"Here you go! Run! Carry it home for grandma to eat."
"Thank you!" The boy named He Yuanzhou ran away.
Just as Li Qiumei was about to run, she saw Cheng Zhiqian coming out with a child who was younger than He Yuanzhou.
"The big one got away. I'll call the police to search this place..."
Cheng Zhiqian looked at Li Qiumei in surprise: "You let the thief get away?"
Li Qiumei remained calm and composed: "No, we couldn't catch him! He ran away on his own."
She looked at the boy Cheng Zhiqian was holding: "How old are you?"
"Twelve years old."
It's a little girl's voice!
Li Qiumei didn't expect that there was a child in the county town who was dressed in such rags and was even barefoot. He was probably a little beggar.
"Don't do anything sneaky from now on, do you hear me?"
The girl nodded vigorously.
Seeing that Cheng Zhiqian had no intention of letting her go, Li Qiumei had no choice but to tell the girl.
"Then make a promise to this uncle."
The little girl dug the ground with her toes and stammered, unable to speak.
Li Qiumei told her, "Then I'll say it and you repeat it..."
When he heard that he would have to thank his eight generations of ancestors in the future, Cheng Zhiming held his stomach and laughed so hard that he bent over, and the corners of Cheng Zhiqian's mouth twitched.
"This woman is literate."
As Cheng Zhiqian was thinking this, Li Qiumei suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Xiaoliu, run!"
Cheng Zhiqian reacted and wanted to chase after her, but was held tightly by Li Qiumei.
Two thieves actually escaped right under his nose. Cheng Zhiqian felt that he had failed in his duty as a soldier.
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