thefictionvixens Page 255
Page 255
The surrounding area is full of restaurants and shops.
Only here are there many children about the same age as Mu Xitang.
If the pink-haired girl were nearby, she would definitely appear here.
It was right around the time school was about to let out.
There were many parents coming and going at the entrance to pick up their children.
It seems like he's not here.
I waited for ages, but that little figure in my heart still didn't appear.
Just as Jiang Xiao was about to turn and leave, the voice of a bratty child caught his attention.
"Everyone, come with me! This thief has sneaked into our daycare again!"
"Huh? Is it the one with pink hair?"
"Yes, are you coming or not!"
"Let's go, let's go, Erhou, Sanzhu, let's go together!"
Following the sound.
Jiang Xiao saw a mischievous child with a big nose on his lips and a wicked grin.
A pink-haired thief?
For some reason, Jiang Xiao had a subconscious feeling that this "thief" was the person he was looking for.
The snotty-nosed child floated to a flat area behind the nursery.
This is?
A few crumpled cardboard boxes were simply pieced together and stood forlornly on the ground covered with a layer of white snow.
Judging from their shape, the owner of these cardboard boxes wanted to assemble them into the shape of a "house".
However, the set was misshapen and had some holes.
Led by the snotty-nosed boy, several boys were throwing small stones and tree trunks at the box.
"Thief!"
"Come out, show your face and get beaten!"
"How about this, you step forward and apologize, and we won't hit you, you thief, next time."
Seemingly annoyed, a small head with pink hair poked angrily out of the cardboard box.
"I'm not a thief!"
'boom! '
A tree branch hit Mu Xitang's face, and the pain made her shrink back and crawl into the cardboard box again.
"Hehehe, how about that? I still throw the most accurately, right?"
A little boy sniffled mischievously, then picked up a small stone and weighed it in his hand.
As long as that pink-haired little girl shows her face, I'm sure I can kill her in one shot!
Every time after school, he would come to find this dirty little girl who had no parents and play this "shooting game".
It's the favorite of these little boys.
"You still say you're not a thief? Where did you get these cardboard boxes?! I clearly took them to the daycare center. If you didn't go in to steal them, how could you take them out like this!"
"I found these! You took them to the daycare. I... I just went in to get my things back! You're the bad guys. You trampled the boxes and now they're all drafty!"
The voice hidden inside the cardboard box was both helpless and stubborn.
"Take back what belongs to you? Are these cardboard boxes yours? Maybe you stole them from some shopping mall."
"Hehehe, I think this thief stole it from the supermarket!"
"I bet it was stolen from the junkyard!"
The girl's voice turned angry as she was constantly being falsely accused of being a thief.
"You're the thief! Your whole family are thieves!"
Her rebuttal only drew more ridicule from the boys.
"Yo yo yo~ Our whole family are thieves, you don't even have a home~"
"What do you know? It's fine that she doesn't have a family. She can take a family photo all by herself."
"You're a thief, and your parents are thieves too. They abandoned you because they were arrested and went to jail for stealing!"
"It's also possible that you stole something, which is why your parents abandoned you!"
"I have a home! I have a mom and dad! They are the best mom and dad in the world, they are not thieves! You are the thief!"
It seemed that no matter how much they scolded her today, the little girl wasn't going to show her face.
After the boys had finished unleashing their "ammunition" on the cardboard box, they left.
As they left, the sound of their conversation carried by the cold wind to Jiang Xiao's ears.
"Tsk, this thief has become smarter. He used to come out whenever he spoke ill of his parents."
"Hehehe, it gets bombed by us every day, it must know how to feel pain, only an idiot would come out."
"If you ask me, we should just tear the box apart so she has nowhere to hide!"
"That won't do. Without the box as a fortress, our shooting game would become boring."
"Yes, yes, if we bully him too much, and this little orphan runs away, we won't have any fun anymore."
"Hahaha"
In fact, Jiang Xiao had already arrived at Mu Xitang's side.
He hugged her several times with red eyes, but each time his arms passed right through her small body.
Gone.
The strange smell inside Mu Xitang's body was gone.
It's unclear whether the power dissipated or was suppressed by a seal.
Mu Xitang poked her little head out of the box.
She only crawled out of the box after making sure the boy who had bullied her was far away.
"Ugh, it's broken again."
Mu Xitang touched the damaged parts of the box with pity.
"I need to find some good boxes to replace it before dark, otherwise it will freeze to death tonight."
Rubbing her stiff, red, and swollen little hands, and looking at the sun that was already halfway down, the little girl resolutely walked towards the commercial street across the street.
Just walked a few steps.
The little girl turned back, carefully folded up the box, and hid it behind a green belt.
After doing all this, the pink-haired girl clapped her hands proudly before heading back towards the shopping street.
Jiang Xiao followed Mu Xitang step by step, his heart aching.
He discovered that Mu Xitang was still wearing summer clothes even in winter.
It was the little white dress Jiang Xiao was wearing when she left.
The little skirt is just very dirty now.
The white socks peeking out from her ankles had also turned completely black.
It was probably long-term malnutrition that made her already small body appear even thinner and weaker.
Her complexion has changed from its previous rosy and fair appearance to a sallow yellow.
The only redeeming quality was the scarf she was wearing, which she had picked up from somewhere, or perhaps given to her by a kind person, and a very large yellow military coat.
The oversized military coat could completely envelop little Mu Xitang.
He looked exactly like a little beggar.
The little girl walking on the shopping street seemed less confident and more hesitant and confused.
This place is completely different from the small village she is familiar with.
The streets were bustling with traffic, and the city was brightly lit.
Many shops displayed novel toys that she had never seen before.
The streets were bustling with parents with children and lively, fragrant little restaurants.
But
Mu Xitang knew that none of this concerned her.
A gust of cold wind blew into Mu Xitang's neck through her loose military overcoat, making her shiver. She then shrank her neck and tightened the collar of her overcoat.
"Hmm, I need to find something to repair my little home quickly."