"You want to sell me? I don't have an uncle like you!" Xiao Jie cried, his thin body trembling uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the little pig saving him, he would never have seen his mother again. Who knows where the bad uncle would have sold him to? It certainly wouldn't have been a good place. Maybe it would have been a primeval forest, without television, computers, chocolate, or Disney. Living that kind of backward, primitive life, he would have definitely suffocated.

Xiao Hu's mother wiped away Xiao Jie's tears and angrily scolded, "How dare you call yourself my uncle? You're not even human, you're worse than an animal!"

The police kicked Zhao Baishan a few times, and he became obedient, but his expression was gloomy and he looked particularly scary. Xiao Hu's father and wife whispered, "This kind of bad seed can't be reformed. Putting him in jail for a few years won't do any good. His heart, liver, and lungs are all black. In my opinion, we should just give him a peanut to get rid of him and avoid any future trouble."

Little Tiger's mother nodded vigorously, "Can this be punished with the death penalty? I hope it can."

"I doubt it will be easy. At most, she'll get a few years in prison. Sigh." Little Tiger's father was quite worried about Lin Baiwei.

People with a conscience can be reformed after going to prison, but someone as utterly wicked as Zhao Baishan will only become worse after going in. Once he is released, he will definitely cause trouble for Lin Baiwei, just like a leech that you can't shake off, and the consequences will be endless.

Ye Qingqing smiled smugly. The law couldn't do anything about it, but she still had her magic needles. Zhao Baishan had at most a year left to live, and he could forget about getting out of here for the rest of his life.

The police took Zhao Baishan back to give a statement, and Ye Qingqing and the others also went to give statements. The little pig was exhausted and fell asleep in Ye Qingqing's arms, which she held the whole time.

In answering the policeman's question, Xiaohu said, "We were playing hide-and-seek. Xiaozhu and Xiaojie hid, and I went to look for them. But while I was looking, Xiaojie disappeared. Xiaozhu said Xiaojie went out, so we went to look for him together. Xiaozhu walked fast, and I fell behind. When I got outside, the security guard said that Xiaozhu had been hit by a car. The security guard and I went to call Aunt Ye..."

Ye Qingqing found it strange and asked, "Xiao Jie, why are you going out?"

Xiao Jie looked very guilty and said remorsefully, "Andy told me that Grandma was sick, very sick, and wanted to see me at the door. I... I went out. I'm sorry... I... I didn't know Uncle was a bad person..."

Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. Andy was involved too, but he hadn't appeared at all. What role did this child play in all of this?

She had a very bad feeling that Andy was definitely not so innocent.

"Don't cry, Auntie isn't blaming Xiao Jie. It's just that the bad people were really mean. It's not your fault. But if something like this happens again, you must tell an adult!" Ye Qingqing wiped away Xiao Jie's tears. The child was crying his eyes out, feeling incredibly guilty.

"Hmm... I won't run away again."

Xiao Jie nodded vigorously. He wouldn't believe it if someone told him his grandma had gone to heaven.

"Did Andy really tell you? When did he come back? I didn't see him." Little Tiger's mother was very puzzled. She hadn't thought much of it yet, after all, he was her nephew. Although she was very angry before, she wasn't too angry after a while.

The young security guard interjected, "Andy is indeed here. I thought he went home!"

"Why doesn't he come back? I haven't seen him at all. Where did this child go?" Little Tiger's mother muttered to herself, while Little Tiger's father looked grave. Like Ye Qingqing, he had a very bad feeling.