Zhou Shiwei took Song Baozhu and Song Baobao out of the police station, looked at Song Baobao in front of him and stopped talking, and finally couldn't help asking: "Can I ask how capable she is?"
Song Baozhu looked at Song Baobao with a smile; Baby.
Song Baobao nodded, and put his palm on his desk in Zhou Shiwei's puzzled eyes, and saw Song Baobao's hand slightly forced, and Zhou Shiwei watched her palm sink.... Sagged.If it weren't for the fact that he had always been steady, Zhou Shiwei might not be able to help rubbing his eyes at this time, and after Song Baobao wiped his hands, he saw that there was a small palm print that was deeply recessed on the smooth desk before.
Zhou Shiwei sat on the office chair for a long time and did not come back to his senses.
"Uncle Zhou, if it's okay, I'll go home with the baby first, Uncle Zhou?" "One, Song Baozhu shouted several times in a row, and Zhou Shiwei's eyes had focus: "Oh, okay, pay attention on the road....", he originally wanted to tell Song Baozhu to pay attention to safety on the road, whether he needed to send someone to send the two of them back, but after glancing at Song Baobao, who had been silent, Zhou Shiwei stopped, Obviously, this question is too redundant.
Song Baobao answered with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely pay attention to safety, goodbye Uncle Zhou."
"Goodbye." , Zhou Shiwei couldn't help but tell Song Baozhu after saying it: "Don't reveal the baby's affairs." "He's going to have to get rid of this desk.
Song Baozhu knew that he was kind, "I know Uncle Zhou."
After Song Baozhu left, Zhou Shiwei called Secretary Zeng: "Burn this desk, you can do it yourself, remember to burn it!" He solemnly admonished Secretary Zeng.
Secretary Zeng was confused, but he still recruited, since the leader said that he would do it alone, that is, he couldn't let others know.
Secretary Zeng moved the solid wood desk to the county garbage dumping place by himself, and he took a closer look before burning it: "Obviously it is still intact, why did the leader burn it?"Obviously, Zhou Shiwei is usually very frugal and never extravagant and wasteful. He looked at it for a long time before he saw a palm print next to the edge of the table, and judging by the shape and size, it was probably the handprint of a young girl of seven or eight years old.
He smiled, speechless at his own association, "What do you think, how could a little girl press this table with such a deep imprint." "Is it an ingenious design that was made on the table? He hadn't paid much attention to the table, so he ignored it?
Unable to think of a reason, Secretary Zeng lit the fire and watched the table turn to ashes before leaving.
Song Baobao rode a bicycle and took Song Baozhu back to Xiangfu Village, about today's encounter with human traffickers, Song Baozhu did not tell his family, anyway, nothing happened, so as not to worry them.
"Auntie!", as soon as Song Baozhu entered the yard, Song Yuanyuan, who was playing with ants in the yard, pounced. Song Baozhu rubbed her round cheeks, "Go wash your face, look at your face like a little cat."
Song Baozhu said that Song Yuanyuan would implement it thoroughly, and after agreeing crisply, he obediently ran to Wang Guifang to wash her face: "Your aunt is back?"
Wang Guifang was cooking in the kitchen, and when she saw Song Yuanyuan running over and consciously asked to wash her face, there was something she didn't understand, and the whole family also thought that Song Baozhu had this face, so that Song Yuanyuan, who had always hated washing his face, could be so obedient.
Song Yuanyuan hummed happily: "Milk, hurry up, find a little aunt to play."
"Got it, don't pester your little aunt for too long, she must be tired from going to the county seat." , Wang Guifang washed Song Yuanyuan's face and told her.
Song Yuanyuan obediently sighed.
When Song Yuanyuan came out, Wang Guifang also followed, holding two cups of honey grapefruit tea in her hand, and handed them to Song Baozhu and Song Baobao respectively: "Didn't you encounter anything in the county?"
Song Baozhu smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."
Wang Guifang looked at Song Baobao again, only to see Song Baobao open her mouth, and a cup of honey grapefruit tea was poured into her mouth by her, and then swallowed it in one bite.
Wang Guifang snorted: "What are you doing in such a hurry, you kid, and you're not afraid of choking!" Hurriedly patted her on the back.
Song Baozhu hurriedly grabbed Wang Guifang, the material on Song Baobao's body can be ten times the reaction force, if Wang Guifang starts a little harder, it will not be good if his hand is injured: "Mom, it's okay, the baby is used to this."
Wang Guifang thought that something was wrong with Song Baobao, she asked Song Baozhu in a low voice: "Baozhu, is there something wrong with the baby's situation, should we go to the hospital to check the baby?"
Song Baozhu calmly took a sip of water, "There's no problem, isn't it just a little more powerful and a little faster to eat, if she doesn't have much strength, how can she escape from the traffickers?"
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There is a treasure in the 60's family [MTL]
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