Keke had been sold long ago, and more than ten years had passed. How could she possibly still remember where she lived?
After all, time flies, and Keke's parents have already moved.
As the group entered the dilapidated neighborhood, they saw a middle-aged man chasing a young man, shouting, "Qian, Da Bao, give the money back! Your mother is waiting for this money to treat her illness!"
The young man named Da Bao shoved his father away, saying, "You old codger, get out of my way! This little bit of money isn't even enough for me to play a couple of rounds, and you still have the nerve to ask me to pay it back? You and your wife have lived so many years, the sooner you die, the better! It'll save you from causing me any more trouble!"
Keke stood under Zhang Yao's umbrella, looking at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, her expression becoming even colder.
Tuantuan said softly, "This is the person we're looking for."
Zhang Yao, Yang Junzhe, and Yang Zihao, mother and sons, had only one thought: they deserved it.
Doesn't that mean they deserve it?
Selling his daughter for his son, he finally got his just desserts.
A moment later, a middle-aged woman came running out, coughing as she called out, "Da Bao, slow down! Give me the money first. If I die, who will take care of you?"
Da Bao kicked the woman away: "If you die, I'll find a wife to take care of me. You're all old, so the sooner you die, the more room I'll have to find a wife."
Da Bao took the money and ran away, leaving the elderly couple sitting on the ground, pounding the ground and crying.
Zhang Yao coldly replied, "Serves you right!"
Tuan Tuan stood to the side without saying a word, while Ke Ke walked towards her parents.
Coco reached out her hand, wanting to reach out to her parents little by little.
When Tuantuan saw this, she was terrified: "Keke, no..."
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