Tong Yaru turned around and asked Wang Lang blankly, "Why did he run away?"

"Your phone was stolen." Wang Lang took out his ears.

"Really?" Tong Yaru was still a little unbelievable. Then she murmured to herself, "How can a child do such a thing?"

"Nan Nan! There are very important things in my phone. Can you bring me back?" Tong Yaru looked a little anxious.

Wang Lang chased after him. The little boy was very flexible. It could be seen that he was very clear about the nearby terrain environment. As Wang Lang chased him, he saw the little boy stopping under a high wall and turning around to look at Wang Lang.

"Get your phone." Wang Lang walked into the little boy slowly.

The little boy had no intention of panic. He grimaced at Wang Lang, turned his body and squatted, and then drilled into a small hole under the corner of the wall.

The little boy had passed by Wang Lang.

The diameter of the hole is only more than 20 cm. The little boy is skinny and malnourished and can get in in one go. However, only one of the masters Wang Lang is difficult to get in and will definitely get stuck at the door.

The little boy squatted on the other side of the hole and took off his pants and urinated on the other side of the hole to prevent Wang Lang from getting into the hole with a hot head.

When Wang Lang looked at this, he was so upset that Tong Yaru also caught up.

"What's wrong?" Tong Yaru ran over and looked at Wang Lang and asked.

"Runned." Wang Lang pointed to the hole in the corner of the wall.

"What should I do? Can you ask that little brother, you can give him money, but can you give me your phone?" Tong Yaru was ready to lose money and eliminate disasters.

Wang Lang saw Tong Yaru's face full of anxiety and left a sentence, "You wait."

He jumped on the spot, stepped on the rough wall in just a few seconds and stepped on the high wall of nearly four meters, and directly showed Tong Yaru.

On the other side of the wall is a dark alley, where the little boy walks and plays while holding his cell phone.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of something falling to the ground behind him. The little boy turned around and found that Wang Lang fell from the wall. He immediately had his eyes almost glaring out.

The little boy turned around and ran away, and Wang Lang followed behind slowly.

Seeing that Wang Lang was about to catch up, the little boy got into the hole under a barbed wire mesh next to him. As for when he was not relaxed, he turned around and continued to run forward while looking at Wang Lang. Then he saw Wang Lang flipping over the barbed wire mesh in a few seconds.

Wang Lang began to chase after accelerating. The little boy burst out with all his potential and ran away. Finally, he turned around and drilled into a rusty iron door. After entering, he closed the door and tied the door inside.

Wang Lang stopped in front of the door and could hear the rapid breathing of the little boy on the other side of the door.

After knocking on the door, Wang Lang said, "Open the door, bring your phone, I won't suck you."

The little boy didn't speak, but heard the sound of breathing getting farther and farther away.

Wang Lang was angry that the door was sandwiched between two high walls and could not be flipped over.

Bang!

Wang Lang stepped on the iron door and left a deep sunken footprint on the iron door.

Bang!

Wang Lang kicked another shot.

The joints in the door were fucked one palm wide.

Bang!

Wang Lang kicked another shot.

The door was completely kicked away by Wang Lang.

A clang!

Wang Lang took two steps back and two words fell from the door.

After shaking off all the snow on it, Wang Lang fiddled with his feet, which was two words.

Shanghai.

Wang Lang kicked open the two words, kicked the door and walked in. There were two rows of bungalows inside, or the kind of bungalow with a very old-fashioned look. The windows were wooden windows, and the glass on them was not fixed with mud, and the wind blew.

The innermost room was lighted, which was a twenty-five-tile incandescent bulb. The window on the door was broken, and a chimney sticked out from the room, and wisps of blue smoke emitting.

The smell of rice came out of the house.

Wang Lang walked towards the room where the lights were on.

The thick door curtains are so black that they are not bad, and the blackest positions are relatively low. It seems that people who often lift the door curtains are shorter.

It was the kind of wooden door that was old. Wang Lang pushed it and found that something was pushing it inside. When he raised his foot and was about to kick it, the door opened.

There was a five or six-year-old child standing inside, with a flushed face, bloated clothes, and unreasonable dirty clothes. He sucked his nose and took two steps back, looking up at Wang Lang with a little fear.

The light in the house was very dim and newspapers were covered with walls around it.

On one side of the room is a large bunk bed with several quilts neatly placed.

There are many paintings on the wall at the head of the bed, and it is not difficult to see from the work that all came from the hands of children.

There is a stove in the middle of the room, with a large pot sitting on it, and a group of children sitting around the stove. The older one is eleven or twelve years old, while the younger one is only four or five years old. Everyone is holding a bowl in their hands and staring at the steaming pot. The little boy who just grabbed his phone huddled in the corner and secretly looked at Wang Lang.

The oldest among them is a woman, who looks in her thirties. She stood up as soon as she saw Wang Lang, as if she was facing a great enemy, blocking all the children behind her.

When Wang Lang saw the woman, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed out loud.

When I first saw this woman, I felt quite familiar. After carefully identifying it, it was not only familiar, but I had kissed her before.

Isn’t it just the couple who came to Mr. Du’s birthday party before, even Tian Yu’s wife, who didn’t expect to meet her in this place.

"Where are you eating?" Wang Lang smiled.

Lian Tianyu's wife was holding an iron spoon in her hand and facing Wang Lang, "What do you want to do?"

Wang Lang pointed to the little boy who had just grabbed his phone and said, "Ask him."

The woman turned to look at the little boy, and the little boy shook his head quickly and refused to admit it, "I don't know, he suddenly chased me and wanted to hit me."

"What are you going to do?" Lian Tian Yu's wife looked at Wang Lang vigilantly.

Wang Lang was happy, "I didn't learn well at such a young age. If you snatch things, you still have some advice. If you return your phone, I won't argue with you and leave immediately."

Lian Tianyu's wife glared at the little boy.

The little boy shook his head in a panic, "I don't."

Even Tian Yu's wife searched her body when she went up, but she still found a cell phone. Even Tian Yu's wife was so angry that she hit the little boy a few times, "I've told you so many times! Why are you just not listening!"

"This is not his cell phone, I picked it up." The little boy said unyieldingly.

The woman stamped her feet in anger, "How many times did you ask me to say to you? Why didn't you listen?"

The little boy finally couldn't hold back and clenched his fists in grievance, "Don't I want you and my dad to be too tired, do you want to make it easier?"

"Then you can't steal someone's phone!" The woman finally held back when she wanted to hit the little boy.

The little boy roared, "Then I haven't grown up yet? They don't want me even when I go to work! I just don't want you to be tired! Am I wrong?"

The woman looked at the little boy crying in anger, and her heart suddenly became soft and she hugged the little boy.

More than a dozen children went up to hug Lian Tianyu's wife. Then more than a dozen people looked at Wang Lang in one go, their eyes full of anger, which made Wang Lang speechless.

Just when I was sad, a voice came.
Chapter completed!