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We searched from sunset until it was completely dark.
Mu Xitang was unable to find a complete cardboard box.
"But these cardboard pieces should work too; they should have the same effect of plugging the hole!"
After talking to herself, Mu Xitang looked at the plastic bag in her left hand, and the confident smile that Jiang Xiao was familiar with bloomed on her face again.
"We've collected a lot of cans and bottles today, so we're sure to have a full meal!"
With "ample" confidence, Mu Xitang skipped and hopped to the door of a small shop.
"Grandma Wang, I'm here to sell bottles."
I got two dollars and sixty cents by exchanging these things.
"Little Xitang, if you can't find your parents, go to the welfare center. They provide free services to orphans there."
"Oh no! I'm not an orphan anymore! My dad will definitely find me! What if I go far away and he still can't find me?"
The old lady at the small shop sighed, unable to bear looking at the little girl's sunny smile.
"The city is so big, and you said you used to live in a small village. Do you think your dad is Superman? How could he possibly find you in a city?"
"Yeah! My dad is Superman, his full name is Action Superman! He even helped us defeat our evil neighbor!"
As Mu Xitang spoke, she even gestured a dynamic light wave shape.
"hiss!"
However, the cold wind forced her to give up posing and instead tighten her collar.
Dynamic light waves
Jiang Xiao's tears have never been so worthless as they are today.
He had never wanted to hug someone with such all his might as he did today.
The old lady shook her head and stopped trying to persuade her.
All I could do was help her recycle some bottles and jars so that this poor little girl could have something to eat.
As for adoption, that's definitely impossible; no one has the time or inclination for that.
The welfare home isn't far from here, and the neighbors have tried to persuade the little girl quite a bit.
However, the little girl, despite her young age, was incredibly stubborn, insisting that her father would never find her if she went to the orphanage.
Chapter 161 What if Parallel Control Goes Out of Control
The shopkeeper gave her three steamed buns for 2.6 yuan.
"Hey, wait a minute, Xiao Xitang, there's some pickled vegetables here."
The uncle making steamed buns called out to the little girl who was turning to leave and handed her half a bag of pickled vegetables.
It's not that we're unwilling to give more; in fact, the little girl wouldn't accept a whole bag.
"It's too salty, not to your taste, Uncle. You can have it."
"Thank you uncle!"
Mu Xitang thanked him before leaving with the pickled vegetables.
Judging from her bright pink eyebrows that were practically flying with joy, it's easy to tell that the pickled vegetables were an unexpected bonus for her today.
Seeing her smiling so happily.
Jiang Xiao also cried and laughed.
But they hadn't yet reached Mu Xitang's "campsite".
Jiang Xiao's face darkened.
Mu Xitang's eyes widened slowly, as if she had also noticed.
The steamed bun slipped from my hand and fell to the ground with a 'thud'.
Then the little pink-haired boy ran all the way to the green belt.
"Where's my cardboard box? My cardboard box is gone!"
Her voice became flustered, and her little face was filled with anxiety.
Undeterred, they searched everywhere in the vicinity, turning over everything in the green belts, under the tree roots, and even in the surrounding trash cans.
Finally, she even squeezed through the crack in the nursery door to search around inside.
It's gone, really gone.
Mu Xitang lowered her head and sat down on the steps at the entrance of the nursery.
The cardboard boxes she had collected for so long, the little home she had painstakingly built, are all gone.
Jiang Xiao didn't want to see the disappointment and sadness on her face, so he couldn't help but turn his head away.
After feeling sad for a long time, Mu Xitang finally picked up the steamed bun that had just fallen on the ground.
In her heart, the cardboard box was the only place she could find refuge in this bustling city.
The box may not be big, but it can hold her grievances and worries.
So even though the boxes had been vandalized several times by the naughty kids at the daycare, she still went to great lengths to find them again.
But this time, she searched every corner of the cardboard boxes where the naughty kids had hidden before, but couldn't find them.
Jiang Xiao sighed, knowing that the box must have been taken away by the sanitation workers.
Despite the immense sadness of losing her family, Mu Xitang didn't cry, managing to hold back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.
His dirty little face once again wore a stubborn expression, full of defiance.
Watching the little pink-haired boy munching on a frozen, hard steamed bun with pickled vegetables, Jiang Xiao could only helplessly stand by as an observer.
Eh.
Why hasn't the body shown itself yet?
Without the suitcase, where will she stay tonight?
As the temperature dropped, Mu Xitang could only keep breathing on her palms and stomping her feet to warm them.
Without the box, I'd definitely freeze to death if I stayed here overnight.
The steamed bun fell from her trembling hands four or five times before she finally finished eating it.
He then stuffed the remaining two pieces and the uneaten pickled vegetables into the pocket of his military overcoat.
Finally, the precocious little girl frowned and pondered for quite a while.
In the end, I decided to try my luck in the shopping street and see if I could find a place to warm up.
Mu Xitang, who had lost her family, seemed listless.
Her little feet were wobbling as she walked, and she even stumbled and fell twice in a daze.
The military coat was too big, so every time she fell, although it didn't hurt, it took her a long time to get up.
The clothes, which were already dirty, looked even more sloppy after being dropped twice.
"It smells so good!"
The aroma made her swallow hard.
There was a small restaurant in front of me.
The sounds of pots and pans clattering as they cooked and the scene of guests clinking glasses deeply captivated Mu Xitang.
Especially noteworthy is the presence of a family of five within it.
It was also a story about a father and mother raising three daughters.
Enjoying a fragrant and steaming hot meal in a warm room.
The rising heat made Mu Xitang's expression begin to drift off.
She thought of playing Little Tyrant (a popular video game console) with her parents.
I imagined the five of them sitting on the bed playing Connect Four.
I thought of the fried eggs and millet porridge my mother would make for them when they were hungry at night.
I remembered the first time my father and his children cooked for my mother.
I remembered my father pushing a wooden cart and taking them to a small town where a kind old man gave them a free bowl of cold noodles.
Uncontrollably, Mu Xitang stood motionless outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, her body trembling, but she pressed herself tightly against the glass, looking inside.
The people inside are so, so happy!
Hey! Don't interrupt our business!
A woman poked her head out of the door and chased after Mu Xitang, but the cold wind made her immediately pull her head back in.
"Oh, oh, I'm so sorry..."
Mu Xitang huddled tremblingly against the wall outside the hotel.