When the man saw someone approaching, he assumed they were a family member of the child and tried to run away.

An Qingbai kicked the man and grabbed his arm, asking, "What are you doing? What's your relationship with this kid?"

"Ouch, someone's been hit! Is there no law anymore?"

Zhuang Zhimeng stuffed the scrap cloth she had just found at the junkyard, which she had been using to wipe bicycles, into the man's mouth.

"Ugh... Ugh...!"

"Shut up, you..."

"Brother Qingbai, stop wasting your breath on him. Let's take him straight to the police station and hand him over to the police. He's probably a child trafficker. I saw him trying to cover the child's mouth just now."

Upon hearing that it was a kidnapping scam, An Qingbai quickly looked around and, finding no accomplices nearby, felt relieved. He was worried that it was a group crime, which would put them in great danger.

"Okay, then what should we do with this child?"

"Whose child are you? Do you know where your home is?" Zhuang Zhimeng looked down at the child.

“I know, my home is near the agricultural machinery station.”

"Then how did you end up here?"

"I heard that there are fun toys at the scrap yard, so I came to take a look."

“Brother Qingbai, let’s take the child to the police station first, and then take the child home.”

"good."

An Qingbai grabbed the man's arm and walked ahead, because the man was struggling desperately.

Zhuang Zhimeng held the child's hand and followed behind.

When I arrived at the police station, I described what had happened to the police officers. They took it seriously. These days, it's not common to see people taking photos of others, but if they are caught, they will be dealt with severely.

The police officers thanked them and promised to write a letter of commendation to the brigade later, then took the man away. Knowing they were going to return the child, they expressed their gratitude again.

After leaving the police station, I went back to get my bicycle, put the child on the front crossbar, and took the child to the farm machinery station's residential compound, following his directions.

Just as I reached the door, I encountered a middle-aged man who looked anxious as he walked out to look for his child.

"Dad!" Wang Jiahe called out as soon as he saw his father.

Upon hearing the sound, Wang Xiangdong immediately looked up and then quickly ran towards their bicycles.

An Qingbai and Zhuang Zhimeng stopped their bicycles and put the child down when they heard the child's cries.

"Where have you been? Your mother and I have been looking for you for ages. We thought you were playing in the yard, but we couldn't find you anywhere. Your mother was crying at home. I was just about to go out and look for you!" Wang Xiangdong couldn't help but scold Wang Jiahe when he saw him.

“Dad, I went to the scrap yard. I…I wanted to find some toys, but…but…” Wang Jiahe explained softly.

"Why did you run off so far without telling your family? And what happened? Tell me!"

"I...I..."

Seeing that the child was quite frightened, An Qingbai recounted what had happened.

Upon hearing that he had encountered a child trafficker, Wang Xiangdong felt a wave of fear wash over him. He quickly patted his chest, nearly choking on his own breath. This was his only child; if he were lost, how would they survive?

Knowing that it was An Qingbai and Zhuang Zhimeng who helped prevent the kidnappers from succeeding, she held An Qingbai's hand and kept expressing her gratitude, inviting them to her home for dinner that evening, and telling them to feel free to make any requests.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai both said they didn't need it; they just happened to be there and were helping out, as everyone hates child predators. They also said it was getting late and they had to go back to their brigade, so they wouldn't stay.

"Wait for me a moment. I'll write down my contact information for you. You can contact me anytime if you need anything."

After Wang Xiangdong finished speaking, he pulled An Jiahe and ran back home. Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai looked at each other. They were about to say that they didn't need to, but he ran away and they couldn't stop him. They could only wait where they were.

A short while later, Wang Xiangdong ran out again and handed them a piece of paper. "My name is Wang Xiangdong. This is our company address and my office phone number. You can contact me anytime."

"Okay." Zhuang Zhimeng took the note.

"Please leave me your contact information so I can thank you later," Wang Xiangdong said, handing over a pen and paper.

Seeing Zhuang Zhimeng nod, An Qingbai wrote down the brigade's address for Wang Xiangdong.

Wang Xiangdong put the bicycle away, and then they said goodbye and went home. Wang Xiangdong stood at the door watching their backs until the bicycle was out of sight before returning home.

"Brother Qingbai, he's the head of the agricultural machinery station!"

"Yeah?"

"Yes, that's what it said on the note he gave me."

"We helped him by chance. It's good that we know the head of the agricultural machinery station. Who knows, we might need to ask him for help someday. Zhizhi, keep this note safe."

"You're right, who knows, next time we might be the ones begging them. Let's go home."