The aunt saw that although Yang Jing looked like a drowned rat, she could see from a closer look that he did look a little different from a Chinese person. To use the words on TV, what is this called? Yes, this is a mixed-race child!

Moreover, although this young man looked disheveled, his words were polite and coherent. He did not look like a person who had done something bad. Instead, he looked like a college student, just like the third son of Song Laoliu in the village who was admitted to Henan University.

Although she recognized the young man in her heart, the aunt still did not let down her guard. She carefully looked at Yang Jing several times before continuing to ask, "Are you really a college student who is here for tourism?"

Yang Jing nodded and said, "I am really a college student. Look, this is my passport." Yang Jing took out the passport from his backpack, opened it and placed it in front of the aunt.

Even the police officers Ma Shaohua and Li Dong from Yanjing couldn't tell whether this passport was real or fake, so this village auntie certainly couldn't tell.

But this passport did work. The old lady who could hardly read had never seen such a colorful and "high-end" document with foreign words written all over it.

"Oh, boy, I'm so sorry. I wronged you." The aunt's alert expression suddenly disappeared, and a warm smile appeared on her face. "Come on, come home with me to change clothes. I have some spare clothes at home. Your clothes are wet. I'll wash them for you and you can wear them tomorrow."

Yang Jing couldn't stand the change from the aunt to the aunt, but he still followed the enthusiastic aunt into the village. However, Yang Jing asked as he walked: "Aunt, why do I feel that the atmosphere in this village is a little bit wrong?"

At this time, most people in the village looked anxious. Some were riding bicycles in groups of three or five and rushing out of the village, while others were driving tractors with a car full of people. It was obvious that something big had happened in the village.

The aunt walked and said, "Something happened. In the morning, the grandson of Song Laohei's family in the east of the village ran out to play. As a result, he didn't come back at noon. Song Laohei's family searched for more than an hour, but still couldn't find him. We only then knew that Song Laohei's grandson was lost. Isn't it true that the whole village is looking for the child? I was going to go up the mountain to look for him, but it rained heavily just now and I couldn't go up the mountain, so I met you. It was also because something was wrong when you appeared, so I misunderstood you."

After the auntie explained this, Yang Jing finally understood why the auntie was so wary of him. It turned out that a child was missing in the village!

It seems that the time I chose to travel through this time is really a bit wrong.

"Have you called the police?" Yang Jing asked as he watched the aunt use the key to open the gate of her yard.

"At about 11 o'clock, the branch secretary called the police, but what's the use? The police haven't come yet, and they also said that if a person is missing, a case cannot be filed before 24 o'clock. What kind of a rule is this! Song Laohei's grandson is only three years old. If he waits until 24 o'clock, he would have been abducted to who knows where."

The aunt shook her head and sighed, then opened the door and welcomed Yang Jing in. After entering the house, the aunt took out a few clothes from the inner room and handed them to Yang Jing, "Hey, don't despise the style. These are the clothes my old man wears. Although they are not very good, they are all clean. You can just change from the inner room. Take out the wet clothes and I will wash them for you."

What is simplicity? This is simplicity!

It is only in this era that we can still feel this kind of simplicity. If it is in 20 years, this kind of simplicity will be rarer than a giant panda.

Yang Jing was deeply moved, so he felt that he should do something for the village.

"Auntie, when did your child get lost?"

The aunt sighed and said, "At noon, when Song Laohei was looking for the child, Jing Cheng's wife from the village saw the kid playing in the mud outside the east wall of Song Laohei's house at 10:30 in the morning. In other words, the child must have been lost after 10:30, and it's not even 2 o'clock yet. Alas, Song Laohei's house is at the east end of the village, and you're out of the village after passing his house. The child must have been abducted by those damned human traffickers. The Guan family and the Yang family in the west have lost three children this year, and I didn't expect it to be our Song family's turn today. It's really a sin."

After hearing this, Yang Jing had an idea in his mind. He took the clothes given by the aunt and walked into the inner room. As soon as the door curtain was lowered, he immediately activated the restricted time and space shuttle skill and returned to the original time and space.