Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

The mother and son struggled under the table.

Su Chen let them do it.

It was only a short while.

"Tear~"

Su Chen was stunned, lowered his head, and saw his white leg.

The fat boy was holding his trouser leg in his hand, stunned, and was pulled out from under the table by the woman.

When she saw the trouser leg, the woman stopped raising her wire, looked at her own trousers in surprise, then looked at the fat boy's, and finally her eyes fell on Su Chen's legs.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Xiao Xiang... I'm sorry, I, I will pay for it, how much is your trousers?"

The woman laughed dryly and bowed to apologize.

Su Chen also smiled bitterly at this time.

The quality of these torn trousers is too bad, right?

But thinking carefully, this pair of trousers has been worn alternately with another pair for almost a year, washed and brushed, and it is not bad to be able to hold on until now.

Before, I was busy buying clothes for my family and forgot about my own. I went back to the street to buy a few cheap ones.

Thinking of this, Su Chen waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay. My pants are old. How strong can a child be? It's just a coincidence."

The woman was delighted: "Really?"

Soon she couldn't resist the guilt in her heart: "Even if they are old pants, they can still be worn. I still have to pay for them."

She reached into her cotton coat and found only a few yuan. She hesitated, looked around, hid in the corner and dug into her underwear. Finally, she took out two 20-yuan bills and smiled at Su Chen: "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry when I came out, so I didn't bring more money. I usually keep my money in my bag."

Su Chen took the 40 yuan and pushed the change back: "This money is enough."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and apologized again: "I'm really sorry, then I..."

She wanted to turn around and take the fat boy away, but when she saw that he was still holding the trouser leg in his hand, she pulled it out and gave it back to Su Chen with a dry smile.

"I, we're leaving first, Xiaoxiang, say goodbye to uncle."

The fat boy ducked his body when he heard this, and ran behind Su Chen like a slippery loach and hid.

"Uncle God, I don't want to go home, save me!"

Xiao Liu'er advised: "Go home with your mother soon, your mother has been working all day, she is already very tired, and she will look for you everywhere when she gets home, and you are still not obedient..."

The woman was originally going to catch the fat boy with a stern face, but when she heard this, her eyes immediately turned red, and the breath she had been holding was gone, and she sat down on the chair weakly.

It's more than tired?

I still have 40 yuan.

This little bastard who spends money on the family.

Just for a dog, he has been arguing with her for several days, and dared to threaten her to run away from home.

The more I think about her, the sadder I feel.

I took great pains to raise a child, but this is how he treats himself, what is the purpose?

When she sobbed, the fat boy panicked.

He stopped hiding and walked over carefully, pulling her sleeve: "Mom, I, I'll go home with you."

The woman gently shook him off.

The fat boy grabbed her again.

"Mom, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

The woman took a deep breath, raised her head, and met Su Chen's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I made a fool of myself."

"I'm not like this usually..."

The little Liu'er on the other end came into the teahouse at some point and brought the woman a cup of hot water.

"Thank you, no, I, I have to go home, dinner..."

She said something and didn't know what she was thinking of. She couldn't hold it back and covered her face with her hands and started crying again.

The fat boy was really at a loss now. It didn't work to apologize all the time. It seemed that the more he said, the more his mother cried, and she scratched her nails guiltily.

Xiao Liuer comforted: "Auntie, don't be too sad. My grandfather said that there is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome."

"And Xiaoxiang is not a bad boy. He just likes dogs very much and treats them as good friends."

The woman sniffed, eased up, and put down her hand shyly.

"No, sorry, I lost my composure."

Xiao Liuer: "It's okay, Auntie. Everyone has bad times."

The woman looked at Xiao Liuer carefully and smiled: "If my daughter hadn't been lost, she would have been the same age as you."

Can comfort people, take care of people, at least not like a son... It's very annoying, can't beat, can't scold, and feel distressed.

The fat boy was puzzled: "Daughter? Mom, do I have a sister?"

"It's a sister." Xiao Liuer corrected, pointing at herself, "I'm 11 years old."

The fat boy was surprised.

"Are you bragging?"

"You obviously look the same age as the girls in our class."

Xiao Liuer didn't bother to pay attention to him, snorted lightly, and turned her head away.

Seeing that she ignored him, the fat boy turned around and asked his mother again: "Mom, do I really have a sister?"

The woman's eyes, which had been wiped dry, were wet again.

"Yes, but... she got lost."

"Ah?" The fat boy pouted and hesitated for a while. He slowly walked over and handed the piggy bank to Su Chen, "Then Uncle God, can you help me find my sister?"

Su Chen laughed: "Not looking for Rourou anymore?"

The fat boy pursed his lips.

After a long time, he spoke: "I won't spend my pocket money carelessly in the future. I will look for Rourou when I have enough."

He looked at the woman: "Mom is the most important, sister is second, and Rourou is third."

The woman couldn't help but shed tears and hugged the fat boy tightly.

Little Liu'er sighed like a little adult and looked at Su Chen helplessly: "Master Su, are you hungry? There are still pan-fried buns in it. Can I heat them up?"

Su Chen waved his hand: "No need."

Xiao Liuer still stood up.

The woman held her son for a long time to ease the tension, then let go and smiled at Su Chen apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I let you see again..."

Su Chen shook his head: "So, do you want to calculate?"

"What?"

"Your daughter's whereabouts."

The woman was stunned: "You..."

She tilted her head and finally saw the sign, her eyes lit up: "Can you really calculate where my daughter is?"

"How do I know if I don't try?"

"At least from your face, your daughter is not dead."

Su Chen asked: "Do you want to calculate?"

"But I..." The woman subconsciously touched her pocket.

Su Chen pointed to the piggy bank: "Your son has paid the reward."

The woman looked at the fat boy: "Xiao Xiang, this is the money you saved for a year..."

"Mom, I want to find my sister too."

The woman wanted to cry again.

She held back and nodded to Su Chen.

"Then let's count it."

"Give me your horoscope."

The woman was stunned: "I still want mine..."

"I want both."

"Oh, okay."

Smelling the meaty aroma coming from the backyard, Old Song leaned against the door frame and listened to the woman's low voice, shaking his head.

He remembered this woman.

Ten years ago, he heard that she was shopping with her child and accidentally lost the child. She wandered around the nearby streets like a ghost all day looking for the child, almost going crazy.

Later, when she fainted, he happened to be doing business nearby, and he and others took her to the hospital. After a check, they found out that she was pregnant. Later, I don't know if it was because of the family's persuasion or what, she stopped looking for the child.

Old Song looked at the dark sky.

Ten years ago in the Magic City, human traffickers were not as rampant as they were four or five years ago, and there were even fewer children lost in this area.