The early morning sky still concealed the gloom of the night. The earth without the sunlight was lifeless and gray, without a trace of life. In the forest under the gray sky, a little boy in ragged clothes and covered in blood was running hard.

"What the hell are you doing?! You can't even take care of a ten-year-old kid, what use do I have to you!"

The ferocious-looking man kicked a man next to him to the ground. The man covered his stomach, adjusted his posture with a painful look on his face, and knelt on the ground. "Boss, this can't be blamed on me. No one would have thought that this kid would be so resistant to beatings and hunger. He has been hungry for so long, but he still has the energy to plan for us to escape. I have no choice."

"Idiot! Don't make excuses for your stupidity! Hurry up and find him for me! If we can't find him and Master Qi finds out, we'll all be dead!"

Jie Xiao kicked the man again, and was so angry that the tattoo on his chest seemed to expand. He turned his head to look at the steep mountain forest, frowned and said coldly, "This is a remote and poor place. He can't run far. Hurry and find him. If he's alive, we must find him. If he's dead, we must find his body."

"yes!"

A group of burly men said this word in unison, then turned around and ran in different directions. Jie Xiao stood on the ground covered with fallen leaves, frowned, and stepped on the head of a passing snake. The snake twisted its body a few times and then died.

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The young boy supported himself with his left arm and ran forward with all his might. He frowned, and his narrow eyes were filled with gloom and resentment. He did not care about the situation behind him and just ran desperately.

The messy branches and grass scratched his handsome and indifferent cheeks, but he didn't care at all. He just kept running down the mountain. If he could find a village or some people, he would be able to make those disgusting guys not dare to come down.

Perhaps God heard his thoughts and knew that he was not destined to die. Not long after running, he saw a yard. Judging from the decoration, it was similar to a courtyard house. He did not care who was inside and walked in through the back door which was never closed.

The backyard of the courtyard house was the vegetable garden of the original owner. In order not to disrupt their work, the director only took half of the courtyard house for filming. The remaining half had no live broadcast equipment or cameras and was sealed off. Under normal circumstances, people could not enter, but there were always exceptions.

“Crack!”

The young boy leaned against the wall where grass and flowers grew beautifully, gritted his teeth and reconnected his dislocated arm. With a "click", his arm returned to its original position.

The young boy took a breath, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead, mixing with the blood on his cheeks, leaving traces of sweat before falling from his chin to the ground.

The young boy took a look at the surrounding scenery. There was no one here and no room. He thought it was the backyard. He caught a glimpse of the well-growing cucumbers and white radishes in the vegetable garden. His stomach, which had been hungry for a long time, began to roar wildly.

He frowned and pressed his aching stomach. When he was about to stand up from the ground, he suddenly heard a noise. He immediately lowered his body, grasped the stone on the ground with his hand, and looked towards the source of the sound through the gaps between the flowers and plants. There was a light of vigilance and ferocity in the depths of his eyes.

At this moment, he was like a wounded wolf. Even if it was painful to death, he would still bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy. He was extremely ferocious and cruel.

The sound came from a corner of the wall not far away. The young boy looked straight at that place with eyes as sharp as an eagle. If anyone who was unfavorable to him came out, he would take action.

As the little boy was alert, a furry little head popped out from the corner of the wall, followed by a white, soft little hand. The little hand was placed softly on the wall, and in a moment a delicate little face appeared.

This little face has a little fat, a pair of big watery eyes sparkling, and a tuft of stubborn little hair on the fluffy hair swaying in the wind. If the little guy was not wearing boy's clothes, people would really think he was a cute little girl.

The young boy paused, still holding the stone and not daring to relax. He was not sure whether the child would be accompanied by parents, and he could not trust anyone now.

The little kid who accidentally broke in here didn't know he was being watched. After he came out from the corner, he squatted down and tried to catch a green grasshopper that was jumping particularly happily. His little round butt was shaking, but he still didn't catch any grasshopper.

The little kid puffed up his cheeks, looking like an angry little pufferfish. He was not very dangerous and was extremely cute. He stood up from the ground and chased after it, running with his short legs clattering and determination in his big eyes. It seemed that he was determined to catch the grasshopper today.

I don't know if the grasshopper was panicking or doing it on purpose, but it just jumped into the bushes where the little boy was hiding. The little kid took the opportunity to pounce on it, but he didn't catch the grasshopper and instead pounced in front of the little boy.

The little boy was stunned and forgot to react. The little kid who was lying on the ground was startled when he saw a pair of shoes covered with mud. He looked up and fear and panic appeared in his big eyes when he looked at the little boy. He was so scared that he opened his mouth, but his mouth was covered before he could scream.

"Don't scream!" The little boy covered the little boy's mouth, staring at him fiercely, his voice hoarse and sharp, with a chilling chill, "Otherwise I will chop you into pieces and throw you into the well next to us."

The little kid looked at the boy with a pair of innocent and pure big eyes. Soon tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn't cry. Instead, he nodded obediently.

The young boy looked at the little kid's tears and frowned. A trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes, but it was only fleeting. He withdrew his hand, and seeing that the little kid really didn't scream, he leaned back against the wall, breathing weakly.

The little kid got up from the ground, his clothes were stained with mud stained with morning dew, and his tender white hands became dirty, but he didn't care at all at the moment. He was a little afraid of being beaten by the dirty brother in front of him, but he couldn't help but peek at him.

The little kid sat on the ground, looking at the little boy curiously with his big watery eyes. He saw that his clothes were torn and he had many wounds and bruises, not only that, but also on his cheeks and the back of his hands.

When faced with this situation, Yu Hongqing told him that, rationally, he should not worry about it and just run as far as he could. However, morally, the four-year-old boy's first thought was to help.

Instead of running away, he might as well say that he is fearless like a newborn calf or that he has a strong sense of morality like the Virgin Mary. He will help this person today.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

The little kid was digging at the dirt on the ground, blinking his big watery eyes, and asking the little boy in a baby voice. His voice was so soft and there was no aggressiveness at all.

The young boy glanced at the little milk ball, frowned and covered his stomach, his voice was still hoarse and sharp, not pleasant to hear, "Why don't you get out of here."

The little boy yelled at the little milk ball and made his body tremble. He stood up in fear, turned around and ran away. The little boy looked at the little milk ball's back that looked like a penguin, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, "How weak."

The little kid ran back to his room. It was not yet seven o'clock and Song Lianqing was not awake at all. The little kid carefully took his small water cup and lunch box from the room, and also took glucose and a small medicine box for treating wounds. He ran into the kitchen, filled it with drinking water and porridge he had cooked, and then ran to the vegetable garden.

This wave of actions by the little girl is really amazing. Just now, she was chasing a grasshopper and disappeared from the camera. When she appeared again, she was suddenly doing these things. The audience in the live broadcast room was puzzled. Is she going to be a little doctor? What is she doing with the little medicine box?

Before everyone could come to their senses, the little baby disappeared from the camera again. Everyone had to wait patiently. At that time, Qin Younian woke up. When he saw this scene, he frowned and immediately turned around to take people to the backyard of the courtyard to check, fearing that his precious son might be in danger.