Li Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly thanked him.

"That's really troublesome!"

He watched Brother Zhang leave.

Then let out a long breath.

"elder brother."

The short man stepped forward, glanced at Brother Zhang's back, and lowered his voice and said:

"Should we hurry up..."

"Let's see and then talk."

Li Feng interrupted him, frowned, and said:

"I haven't seen Lu Qi yet."

The short man nodded.

Nothing more was said.

Instead, he settled for others.

It was nearly dusk.

A bonfire has been lit in the courtyard that was originally used for prison inmates to relax.

Luo Zhu took an iron skewer, skewered the potatoes, and then placed them in front of the fire. When the skin was slightly burnt, he hurriedly took out the potatoes.

"Sister Ying!"

He juggled the potatoes back and forth, saying hello, and hurried to Yingqian's side.

Luo Zhu was about to hand the potatoes to her.

Then he saw Lu Qi, took a bunch of perfectly grilled luncheon meat, and brought it to Yingqian.

Yingqian reached out and took it, then took the time to look at Luo Zhu.

"What's up?"

Luo Zhu glanced at the roasted, tender and fragrant lunch meat in Ying Qian's hand.

He lowered his head again and looked at his potatoes with a complicated expression.

He sniffed.

He raised his neck in grievance and said stubbornly:

"It's okay, I'm eating potatoes!"

"You can just eat, what are you telling me?"

Yingqian was about to take a bite of meat.

The corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled down by someone.

She lowered her head and saw a pair of bright black eyes.

He was about seven or eight years old.

Thin and small.

She has messy twin tails, and her clothes and face are both clean.

She was biting her fingers and staring blankly at the lunch meat in Yingqian's hand.

"Whose child is it?"

Yingqian knelt down and waved the lunch meat in front of her eyes.

"Where are your parents?"

The little girl took a step back, as if she wanted to run away.

But I don’t know either.

The luncheon meat is too fragrant.

Yingqian still doesn't look like a bad person.

She didn't run away after all. She stood there with a embarrassed look on her face, pinched the corners of her clothes, and whispered:

"Mom and dad...are dead."

Yingqian and Luo Zhu were both stunned.

Lu Qi and Sheng Zhengnian, on the other hand, had no expressions.

In the end.

The least rare thing is the separation of life and death.

The potatoes in Luo Zhu's hands once again lost their taste.

After giving the potatoes to the little girl, he squatted down, rubbed her head, and asked with a smile:

"I've never seen you before. Are you from Weishan Base?"

"Um."

The little girl nodded.

She held the potatoes and was a little afraid to eat them.

After hesitating for a while, he raised his head and timidly asked Luo Zhu:

"Can I eat this?"

"It's just for you."

Luo Zhu helped her peel the potatoes and smiled very tenderly.

"Eat quickly, it's still hot!"

"Thank you uncle!"

The little girl grinned, revealing a missing front tooth.

Didn't notice Luo Zhu's expression suddenly froze,

She took a bite of the potato and her eyes lit up.

"I'm actually an uncle..."

Luo Zhu covered his heart.

It felt like I had received a 10,000-point critical hit.

He was unwilling to do so.

Pointing to the landing and praying:

"What did you call him?"

The little girl stuffed her mouth full of potatoes and looked at Lu Qi's face, but she was completely stunned.

She blinked, then blushed for a while and said:

"Good-looking big brother..."

Luo Zhu shivered, still unwilling to admit that he was his uncle, and pointed at Sheng Zhengnian again.

"What about him?"

The little girl swallowed the potatoes with difficulty, glanced at Sheng Zhengnian who was smiling, shrank her neck, and her voice suddenly became much quieter.

"Also...brother."

Luo Zhu's heart ached even more.

"Am I the only one who isn't my brother?"

He took a breath.

The trembling fingers finally pointed at Yingqian.

"What...is this?"

The little girl has finished eating the potatoes and is licking her fingers.

She didn't understand what Luo Zhu said.

He just stared at Yingqian, then blinked and asked:

"When I grow up, can I be as beautiful as my sister?"

"uncertain."

Yingqian touched his chin and said to the little girl seriously:

"You are very likely to be more beautiful than your sister."
To be continued...