Just like that, they walked and stopped. They did not meet the two bad guys again. Zheng Anze knew that there were many bad guys in this world, so they ran away from those who wanted to talk to them on the way. Of course, they might follow others. It was enough to suffer once. After walking for many days, Zheng Anze's shoes were worn out, but they still did not dare to stop. Sometimes, they would sit by the roadside. You were like two little beggars. Someone would kindly give them food and money. With money, Zheng Anze would buy all of it into cheap and ravenous mantous. Usually, one Yuan was enough for him and his sister to eat for a few days.
It rained again at night, and it rained a lot. Zheng Anze carried his sister and hid under the bridge of an overpass. This was the only place that didn't rain, and they could find a clean spot.
is it cold? " he asked his sister, who was shivering in the cold.
