It was clear that although the boy's clothes were very dirty and his shoes were covered in mud, they were not things that ordinary people in this small town could afford.
Judging from what the little boy said while crying, something unexpected must have happened to his family. This money was the last thing he and his mother had, and his mother was also sick.
The wallet fell out of the thief and was opened. It contained only a few 50-cent coins, one-yuan coins, and ten-yuan coins, the largest denomination. There was only one of them.
The thief probably didn't realize that the tattered handbag was actually the most valuable part; if he took it to a place that knew its value, he could sell it for at least a hundred or two hundred yuan.
How could a Chanel handbag not be valuable?
.........
Soon, the police arrived, and everyone present was taken to the nearby police station.
Ye Wanying felt like she was the kind of person who got shot even when she was lying down. Buying a local chicken could land her in the police station again. She couldn't believe it.
That little boy was crying and wouldn't follow anyone else; instead, he followed behind Ye Wanying.
Even after arriving at the police station, the little boy didn't leave his side for a moment.
This led to a complete misunderstanding by the police at the police station: "Girl, your child is crying so hard, why don't you comfort him?" How heartless of you!
As a public official, one would naturally not say this last sentence aloud, but only complain in one's heart.
Forehead...
Helpless, she could only put aside the chicken she had bought to nourish her son and beckoned to the crying little boy, "Come here."
The little boy didn't move, but looked at Ye Wanying with a questioning gaze.
"I'm telling you, you've already caused me to get a scolding from the police, aren't you coming over here?"
Finally, the little boy moved, inching his way toward Ye Wanying: "I'm sorry."
"You haven't done anything to wrong me, so tell me, why are you following me?" It couldn't be because I'm too approachable, could it? Or maybe I'm just popular with kids?
Well... she knows her own limitations, and only her own son doesn't look down on his own mother.
The boy glanced at Ye Wanying again before slowly saying, "You're very good. I saw it. You're the one who tripped the bad guy."
This answer...?
So, is it because he seems safer and more reliable that this little boy is following him?
For a moment, Ye Wanying's lips twitched uncontrollably, but... what the other person said clearly seemed to be praising her, so never mind!
Fortunately, it was their turn to go and give their statements, which brought an end to the awkward conversation.
As is customary internationally, the police asked all the required questions, including name, gender, age, and place of origin. When they got to the little boy, and the officer asked for his father's name, the boy answered without hesitation:
"I don't have a father. He died a long time ago. It's just me and my mother left in the family!"
The police officer who was questioning them was at a loss for what to do next, but he understood that the little boy had nothing to do with the girl in front of him.
"Uh, what about your mother? What's her name?"
"My mother's name is Zheng Hesui."
"You are a minor, so your parents must come and take you away. You can tell us your mother's contact information and we will notify her to come and pick you up."
The little boy wiped his eyes with his sleeve. His eyes were already red from crying, and the wiping made them even redder. "Police officer," he said, "my mother is sick and lying in bed. I came out to get her medicine, but a thief stole my money for her medicine. I'm sorry, my mother might not be able to come and pick me up."
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