Chapter 889: Aunt Fanwai, let me show you something.

Yanhong stopped laughing and said fiercely, "Deserve it!"
The director leaned forward and accompanied the smiling face, "Beauty, shall we make an appointment tonight?"
"Make an appointment with a hammer, didn't you make an appointment with Zeng Yuqing's saucy fox?"
"What's the matter, you will have her in the middle of the night, so that you two won't have to fight?"
"Get out! I'm not in the mood tonight!"
With a cold snort, Yan Hong jumped off the stage and walked towards the dressing room.
"Yanhong, where are you going? Don't go far, you will have to shoot the scene soon."
The director hurried to catch up.
"The supporting actors are all given time to drink water. My protagonist wants to drink water now."
"Well, you go, five minutes. Don't take too long."
"She drinks water for fifteen minutes, I only have five minutes."
Yan Hong finished speaking, and left without looking back, still muttering, "Huh? This medicine is really a job, and it works so quickly. Fighting with me, she is still too tender." Laughing triumphantly.
There was a mess on the stage, and the uncle came over and asked, "Director, the supporting role is gone, and the protagonist is gone, shall we continue shooting?"
The director said, "Shoot! Of course."
The uncle frowned, "But they are gone."
The director also suffocated the fire and said impatiently, "Xiao Zeng has gone to the toilet, Yanhong has gone to drink water, won't you little characters wait?"
Everyone whispered, "It's grass, and wait, it's almost all night."
Zhuang Mengdie watched Zeng Yuqing run away and hurried to chase.
"We must stop Zeng Yuqing, not let her go to the toilet."
Raindrops fell sporadically, hitting Zhuang Mengdie’s face, cold and painful. Seeing Zeng Yuqing running faster and faster in front, Zhuang Mengdie pulled open his throat and shouted anxiously, "Zeng Yuqing, wait. Wait! Don't run over there!"
At this time, a loud thunder exploded above her head in good time, and her shout was naturally covered by the thunder.
Zeng Yuqing was eager to find the toilet, but she had no time to look back. Of course she didn't know that Zhuang Mengdie was chasing her hard behind her back.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Mengdie ran too fast and fell. When she got up and took a look, the scene in front of her changed again.
Yanhong's treacherous smiling face, the director's expression of astonishment, and Zeng Yuqing's back in a hurry were all gone.
The stage and the gloomy rainy sky were gone.
Instead, there is a crime scene with a scorching sun and puddles.
The team of finding people is still rambling around, but it can be seen that everyone's faces are tired and disappointed.
The little boy is still smiling, tirelessly following the back of the line.
The little boy saw Zhuang Mengdie and immediately ran over, "Auntie, where did you go?"
Zhuang Mengdie looked at the clear eyes of the little boy and didn't know how to answer him.
"Oh, I went to a very strange place."
"Is that place fun?"
Zhuang Mengdie shook his head, "It's not fun at all."
The little boy nodded disappointedly, turned to leave, and was stopped by Zhuang Mengdie.
"Wait, isn't your father coming back before the end of the meeting?"
The little boy shook his head, "Dad takes at least two hours for each meeting."
"Then wait until your father finishes the meeting before sending you to school, aren't you going to be late?"
"Whatever, I don't want to go to school anyway."
"If you are so disobedient, your father will hit you again."
"But I really can't love the school."
Zhuang Mengdie didn't know how to persuade him, so she nodded helplessly.
"Schools are only for children who love to learn. Children who don't love to learn like me should not stay in school."
"So where should children who don't like to learn like you stay?"
The little boy frowned, thought about it, then shook his head, "I don't know, you shouldn't stay in school anyway."
"For you, is school a terrible place?"
"Yes, the various physical punishments of teachers and the ridicule of classmates, especially the ridicule of female classmates. I hate them and don't want to see them."
"Don't complain that the teachers and classmates treat you badly, you should find a way to change their opinions. Study hard, you know?"
"No! I don't want to live for anyone, I just want to live unfettered by myself. There are too many rules and regulations in school, and I hate the feeling of being controlled."
At this moment, the little boy suddenly showed a strange smile.
"Auntie, I will show you something."
Zhuang Mengdie looked at the little boy's strange expression, not knowing what he would show himself, so he nodded.
The little boy first looked back at the search team not far away, and found that no one was paying attention, and then slowly took out something from his schoolbag.
When Zhuang Mengdie saw the thing, she almost shouted in surprise.
What the little boy took out was actually Zeng Yuqing's red hairpin. At this moment, the hairpin was sealed in a material evidence bag.
The little boy squeezed his hand and the transparent material evidence bag made a rattling noise.
It took a while for Zhuang Mengdie to come back to his senses, pointing to the evidence bag and saying, "Xiaoguang, where did you get this thing? Didn't I clearly see the police put it in the briefcase? Why are you here now."
The little boy hissed, "Auntie, keep your voice down. I just stole this thing from the police uncle's bag when he was not paying attention."
Zhuang Mengdie was taken aback, "Huh? That's not okay. You quickly return this issuance card to the police uncle. This is a very important physical evidence. It is terribly lost."
The little boy shook his head, "No, I want to keep it."
Zhuang Mengdie lowered his face, "Quickly, return it to the police uncle."
"Do not!"
"Why are you stealing this card?"
"I thought it was fun, so I stole it."
"Just steal it if it's fun, you're too messy."
The little boy hissed, put the hairpin back into his schoolbag, and showed his innocent smile again.
"Auntie, I only tell you about this. This is our secret."
At this time, a policeman walked towards Zhuang Mengdie, he looked at Zhuang Mengdie, then at the little boy, and said suspiciously, "You two are always hiding aside and whispering, what are you talking about?"
The little boy smiled, "Nothing. Just chatting casually."
Zhuang Mengdie said, "Yes, just chat casually."
The policeman said, "Are you two really friends?"
Zhuang Mengdie and the little boy said in unison, "Yes."
The policeman frowned, sighed, turned and walked away.
The little boy whispered, "Auntie, why didn't you expose me just now?"
Zhuang Mengdie looked at his little face helplessly and smiled bitterly, "I don't know either."
"Actually, if you exposed me just now, I can only take out the issuing card and return it to the police uncle."
The expression on the boy's immature face could not tell whether it was regret or mischief.
Zhuang Mengdie stretched out his hand and scratched his little nose, then smiled helplessly.
(End of this chapter)