Zheng Anze held his sister's hand tightly. He would take care of his sister himself. No matter how tough and tiring it was, he would never give his sister to someone else. Who knew if those people would be like that Vagabond and want to hurt his sister?
thank you, uncle. he thanked him again, bent down, and picked up Langlang from the ground. Then, he carried her to a fountain, took his sister's hand, and squatted down. He carefully washed his sister's hand and face, then used his sleeve to wipe it clean for her. Then, he carried his sister to a small corner and took out the deep-fried dough sticks that the man had given them just now. He tore a piece and fed it to his sister.
eat. he smiled. Although he was small, one could tell that he was very good-looking. He had a pair of big eyes, a high nose, and thin lips, but when he smiled, he looked very good. He also ate bite by bite, but left most of it for his sister.
