The two half-grown children had gone up to help when the circus stall was being cleared, and now they were helping to carry the things.

When they reached the corner, four smaller children, who looked about six or seven years old, ran out of the alley and helped them carry their things.

She looked at the six children chattering and laughing, and took smaller steps.

"Song Yi, tell me, what would you be like if you hadn't met me and my great grandfather?"

Song Yi glanced at the children in front of him and understood why Atang asked that.

"I don't know. He might have died a long time ago. Or he might be carrying heavy bags at the dock~"

When she heard the term "carrying a heavy bag", she hit someone directly.

Song Yi covered his face with his hands and said with a twisted smile: "It is also possible that he is begging on the street. There are many possibilities!"

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he hadn't met her and his great-grandfather.

Great Grandfather and Atang gave him a home, skills, family, and everything he wanted.

Even if someone offered him the whole world in exchange, he would not do so.

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Atang's hand tightly.

The circus troupe entered a house. When they opened the door, five children ran out. The oldest was twelve or thirteen years old, and the laughing ones were four or five years old. They all stretched out their hands to help.

When the door was closing, an old man came out of the house and smiled as he urged the children to go in.

She and Song Yi walked past the door, went around to the back of the room, and listened to the noise inside.

"Dad, there are not many people watching the fun today. There is a rich man inside, and the bag of money is full of big money."

It was the voice of the fire-breathing man.

He took out his purse with an excited smile and poured out the money.

"Oh my God, they are all big bills. I have never seen so much money in my life." The fire-breathing man's tone was full of shock.

The young woman spoke.

"Brother Dahuan, I saw the little brat making the move. That woman looked a little strange!"

Father Feng immediately asked alertly: "What's strange? Tell me in detail."

Before the young woman could say anything, the fire-breathing man spoke first.

"Dali, don't be so weird. What's so strange about it? It's just one nose and two eyes."

Dali said to Father Feng unconvincedly: "I saw her wearing a ring on her hand. Think about it, which woman would wear a ring on her hand!"

Father Feng frowned and said in a low voice: "The ring is usually worn by the head of the family. At this time, no ordinary people would dare to show off like this!"

When Dali heard what Old Man Feng said, she started to get nervous again.

"Dad, could it be that the old cripple has set his sights on us again? The people under the old cripple are not vegetarians. A woman wearing a ring must be a tough one."

Father Feng was also worried about this: "Pack your things, we'll leave tonight!"

Dahuan said somewhat angrily: "It's not easy to make so much money. There must be a lot of rich people here."

Old Man Feng began to scold him: "You have to live to spend your money. Last time Datou brought a child back from outside, he offended the old cripple. If Dali hadn't been alert, dozens of us wouldn't be alive today."

Dahuan also understood this truth.

"I understand, Dad. Let's go to Dalian Town and look for Datou and the others, shall we?"

That’s what Old Man Feng meant too.

"Don't pick up children from the street anymore. This generation is the territory of the kidnappers. They specifically throw children on the street and ask for money. Don't feel sorry for those children. There are people watching them from behind."