The boy didn't care about his life or death, and he didn't even probe his nose.

He threw down the blood-stained stones, tied his hands with sticks of cloth, and blindfolded him, and then carefully looted his money.

Anyway, these are all things that the stick sold him in exchange, and he received it with peace of mind.

The boy jumped into the stream, washed the ashes off his face and body, and then stepped ashore to get dressed and tidy his head again.

In a blink of an eye, he was a civilian boy again.

After doing this in a hurry, the boy turned to leave. But before he could get out of the shadows at the bottom of the bridge, he turned back and carefully took away the roast chicken and pig's trotters.

Good stuff can't be wasted.

......

He cleaned up his sticks and feet neatly, and it didn't take a stick of incense before and after, so when he returned to Liu's house, it was only sunset, just in time for dinner.

Add vegetables in the evening.

The old woman looked at the fat chicken and hooves on the table, and her eyes narrowed with a smile: "This kid is really sensible." "At noon, I sent fried chestnuts with sugar, and I sent fat meat at night, the children of the old Wang family really have eyesight.

Liu Quan knew that it was strange, but he didn't say it explicitly, and went to the boy's room to sit down after dinner.

"Didn't you steal tonight's food?"

The boy shook his head without hesitation.

Liu Quan was still not at ease: "Didn't you buy it with stolen money?" He knew that these orphans who made a living in the city often had unclean hands and feet.

The boy shook his head again, his eyes open.

Liu Quan smiled and rubbed his head: "Don't do those livelihoods in the future, my family can afford to support you." ”

The boy grinned at him, and his smile was extraordinarily bright. No one could associate him with the ferocious little beggar who smashed someone's head in the afternoon.

Liu Quan got up and went to fetch water for his mother.

The boy left a whole chicken leg at dinner, and then he opened the lid of the bamboo basket and looked inside, and the cat was curled up at the bottom of the basket, sleeping soundly, like a spread white wool felt.

The boy put the chicken leg in and shook it twice.

Even he smelled the aroma, and the cat moved, but did not wake up, but coiled itself tighter.

The boy looked at it silently for a long time, then reached out and touched it sniffly twice, and then lightly closed the lid on the basket.

It's his cat, his.

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For the next ten hours, he stayed at Liu's house and never left.

Going out is a last resort, and the news that the Liu family has a child will soon spread throughout the neighborhood. Especially Liu Quan has been widowed for many years, and everyone will be curious about where this child jumped out.

The soldier leader was even more silent when he ate, and his face was solemn. The three-day deadline given by the pacification envoy was approaching, and the government and the city defenders, who had made no progress, were having a hard time.

In the past few days, he has eaten and drunk enough, and the boy's complexion has improved significantly. At this time, the white cat woke up.

It jumped out of the bamboo basket and hunched its back and stretched its waist, as graceful as a dance.

The cat looked at the sky, the sun was slightly tilting westward, is this time coming?

"How long did I sleep?"

The boy held out two fingers. slept deep enough, took her to the street yesterday, and injured one person halfway, but she didn't even wake up.

Meimei slept for two days, and Chitose felt a lot more refreshed, and the fatigue caused by overdrawing strength was greatly relieved.

"What have you been doing these two days?"

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it. Ask the dumb this kind of question, and sure enough, she hasn't woken up yet. Anyway, she has only been following this kid for a few days, why does it feel like a lifetime?

She hurriedly coughed lightly, and her round apricot eyes squinted at the boy: "I'm recuperating, shouldn't you be lazy too?"

He shook his head.

"Did you find any useful clues?"

The boy pushed the basket in front of her, which meant - "go".

Chitose: "......"

She had just come out to stretch her muscles, and was she going to go back in one fell swoop?

"What's the hurry, I'm so hungry. "Strictly speaking, it was the cat she possessed that was hungry. The small animal is also meat ##身凡胎, and if I haven't eaten for two days, my belly has long been deflated, "What about eating, hurry up and get it!"

It was just past this time, and it was not yet dinner time, so it was a little inappropriate to find the Liu family to eat. But Chitose naturally doesn't care about that.

The boy raised his leg and walked to the back kitchen, bent down and touched the stove for a while, and found three eggs and a white potato.

He's been boiling it since noon, and it's still warm.

The white cat lowered its head and sniffed the sweet potato, and scoffed: "Sorry to give me this? Have you ever seen a cat eat a sweet potato?"

The boy immediately grabbed the sweet potato back in front of him and pulled the egg to her.

"Hurry up and peel it. The white cat raised its paws and really wanted to press it directly on his face, "Do you think these hands can peel eggs?"

That's not a hand. The boy took a look, and the cat's forepaws were shaggy and white as snow, but the paw pads were a very tender pink, which seemed to make him very, uh, very appetizing.

If only I could grab it and rub it twice, it must feel great. But he also knew that the end of doing this would be that five small files popped out of the small pink meat pad!

He quickly peeled the eggs and fed them to the white cat.

Although the cat's mouth is small, three eggs are just a matter of a few bites.

The cat licked the corners of her mouth unsatisfactorily, but shook the hair on her body: "Let's go, it's important to get down to business." It jumped into its nest, and the boy carried the basket on his back and walked out.

It rained all day, neither big nor small. Pedestrians on the road came and went in a hurry, and they didn't have the heart to look for anything else. The boy put on a rain hat and covered himself out even more unobtrusively.

The destination is a shop.

The white cat opened the lid of the basket and saw the name of the shop:

Liu Ji Wangpu.

It's a ready-to-wear shop, but it's much higher than the market where the boy was attacked a few days ago.

The rain didn't stop, and he couldn't stand on the street, so he turned on his heels and slipped into a dim sum shop diagonally opposite, looking east and west, and with curiosity like a child of his age, he spent two quarters of an hour choosing two boxes of mung bean cakes and a box of almond peach cakes.

At the time of checkout, a carriage pulled up on the opposite side and quickly drove away again.

He put the snack in the basket and followed with a cigarette.

Chitose's voice penetrated the sound of rain and came into his ears: "How do you know that this person will come out at this time?" The clue he said was related to this Liu Ji?

Naturally, the boy did not answer.

But he heard the little beggar at the broken post station say that on the fifteenth day of every month, the rich man Liu would go to the garment shop to take inventory, and it was said that he would also collect money. If he stretched out his hand before he got into the carriage, Rich Liu didn't mind breaking the bank. Provided, of course, that the accounts don't bother him.

On rainy days, the carriage did not dare to go too fast. But after all, the boy has short calves, and he is quickly pulled farther and farther away. Chitose urged him: "Hurry up, hurry up." You're really going to practice your legs and feet. It's so slow, you don't even have a chance to escape for your life!"

In fact, among his peers, he is already a fast runner.