eight or nine years old still have such a deep sisterly relationship with each other.

The little sister in the brothel was so worried that she cried while holding Xiao Ping's portrait.

If her cry had not attracted Yang Ruoqing, Xiaoping would not have been rescued.

There is a cause and effect, a cycle of cause and effect.

"Don't worry, Xiaoping, sister promises you that she will bring your little sister out too!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoping became excited.

But Yang Ruoqing held her shoulders: "Don't get excited now. Go back to the house and sleep well. Eat well and sleep well. I will raise you until you are white and fat and then send it to your father!"

"Well, Xiaoping, be obedient and go to bed now!"

The little girl returned to her room happily.

Here, Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw Luo Fengtang with a look of emotion on his face.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang said: "I was wondering how Brother Wang would feel when he saw Xiaoping?"

"Last time I was trapped in Sazaozhuang, Brother Wang thought he was going to die, so he asked me to explain his funeral arrangements."

"The only one I can't worry about is Xiaoping."

"Brother Wang is in the military camp now. Although he seems to be in a much calmer mood, I know that he is thinking about his daughter day and night."

"Several times at night, I heard him crying under the quilt."

"Now that it's good, my daughter has been found. God actually left a little room for brother Wang!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing sighed: "Yes, God is not so desperate, at least he left a trace of Brother Wang's blood."

The daughter returned to Brother Wang, and from then on he poured all his love into his daughter.

Raise your daughter well, find a good husband and build a happy family in the future.

All tragedies started with him and ended with him.

With his persistence, he opened a new page in his daughter's life.

Among the ruins, a flower bloomed.

This is love, a mountain of fatherly love.

With a father around, it doesn’t matter whether your father is poor or rich, tall or thin.

He is the tallest mountain in my daughter's heart, supporting the sky.

Father as a mountain!

…

Yang Ruoqing will definitely do what Xiaoping promised.

The next day, when Xiaoping woke up and got up, the little sister from the brothel was standing by her bedside.

At that moment, the two little girls hugged each other and cried with joy for their new life.

But at this time, the person they were grateful to was walking on the street with Luo Fengtang.

"Girls like to look pretty. I bought them several sets of floral fabric clothes, including hair flowers!"

On the way back from shopping, Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang excitedly.

The little boy is cute, cute and funny.

she likes.

The little girl is well-behaved, docile and amiable.

she likes.

And the natural advantage of little girls is that they are easy to dress up.

As an agent, she has a cute girl's heart.

When she met these four beautiful little ones, she wanted to dress them up beautifully. This could be regarded as a disguised form of making up for her childhood shortcomings.

During the dark training in the organization, I never played with dolls...

She is playing with her life.

Luo Fengtang was holding a baggage roll in her hand, which contained the things she bought.

Listening to what she said, he always kept a doting smile on his face without any trace of impatience.

When the two people passed an intersection, Yang Ruoqing suddenly stopped.

"What's up?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

"Look there!" She raised her finger and pointed to an alley on the side.

In the alley, a teenage boy stood leaning against the alley wall with his head lowered.

He was barefoot and wearing tattered clothes.

One of his hands hung down by his side, his fingers curled up, as if he had done something wrong and was being taught a lesson by an adult in a panic.

In front of him, stood a middle-aged man.

The man looked fierce and scolded the little boy.

His fingers poked the little boy's forehead several times, causing the little boy to stagger.

"What's going on with that man? Is he his own child?"

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

When she was confused, in the alley over there, the little boy raised his dirty hands.

He put a handful of copper coins in his palm into the man's hand.

The man glanced at the copper coins in his hand and seemed to be even more angry.

"Did this kid steal the family's money and run away, and the adults are angry?"

Yang Ruoqing muttered.

Behind you is the street, which is so noisy with people coming and going that you can't hear clearly the conversation in the alley.

At this time, Luo Fengtang beside him was surprised.

"No, this man is not the child's father. The child is a beggar. Look at his feet."

After Luo Fengtang's reminder, Yang Ruoqing noticed that the mouth of a broken bowl was indeed exposed in the dirty water behind the child.

There is also a small stick on the side, probably a dog beating stick.

At this moment, a sound of 'bang!' came from the alley.

I saw the little boy being slapped to the ground by the man.

The man leaned over and plucked out a bun from the little boy's body.

He was cursing, stuffing buns into his mouth, and kicking the little boy on the ground.

The little boy cried loudly, covering his head with his thin arms.

However, those adult feet kicked his body, causing him to scream in pain.

"Grandma is a bear and knows how to bully children. My aunt will beat you to death!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't stand it anymore, rolled up her sleeves and rushed into the alley.

I happened to see a fist-sized stone on the road, picked it up and threw it at the man.

"boom!"

"Ouch..."

The man raised his hand and touched it and there was blood.

I saw Yang Ruoqing rushing towards me with great momentum.

A girl’s house?

The man was about to have a fit when he saw a tall man following the girl.

The tall man had a face as cold as frost, and his fists could kill a tiger with just one look.

The man cursed, turned around and ran away while covering his still bleeding head.

Luo Fengtang went to intercept him, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

Now, with Luo Fengtang's foot power, it would be a piece of cake.
Chapter completed!