With a mixture of disbelief and skepticism, Gou'er asked, "Where is your little grandson?"
He was thinking that if there really was a sick grandson, perhaps he could wait until his mother woke up and ask her to take a look.
After all, life is really tough for the people in this city.
"It's right ahead! Young master, shall we go take a look?"
The old woman was very excited when the dog asked her about it, and her voice even rose a little.
Perhaps she was too excited and couldn't control her emotions. The old woman laughed so happily that the dog immediately realized that she was up to no good.
He suddenly remembered that there were no healthy children on the street, and then he recalled that before him, several adults had also walked towards this old woman, but she did not ask those people for help, but instead directly grabbed his clothes.
If you really need help, you should look for adults in the city. What good would it do to find a little kid like him?
He wanted to go and see, but he was afraid that he might not handle things well and end up getting himself into trouble, and would also cause trouble for his mother. He was conflicted for a while.
While he was thinking, the old woman continued, "Young master, judging from your clothes, you are from a wealthy family and must be a kind-hearted person. Go and see my grandson and you'll know I'm not lying to you. Please give me a few copper coins so I can buy some medicine for him."
She spoke very sincerely, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.
I don't know if it's because her acting is bad, or if she thinks he's just a kid who's easy to fool, which is why she was so uninspired.
Before the dog could even speak, an older man next to him yelled, "Bullshit! You keep saying your grandson is sick, but it's been so many days and I haven't seen any grandson of yours. Even if he were, without medical treatment for so many days, he'd probably be dead by now. You old hag, you're just trying to fool kids!"
The dog looked towards the man from the direction of the sound and saw him shuffling along one leg, leaning against the wall on the side of the street with some difficulty, his eyes filled with disgust as he looked at the old woman.
After scolding the old woman, he turned to the dog and said, "Young master, hurry back to your parents. It's chaotic outside, so don't wander around. Quite a few children have gone missing in the city recently."
As he spoke, he glared at the old woman.
At first, he thought the disappearance of children in the city was related to this old woman, but after being here for several days, he found that she was just swindling money from the children, taking them away and then bringing them out again shortly afterward, and had never actually lost any of the children.
He thought that the old woman was despicable; how much money could a child possibly have?
The dog knew the old woman was up to something, but it pretended to fall for her trap and retorted, "Uncle, the old woman is so pitiful, how can you say such things? Her little grandson is sick, how can you still say such things?"
He looked very angry, criticized the uncle a few times, and even deliberately stepped forward to give him a lecture.
The old man was furious. He had kindly reminded the brat, but the kid didn't appreciate it at all. He was really seeing things!
He was about to retort when he heard the brat whisper, "Uncle, I know that old woman is suspicious. Could you please go to the Fulai Inn ahead and find my mother to rescue me? I want to know if the children who were taken away are related to this old woman."
After saying that, he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Uncle, you should know how to respect the elderly and care for the young. You can't talk to old ladies like that anymore, understand?"
Then, he quickly walked up to the old woman and said, "Grandma, let's go see your little grandson. If he's really sick, I can take him to the clinic. I have money."
His righteous expression almost made the old woman burst out laughing. She glared at the uncle triumphantly, got up, and staggered away with her dog.
The uncle was stunned when he heard the dog whispering.
This child looks to be only seven or eight years old, yet he's willing to use himself as bait to find those missing children?
Isn't this ridiculous?
They even asked him to help find his mother, but his leg was broken and he had difficulty standing up. How could he find her?
He was too lazy to care, but thinking of the little brat's calm and collected face, he scratched his messy hair in annoyance, picked up a thick tree branch next to him as a crutch, and limped with great difficulty to Fulai Inn to find his mother.
But then again, if that old hag really was related to those missing children, how could his mother, a mere woman, possibly have rescued him from those people?
That would be better than reporting it to the authorities!
However, the city was in chaos at the moment, and there was going to be a war on the border outside the city. How could the officials have the heart to care about this mess?
That brat is always getting himself into trouble!
He cursed and swore all the way. It wasn't far from where he was to the Fulai Inn, but it still took him a long time to walk, and he was in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat.
Thinking that the old woman wouldn't make a move anytime soon, he sat down at the entrance of the inn, panting heavily, and decided to wait and see.
Meanwhile, the dog followed the old woman through several alleys and finally saw a small shack, dilapidated and stinking, low and small inside, much like a doghouse.
"This is it! Young master, look, that's my grandson, he's fainted!"
As she spoke, the old woman pretended to wipe away tears, but in reality, she was secretly observing the dog's reaction.
Meanwhile, the dog was also observing the little boy lying on the ground.
The little boy had delicate features and fair skin, but his face was unusually pale, and he was unconscious.
This child clearly cannot be this old woman's grandson!
The child's clothes were clean, and while the fabric wasn't expensive, it wasn't bad either; it was definitely not something this old woman could afford.
Dog frowned. This must be a kidnapped child. If he wasn't mistaken, he would be the next one lying here.
He didn't examine him himself; in fact, he took a step back in fear and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him? Let's take him to the clinic."
"There's no need for you to trouble yourself, young master. I only ask that you spare some money so that I can get him some medicine."
The old woman smiled kindly, and as she reached out to ask for money, she casually sprinkled some powder on the dog's face.
The dog reacted quickly, holding its breath, but even so, its body was still somewhat out of control.
He didn't know what the person had sprinkled on him; he just felt dizzy and saw four or five double images of the old woman in front of him.
The money pouch at her waist was snatched away. The old woman opened it and counted the money; there was about twenty taels of silver in it, and she was very satisfied.
"Little boy, look at me."
The old woman's voice suddenly became ethereal, as if something flooded into the dog's mind. The dog felt a splitting headache and his body wanted to resist, but his movements were out of control.
"yes."
He spoke honestly, then looked at the old woman, waiting for her next instructions.
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