Seeing Dazhi about to run away, Jack and Casey quickly ran forward and opened their arms in front of him, blocking his way.
When Dazhi stopped and wanted to turn around and run, Gu Zichen and Li Zichen were standing behind him.
He leaned his back against the wall: "You, what on earth do you want to do?"
"This is what we should be asking you, right? You've been following us since the beginning, haven't you?"
Gu Zichen smiled and squatted in front of him, deliberately speaking very lightly to eliminate his fear.
Dazhi shook his head repeatedly, still extremely nervous: "No, no, no, I'm not following you!"
His eyes kept wandering around Gu Zichen's hand, as if he was looking for something.
Gu Zichen seemed to understand his gaze, then opened his palm and handed the lollipop in his hand to him: "Are you looking at this?"
Sure enough, when Dazhi saw the lollipop in his hand, his eyes lit up uncontrollably. He lowered his head and nodded slowly: "Yes."
"Do you want these lollipops?" Gu Zichen asked him with a smile.
Dazhi raised his head with a little surprise on his face: "Will you give it to me?"
Gu Zichen nodded, "Of course, but the premise is that you have to do us a favor."
After hearing his words, Dazhi's eyes revealed a lot of doubt, as if he was doubting what Gu Zichen said.
Gu Zichen directly put a lollipop in his hand, "I always keep my word. Don't worry, as long as you do us this favor, these lollipops will all be yours."
Looking at the lollipop in his hand, Dazhi clenched the lollipop in his hand: "What are you doing? What do you need me to do?"
Dazhi's question made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief. Dazhi was the only child who saw that they did not run away. Maybe they could really get some information from Dazhi's mouth.
"What's your name?" Gu Zichen asked, already stretching out his white hands, "My name is Gu Zichen."
Dazhi glanced at the white little hands in front of him, and then at his own black, numb and dirty hands. He tremblingly stretched out his hand imitating Gu Zichen's example, but had no intention of holding his hand: "My name is Dazhi.
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Gu Zichen didn't mind and held Dazhi's hand directly. He didn't mind how dirty and smelly his hands were: "Hello, Dazhi, I want to ask you about the whereabouts of a person."
Dazhi looked at the hands held by the two of them in surprise, and shook his head repeatedly: "No, don't do this! My hands will dirty your hands..."
His words made Gu Zichen very worried. He glanced at the mud on the ground, and then immediately stretched out his little hand to grab a large handful of mud on the ground, until his hands were also dirty.
Then he smiled at Dazhi.
Gu Zichen raised his dirty hands in front of him, with a bright smile on his lips: "Look, Dazhi, we are all the same now! You don't mind my dirty hands, right?"
While Dazhi was surprised, he was even more moved. He shook his head repeatedly: "How could it be!"
The next second, Gu Zichen took the initiative to hold Dazhi's hand again: "That's good. From now on, we will be friends!"
"Friend?" Dazhi looked at the hand holding his own in front of him and couldn't recover for a long time.
Are children in the city also willing to be friends with him?
"That's right! Don't you want to be friends with me?" Gu Zichen curled his lips pretending to be hurt.
Dazhi shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no! No, I am not unwilling, of course I am willing!"
Tears welled up in his eyes. Although he had just met Gu Zichen for the first time, he felt that this person would definitely be a very good person in the future.
Because Gu Zichen protected his self-esteem and used a very self-destructive method to protect his self-esteem, he was very touched.
"By the way, who is the person you are looking for? Let me see if I know."
Gu Zichen nodded, "The person we are looking for is a middle-aged man named Fat Hu."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dazhi was stunned: "Uncle Fat Tiger?"
"Yes, do you know Fat Tiger?" Gu Zichen asked curiously.
Dazhi nodded with a complicated mood: "Well, he is the father of my good friend. What do you want to do with him?"
It seemed that he was very worried about Fat Hu's situation and did not immediately tell Gu Zichen and others about Fat Hu's whereabouts. Instead, he first asked them what they were looking for.
Gu Zichen patted him on the shoulder: "Dazhi, don't worry, we won't hurt him. We just want to ask him something."
Dazhi glanced at Gu Zichen who looked serious and nodded, "Gu Zichen, I believe you. Come with me, and I will take you to Uncle Fat Tiger."
With that said, he led Gu Zichen and his group into the depths of the slum. Although this place was not big, there were quite a few people living there.
I walked for about ten minutes before gradually stopping.
Dazhi walked to a small shed and stopped: "This is Uncle Fat Tiger's home, but it seems that he is not here now."
"Dazhi, do you know where he is?" Gu Zichen glanced at the small shed in even simpler conditions than before, full of doubts in his heart.
In other people's sheds, at least there is a leaflet covering the bed. Here, there are not even sheets, and there is only a little hay covering the thick bricks.
Fat Tiger used to drive a truck, right? That’s a person with a job. In that case, how could he live in a place like this?
Moreover, the conditions are worse than others. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.
Dazhi was silent for a long time: "Uncle Fat Tiger is not here, he should be at the health center."
"Health center? Dazhi, can you take us there?" Gu Zichen continued to ask.
Dazhi hesitated, and looked at Gu Zichen who was eager to find Fat Hu, "Gu Zichen, are you really not going to hurt Uncle Fat Hu? In fact, Uncle Fat Hu is a very good person, and he is really pitiful. I
I hope you won’t hurt him.”
Gu Zichen patted him on the shoulder and said seriously: "I swear, I will never hurt him. We just want to find him and ask some questions, Dazhi, believe me."
Dazhi looked at him for a long time, and then slowly nodded: "Well, Gu Zichen, I believe you. I will take you to the health center."
On the way, Jack couldn't help but ask: "Um, is Uncle Fat Tiger sick? Why is he at the health center?"
Kathy's eyes were red. She had no good feelings towards Fat Tiger, who had caused her father to become insane. In other words, she hated Fat Tiger.
"Haha, people like him should be punished by God!"
Dazhi stopped: "What did you just say?"
Casey replied displeasedly: "What? Did I say something wrong? Don't think he is a good person! You don't even know what evil things he has done!"
"How could Uncle Fat Tiger do such evil things? He is a good man! You must apologize!" Dazhi clenched his fists and turned red.
Li Zichen grabbed the emotional Casey and said, "Kathy, please stop saying a few words."