While several people were eating wontons, the owner of the wonton stall kept staring at them, as if she wanted to poke holes in them.
The owner of the wonton stall saw this and quickly pulled his wife over and said something. Then the wife looked away, turned her back and sighed.
From Chuanyun's point of view, I could just read the boss's lips. What he said was: "This group of people are famous bullies in this area. There are people behind them. I don't care about this business. I can't do it."
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Don't offend them just for the sake of impulsiveness, you might end up harming your own wonton stall, or even the lives of your whole family.
Chuanyun already knew from their reactions that they planned to stand by and watch. She didn't think these people were cold-blooded, but felt that this was human nature.
These people are not ordinary street kids, they are just ordinary people who cannot be messed with.
After all, the saying "If you don't take care of yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth" is not just a saying.
Or, maybe Bai Sanlang also has his own plan, and no one else needs to intervene.
She could only think optimistically, after all, she couldn't help him.
Bai Sanlang obediently followed a few people to a courtyard on West Street. There was no noise or fuss. The journey was so smooth that it made people feel faintly at heart.
Maybe he felt that Sanlang's attitude towards the six people was good, so Dahuang was no longer wary of them. He happily walked and ran, jumping up and down. From time to time, he stuck out his tongue and looked back at Sanlang Bai, and then continued to talk.
Have fun.
It finally had enough today.
I completely forgot that half an hour ago, I wanted to tear these people apart.
Chuanyun was used to it going crazy intermittently. After all, it was a free transportation tool, and she was too embarrassed to make so many demands again.
She was still lying on Dahuang's head, watching thoughtfully as several people entered the courtyard. The few people behind looked around and saw that no one was following them, so they carefully closed the courtyard door.
They are all habitual behaviors. They must have done too many bad things and are afraid of retribution.
After entering the courtyard, Bai Sanlang immediately looked at the courtyard. It was a small courtyard with three rooms and a kitchen. The courtyard was not big and could even be considered a bit narrow. Except for the few people who had just entered, there were no other people.
silhouette.
When Chuanyun saw his appearance, he knew that he really had other plans.
Fat Xiaosi entered the yard and ran directly to the kitchen.
Shouhou and the remaining people sat down on the wooden benches in the small courtyard very naturally, fighting to drink the water on the table. There were some clothes hanging to dry in the northeast corner of the small courtyard. It was obvious that they lived here on weekdays.
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Zhang San seemed to think this was nothing. He turned around and said naturally: "Sanlang, you stay here for now. We have left a message for your parents. They will come to pick you up after Shen Shimo."
The meaning behind the words is: You can stay here honestly for the time being, and when the buyers arrive after five o'clock in the afternoon, you can go with them.
Chuanyun heard it clearly.
He didn't have any consciousness of doing bad things, and he didn't even take a breath. He said this as if it was a common occurrence. He was obviously a habitual offender.
"Wow...it's so big here!" Bai Sanlang said innocently, his cute meat bun's face was full of surprise, as if he had never seen the world.
Hearing this, Chuan Yun twitched his lips in silence, secretly thinking that your Bai family's house covers an area of at least a hundred acres, and the land for growing medicinal herbs in your yard is even bigger than this!
"It's not bad!" Zhang San said with a smile, thinking that Sanlang might be the child of a poor scholar. No wonder he always had an elegant atmosphere at a young age. He must have been influenced by his parents.
Bai Sanlang said curiously: "Third brother, are we the only ones here?"
Where are those other innocent children you kidnapped?
"Yes."
"Oh." Bai Sanlang looked away and nodded, his tone seemed a little disappointed.
"Third brother, I'm hungry."
At this time, Fatty Si shouted at the top of his lungs in the kitchen, and then the voice came again: "There is no food in the kitchen."
After saying that, he grabbed his waist and ran out of the kitchen with a very dissatisfied face.
Zhang San seemed to be afraid that he would be angry, so he hurriedly coaxed: "Don't worry, Xiaosi, third brother will let Ge Xing and the others cook for you, and make you your favorite braised pork."
As soon as he said this, Shouhou was not happy and couldn't help but choked: "Didn't you just eat three bowls of wontons? How long has it been? You are hungry again. Are you a pig? You still have braised pork.
, How can we have that kind of money? If you really think that money is so easy to earn, it’s all brought by the strong wind, right?”
"Gexing, shut up," Zhang San scolded.
The skinny monkey named Ge Xing was not afraid of boiling water and said angrily: "Let Shuan Zi do it, but I won't do it anyway."
After saying that, he strode out of the courtyard gate and slammed the door.
Seeing someone leaving, Bai Sanlang frowned and put his little hand into the basket.
Not just him, the young man in his late teens who joined last and had thick eyebrows and big eyes seemed to have something on his mind. He always looked at the courtyard door that was not completely closed inadvertently, as if there was something there.
Chuan Yun, who had always been a spectator, noticed it and always felt that the aura on this person was very strange. Although this person's appearance and bearing were so outstanding among this group of people, he could still follow a few people like a "passerby" and blend in skillfully.
Among them, people don't feel inconsistent.
Weird, really weird.
The atmosphere in the small courtyard was very stiff. The three people spread out on the stone table looked at each other and subconsciously sat upright.
Zhang San's expression was very bad, and his hands were clenched into fists. Finally, he sighed silently and relaxed.
But Fat Xiaosi seemed to only selectively listen to the words "braised pork" and "guansong", and did not listen to anything else.
"Brothers, Saburo has something he wants to show you."
Bai Sanlang suddenly spoke at this moment, breaking the deadlock in the courtyard.
"what?"
The two people sitting on the stone bench with the handsome young man asked quickly, almost in unison, as if they wanted to quickly divert everyone's attention.
"You all should come closer. Mother told me to keep it well and not let others know about it. I will only let you take a look."
Bai Sanlang was like a child showing off his toys, holding his little right hand tightly. A crescent white tassel hung under his right hand, glowing in the sun. It looked like it was made of the feathers of rare birds.
Made.
Chuanyun recognized it. The tassel was tied to the gold medal he was holding tightly when he was unconscious. She had seen it before, and she didn't know when he took it out.
Guang Guizi is already so precious, so what is in your hand...
Zhang San and others subconsciously held their breath and quickly stood in a circle around Bai Sanlang's little hand.
Fat Xiaosi, on the other hand, looked unconcerned and glanced at it casually. He just thought it looked good. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but Zhang San slapped him on the back of his hand. He snorted angrily, but he was curious about what was inside.
The things that were there did not go away.
Seeing this, Bai Sanlang grinned slightly.
This was the first time Chuanyun saw Bai Sanlang smile since the destruction of the Bai family, but it was no longer the carefree and mischievous smile he once had.
His smile was very cold, so cold that it seemed as if the people in front of him were already dead.
He couldn't be... trying to poison them!
Chuanyun's heart trembled, and she couldn't believe that Bai Sanlang would become what she imagined, cold, ruthless, and ruthless.
But if he really turned out like that, who could blame him?
He was still a child, and his family was destroyed overnight. It had only been a month since the traffickers saw him alone and thought of abducting him again.
Even if he kills them, there seems to be nothing wrong with him.
Maybe...she doesn't want him to have his hands stained with blood in the end for revenge! This chapter has been completed!