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In the evening, Dong Peng's home.

"How do you know I won't tell you?" They looked at Dong Peng in surprise.

"Of course you won't." Dong Peng poured a glass of water for Yiyi: "Not only do I know that you won't say it, but I also know that you will definitely take the blame for me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to do so much when killing him. It's pointless. action."

"What? You know this?" Yi Yi held the water and looked at Dong Peng in surprise.

"After all, that's the kind of character you have." Dong Peng rubbed Yiyi's hair: "Little guy, just follow me during this period, I need a helper."

"Okay." Yiyi nodded without thinking: "What do you need me to do?"

"Let's change the title first." Dong Peng nodded after seeing everyone agreeing: "From now on, call me uncle, or call me Uncle Dong. If you use pronouns, don't use 'you', but change it to 'you'."

"Yes, uncle." Yiyi nodded obediently and chose the more affectionate title: "But why can't I use 'you'?"

"You need an identity to follow me." Dong Peng made a cup of coffee and took a sip: "I originally wanted you to be my apprentice, but for some reasons... it may cause you trouble in the future."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of trouble!" Yiyi immediately patted his chest and said: "You saved dozens of us, my life is yours. And I also want to learn from you, please let me be your apprentice!"

"It will also bring trouble to my plan." Dong Peng added.

"Okay." Yiyi was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to cause trouble to Dong Peng or affect Dong Peng's plan.

"But don't worry, I will teach you whatever you want to learn, but I will adopt you and make you my adopted son."

"Really?" Yi Yi's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Don't be too happy too early." Dong Peng shook his head slightly: "Being my son is not a good thing. You know, I am a murderer."

"It doesn't matter, I'll go with you." Yiyi said excitedly, "Whoever you say you want to kill, I'll help you."

"Of course you have to help me." Dong Peng was not polite: "But not now, and there is no need for you to take action."

"Then, then I can call you..." Yiyi opened his mouth to say the word, but it got stuck in his throat and couldn't.

"Forget it." Dong Peng shook his head: "After all, you are not real orphans. You have your own parents and your own family. In the future, if there is a chance, I still hope to send you home, or... if I can't If I send you home, I hope you can find your own way home."

"I don't want to go back." Yiyi shook his head: "You may not know that not all of us were trafficked. I and some of my brothers and sisters were sold to them by my own parents. ”

"Your parents?" Dong Peng frowned slightly: "Why?"

"I don't know about the others." Yiyi lowered his head, a little disappointed: "What I said is because my parents divorced, my father didn't want to care about me, and my mother remarried..."

"Alas." Yiyi's voice was choked with sobs. He sighed, relaxed his mood, and then whispered: "You think I'm a burden."

"Well..." Dong Peng was silent. He always thought that these children were abducted and trafficked by those guys, so he always hoped that one day he could send them all back to his home and reunite them with their parents.

For this reason, Dong Peng struggled with his thoughts for a long time, and finally made up his mind to take this boy with him when he stepped forward to take the blame for himself one by one.

Now it seems that I didn't ask clearly.

"Okay, then you will be my son." Dong Peng reached out and touched Yiyi's head again: "You can call me whatever you want. If you really can't say those two words, just call me uncle, but Be sure not to use the pronoun 'you'. It's too disrespectful for your son to call his father 'you'."

"Okay." Yiyi raised his head, looked into Dong Peng's eyes, and said slowly: "I remember, Dad."

"Forget it, forget it." After saying those two words one by one, Dong Peng couldn't bear it. He blushed and waved his hands: "No, no, you should call me uncle. I'm not ready to be a father yet." ”

"Plop." Dong Peng's look made Yiyi laugh, and the tension and uneasiness in his heart also dissipated a lot: "Okay, uncle, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook it for you, no, I'll cook it for you."

"You still talk about cooking?" Dong Peng looked at Yiyi with some surprise: "When I was your age, I couldn't make instant noodles well. What will you do?"

"Home-cooked food." Yiyi thought about it and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I may not be very good at handling meat. After all, we eat less, but I can cook common vegetables."

"Much better than me." Dong Peng sighed helplessly: "If I could be so powerful when I was as big as you, maybe..."

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There was silence for a long time, without waiting for Dong Peng's next words.

"Maybe what?" Yiyi asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Dong Peng shook his head and drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp: "Yiyi, don't cook today, let's go out to eat, and you can show me your cooking skills tomorrow."

"Eating out?" Yiyi looked at Dong Peng with some surprise. In Yiyi's memory, even before being sold, even before his parents divorced, he had never eaten in a restaurant. As for after being sold, Then all you can do is watch others coming in and out of the hotel door.

"Well, not only do we need to eat." Dong Peng looked at his watch and it was six o'clock: "Let's go quickly, maybe we can buy you some clothes before the mall closes, and we also need to buy some daily necessities..."

Dong Peng said while packing up his things, and he didn't notice that Yi Yi behind him had been petrified and sat on the sofa in a daze.

Half an hour later, Dong Peng brought Yi Yi to the place he was most familiar with, but also the most unfamiliar - Chixin Mall.

To be precise, it is the Huangmen District branch of Chixin Mall, and the main store is in the Kaimao District.

In the past few years, Yi Yi would come here almost every two or three days, because the flow of people here is the largest, and most of the people who come here are young people, and there are many housewives with good conditions. If you meet these people walking together, you can get more or less by begging.

After all, these people like to compare the most, and they don't care much about money.

"Where did this little beggar come from?"

Just as Yi Yi was about to step into the gate he had longed for, a security guard walked over quickly: "Get out! Go beg for food! This is not a place you can enter, get out!"