After two years of marriage, the officer husband can’t stand it any longer.

"Brother, can I make a call over there?" Lu Zhimo asked, pointing to the mobile phone store.

Dajia: "We have no money."

Lu Zhimo took off the crystal bracelet from her wrist: "Sell it, you can exchange it for money."

This was a birthday gift from her third uncle. In order to go home, she had no choice but to feel sorry for her uncle.

"How much can such broken stones be sold for? They are all over the streets." Dajia was completely speechless by Lu Zhimo.

How did she know how much the bracelet was worth? She subconsciously felt that her third uncle would not buy her anything too cheap.

Finally, with the mentality of giving it a try, Dajia went to the pawn shop, but he just asked the price, and the shop owner looked at him with strange eyes, as if to say, how could a poor boy like him in ragged clothes have rare jewelry...

After a conversation, the owner of the store chose to call the police and kept asking him where he stole it from.

Even though he explained that someone else gave it to his sister, the other party refused to let him go, so Dajia had no choice but to run away.

Dajia ran all the way to the bottom of the overpass. When he saw no one around, he sat down and gasped. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise if he was really taken away by the police, it would be all over!

Lu Zhimo and Awen were waiting at the entrance of the cold drink shop.

"When will Brother Dajia come back?" She was thirsty and hungry, and she almost had no strength to speak.

Awen shook his head: "I don't know either."

"Which way to the embassy?"

Awen still shook his head. He didn't know. He also asked many people along the way. Without a navigation system, they didn't know the way and it was difficult to find it.

A black car stopped in front of the cold drink shop, and four men in black got out of the car and walked quickly towards Lu Zhimo and Awen.

Awen immediately stood in front of Lu Zhimo, opened his arms, and said loudly: "Who are you? Go away."

Four men in black quickly grabbed Awen and Lu Zhimo and stuffed them into the car.

Dajia arrived at this time, rushed to the car quickly, grabbed the door of the passenger seat, and tried to open the door. The man in black quickly started the car and dragged Dajia several meters. His clothes were torn, and his face was There were a few scratches as well.

The boy kidnapped the motorcycle on the side of the road. He couldn't just watch his cash cow being taken away.

Another white car caught up behind me and followed it all the way here. I just saw Dajia and was about to ask. Unexpectedly, this kid got on his motorcycle and ran away. Jiuyan raised the window and shouted to Dajia: "Where are the other two children? The little girl is my child."

Dajia heard that it was a family member of the money tree. He was riding a motorcycle with one hand and pointed at the car in front of him with one hand: "On the car in front, someone was kidnapped."

That's okay. Jiuyan asked the driver to catch up and intercept him and force him to stop. The two groups struggled again. Time was running out. Dajia took Lu Zhimo out of the car and put him on the motorcycle. The moment he heard the gunshot, he Turn the accelerator and run...

He was shot when he was nine years old and became frightened whenever he heard the sound of a gunshot.

"Brother, you are injured." Lu Zhimo, who was sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, noticed Dajia's wound and asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Dajia held the motorcycle's faucet tightly. When he heard the gunshot, his body trembled involuntarily, and he had long forgotten the pain of the wound.

"Brother, that person just now was my Uncle Jiuyan." Lu Zhimo leaned on Dajia's back.

Dajia slowly parked the car on the side of the road, and suddenly remembered something. Wasn't he the man who came to the door that day? Just now, I was anxious and ran away.

Thinking of this, he turned around and rode back, but the motorcycle couldn't start.

hehe…………!

Even if he was walking back, he still had to know the road. He could remember clearly how many turns he took.

Lu Zhimo was speechless to him, squatting on the ground and drawing circles, while Awen didn't say a word and focused on kicking stones.

"I'm so hungry~" Her dirty little face looked up at him, feeling like she could cry in the next second.

In the past few days, all I have been eating are spicy radishes and tasteless grilled fish, which makes my stomach feel very uncomfortable.

Dajia looked around and saw nothing. Standing and waiting on the roadside was not a good idea. It would be terrible if Kawa's people came to arrest them again.

"Find a safe place to rest first. Since your family has already come here, there must be a way..." Dajia said.

We are all children, so we can only take one step at a time.

They got into an abandoned building. The place was really dilapidated, with mottled marks all over the walls, thick dust on the ground, and spider webs everywhere. There are traces of fire, and the sunlight cannot come in, making it look rather gloomy.

Dajia found a corner that was sheltered from the wind and was covered with some straw. He asked Lu Zhimo and Awen to sit down and rest. The three of them felt very tired and hungry. They had not had a good meal for several days.

"Gululu~"

Dajia's stomach also growled, and Lu Zhimo smiled quietly. She looked around and vaguely saw something sprouting in the corner.

She stood up, walked excitedly towards the corner, and carefully peeled off the rag on it: "What is this?"

Two people ran over in a hurry, it was taro!

Dajia's eyes shone, this was the best thing for them at this moment.

"Awen, get some hay to light the fire, and we'll roast the taro."

"Ah."

Finally able to take a bite of hot food, he roasted the taro and peeled one for Lu Zhimo. The little girl took a bite and ate it. Although it was bland, it was not unpleasant. .

Awen was devouring it. If those people didn't drag him away to transform him into a transvestite, it would have been okay to stay there and have enough to eat.

Halfway through eating, Dajia suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw Lu Zhimo looking at them with tears in her eyes. She seemed to be homesick.

"what happened to you?"

The little girl couldn't help but shed tears. She missed her parents, her grandparents, her uncles and aunts...

She really wanted to go home, but she didn't know how. Seeing Lu Zhimo shed tears, Dajia felt very uncomfortable. He patted her back gently and comforted: "Don't cry, we will definitely find a way home... Don't forget Awen and I then." That’s fine, I don’t want to live this hard life anymore.”

Dajia was also an abandoned child since she was a child. She was sold back and forth and lived on the streets.

Lu Zhimo wiped away her tears with her sleeves: "I will tell my father that you are very good to me and always protect me and take care of me. Do you want anything?"

Dajia is not polite at all. The society is very realistic. Without money and identity, it is difficult to move forward. He needs a new identity and enough money to ensure that he has enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.

"Then how about you tell your father and give me and Awen a wish?"

Lu Zhimo responded without thinking: "Anything within my ability is fine."

Awen didn't think too much, he was just thinking about how to go home, the home with the five-star red flag!

He thought that no matter how rich Lu Zhimo's family was, they couldn't take him back with them.