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"What should I do with that kid who can't be sold?" Back in the house, A Liang asked Sister Qiong in a tone of request. Sister Qiong shook her head and said:

"I'll make a phone call in a while and ask to see if there is anyone in the valley who is short of sons. If not, I'll give Hanako a low price, but I'll have to run farther, and I'll have to delay for half a month, not counting the fare, tsk, all Blame the money-losing goods you brought back."

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Aliang said with an apologetic smile, but he didn't dare to say that he would deal with it. First, he was worried that Sister Qiong would suspect that he was going to use this to find a channel, and secondly, he felt that he couldn't do it by himself.

Sister Qiong saw that Ah Liang had a good attitude in admitting her mistake, and her expression softened a little. She nodded, raised her hand and looked at her watch, then said:

"Go and see the boy's condition. If there is no problem, give him something to eat. We will leave tonight."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" A Liang frowned, finally fell asleep and was about to set off again.

"Urgent? If I wasn't worried that the kid would turn into a fool with continuous medication, I would like to leave now!" Sister Qiong gave A Liang a displeased look, and then pointed to the calendar on the wall and said:

"See the time clearly, in two days" The rework wave is almost over, do you think it will be so easy for us to pass the card then?"

When Ah Liang heard this, he slapped his head suddenly, and said helplessly:

"It's all because I haven't slept well in the past few days, and my mind is confused. I'll go deliver food to that kid."

Said it was rice, but A Liang still took half a pack of compressed biscuits. This stuff is cheap and hungry, and the most important thing is that it doesn't need cutlery. hurt him.

Don't think he's cowardly, in fact, Sister Qiong's last trick was to be killed by a kid with a fork—

Of course, maybe it was an accident that the unlucky guy fell on the fork?

Anyway, for A Liang, whether it was an accident or not, he didn't want to experience it.

"Crack!"

As the reversed door lock twisted, the door was also pushed open, followed by a stench.

Ah Liang's face immediately turned black, and he thought it was the kid who knocked over the spittoon, and was about to reprimand, but found that there was a kid in the house?

Ah Liang did not check the room immediately, but immediately locked the door again, and then ran all the way downstairs——

He felt that watching surveillance was a safer choice than being scolded by a kid who didn't know if it was hiding in the room.

"Are you running in such a hurry to reincarnate?"

Seeing A Liang running all the way down, Sister Qiong reprimanded in dissatisfaction, but A Liang shook his head and said out of breath:

"Joan...Sister Qiong, that kid ran away!"

"Run?!" Sister Qiong's expression changed immediately, and she rushed to the computer and tapped. After a while, the monitor in the room was called up, and the picture of the kid unlocking the door almost instantly made her wholehearted. People fall into ice caves.

"Is this kid a craftsman (slang, referring to a thief, an experienced thief is called Lord Buddha)?" A Liang frowned and muttered, but Sister Hong suddenly stood up and said:

"Look, we haven't gone far at all, he can't escape, he must be still in the house! I'll go outside and watch to prevent this kid from climbing the wall."

"Got it!" Before Sister Qiong spoke, A Liang had already picked up the baseball bat that was placed under the table. After all, this was a place for trading. The surveillance only covered the "prison cell", but it only took a few minutes. However, the places he can run are limited. For example, the probability of being upstairs is obviously higher than that of downstairs.