Even Qiao Anle, an adult, felt a chill in his heart when he saw the scene before him.
She turned her eyes away and immediately looked at the three cubs behind her.
The three cubs were still huddled together as before.
Qiao Anle looked serious, pulled up the quilt and spoke to the three kids.
"Close your eyes and be quiet."
Say this.
Qiao Anle covered the three cubs from head to toe with a small quilt, and they looked like a bulging hill on the small bed.
Sanzai still didn't know what was going on.
He twisted and turned in the eldest child's arms, shaking his butt restlessly.
Qiao Anle spanked Sanzi's little butt.
She threatened, "Third cub, stop being naughty. If you move around again, you won't be able to eat White Rabbit candy anymore."
Ever since Sanzai ate the White Rabbit milk candy, his little worldview was shocked.
This is the first time I discovered that there are such delicious things.
Sweet and full of milk flavor.
Now White Rabbit Milk Candy is Sanzai’s lifeblood.
Since it was a matter of life and death for White Rabbit Milk Candy, the three cubs immediately became quiet.
After taking good care of the three cubs, Qiao Anle turned around and looked at the young man.
The boy was still curled up in the corner, his shoulders trembling. He was obviously in pain, but he clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.
He closed his eyes tightly and endured the dizziness in his head.
After a long time.
He finally recovered and slowly opened the eye that was not covered with blood.
The boy saw Qiao Anle standing there, and also saw the wooden stick still in his hand.
He gasped and finally made a weak sound.
"Don't catch me... please... don't catch me..."
The dirty and bloody boy showed half of his face that was barely visible, and looked at Qiao Anle anxiously with wet, pleading eyes.
It's like a wounded puppy, craving for the last bit of kindness.
Qiao Anle stood there, staring at the young man, struggling.
When she saw the sack in the boy's hand, she could almost conclude that this boy was the grain thief who had alarmed the entire village.
but……
The linen bag was only the size of a few palms.
Even if you steal food, just use this bag to hold rice. How many kilograms can it hold?
The boy looked obviously malnourished, as if he had not eaten for a long time.
Qiao Anle was in a state of pity for a moment.
She was not a saintly person, but the boy's miserable appearance reminded her of her younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage.
They were once so hungry and longed for the kindness of others.
"Please... don't catch me..."
The boy's voice was hoarse and weak, but he kept begging.
Just at this moment.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, striding closer.
In the blink of an eye.
The footsteps reached the door and knocked.
Boom boom boom.
Boom boom boom.
"Sister-in-law, are you in the room?"
The person talking outside the door was Fang Cheng.
The injured boy became even more nervous when he heard the noise.
Like a frightened bird.
He shrank back into the corner again, wishing he could just crawl into the crack in the wall.
But……
Where can he hide?
The young man opened his eyes wide and almost cried. He didn't even dare to beg for mercy. He could only stare blankly at Qiao Anle.
Waiting for despair to come.
Nowadays.
The decision-making power lies in Qiao Anle's hands.
When Qiao Anle entered the room earlier, she just closed the door without fastening the bolt, and the wooden stick holding the door was in her hand.
The door was shaking gently.
As long as Fang Cheng exerts force, he can push it open.
"Sister-in-law? Sister-in-law? Are you in the room?"
Fang Cheng's voice continued to come in, becoming more and more urgent.
It seemed that everything was about to become a dead end.
Qiao Anle said in a steady voice, "I'm here. What's going on?"
"Sister-in-law, I'm glad you're okay." Fang Cheng was obviously relieved when he heard Qiao Anle's voice. He explained, "Sister-in-law, someone saw the grain thief running towards this side. We are checking every house now. Please close the doors and windows at home, and don't open the door to anyone you don't know."
Qiao Anle took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I understand."
"That's fine. I still have to go to the next house to check. You stay safe on your own."
Fang Cheng finally left.
The footsteps outside the door and the light of the torches gradually faded away.
…
inside the house.
The atmosphere was still tense and quiet.
The injured boy obviously didn't expect Qiao Anle to help cover him.
He stood there in a daze, as if he couldn't even feel the pain, his eyes were just wide open with dryness.
For a long, long time.
The boy spoke in a daze, "Thank you."
At this time, Qiao Anle had already made a choice and had made a decision in his heart.
She looked at the boy and whispered, "The people outside haven't gone far yet. You can't go out now."
The boy was stunned again, his eyes full of gratitude.
He spoke again dryly.
“Thank you…thank you…”
With mutual understanding, the situation in the room became slightly harmonious.
The three kids had been stuck under the quilt for too long and couldn't stand it any longer, so they secretly lifted a corner and peeked from under the quilt.
Qiao Anle simply patted their butts and asked them to stick their heads out.
The eldest and second cubs are older and have stronger psychological endurance, so Qiao Anle is quite relieved.
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