"No!"
Huang Jiajun was stunned for a moment, frowning: "Looking for someone so late at night? The child is missing?"
"Yes, he disappeared since we left in the evening. We've already looked for him on the other side of the village, so we came here to look for him."
"Is that so? Then what have you discovered?"
"No, that's why we..."
"Uncle Jiajun, is the cabin on the left yours?"
Ai Yunyue walked over from the other side and looked at Huang Jiajun meaningfully.
Huang Jiajun was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Can you open the door and take a look?"
"This... you're looking for a child, what does that have to do with my cabin? It's just a place to store miscellaneous items!"
"Uncle Jiajun, don't get me wrong, we're just a little... curious! So can you open it and let us take a look?"
"Okay, I didn't put anything in it anyway!"
Huang Jiajun nodded without hesitation and walked towards the wooden house.
As a result, he just took a step and stopped again.
"Is the door locked?"
"yes!"
"I don't have the key on me, I have to ask that brat for it!"
After Huang Jiajun finished speaking, he turned around and walked back into the house.
Ai Yunyue narrowed his eyes slightly. How could the key to the cabin be with his son?
Is there really a problem?
Thinking of this, Ai Yunyue suddenly walked towards the cabin and slammed the door hard: "My dear, my dear, I am your sister, are you in there?"
“Bang bang…”
Ai Yunyue slammed the door hard, making a loud noise.
"Yuebao, let me do it, be careful not to prick your hand!"
As Ai Ping's voice fell, a hurried and panicked voice came from not far away: "What are you doing? Are you stealing something? I'm going to call for help!"
"Huang Ziwei, have you seen Guaibao?"
Ai Yunyue's eyes darkened and she looked at him thoughtfully.
Huang Ziwei felt guilty, but he stiffened his neck and retorted, "What do you mean by being a good boy? I don't know what it is!"
"Really?"
"Bah, how would I know what you're talking about? Bullshit..."
"Huang Ziwei, just speak, why are you using foul language?"
“I…”
"You little bastard, you haven't even grown all your hair yet, how dare you call yourself 'old man'?"
Huang Jiajun's face turned dark, and he slapped him on the back of the head without thinking.
"Dad, why did you hit me?"
"What do you think?"
Huang Jiajun glared at him and snorted coldly, "I don't know what your mother taught you. Instead of learning the good things, you learned all this nonsense! Where's the key to this cabin?"
Huang Ziwei's expression changed slightly, and he instinctively took a few steps back: "Why do you want the key? I won't give it to you..."
After saying that, his eyes fell on the small wooden house not far away, and he felt a little confused. Could that brat have run away?
Otherwise, why didn't he make a sound with such a big commotion?
What an idiot!
"Yuebao, no one responded after I knocked on the door. I guess my good boy isn't inside!"
Ai Ping frowned slightly and looked at Ai Yunyue with a complicated expression.
After all, Guaibao is a child. If he is really locked up in there, he will always respond when he hears any sound!
And now there is no movement at all!
Ai Yunyue pursed her lips, and a hint of sharpness and coldness flashed across her delicate face.
Judging from Huang Ziwei's expression, even if Guaibao is not in the cabin, it must be related to him.
And there is no guarantee that the baby is asleep now!
"Huang Ziwei, can you open the cabin?"
Ai Yunyue raised an eyebrow, pretending to be innocent yet curious and asking, "It won't cost your family anything to take a look, right?"
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