She shook her head, "I was only seven years old ten years ago. How could I still remember such a long time ago..."
Yan Jingrong did not ask any more questions.
It's normal that she doesn't remember.
After all, it took too long.
He and Wei Ling had almost forgotten that she was a child.
I only remember that her eyes were shining brightly when she smiled. When she smiled, her eyes were crooked, showing her small white teeth, and her words were soft and waxy.
Every time he saw her smiling eyes at the entrance of the cave, he felt soft in his heart, so happy, so happy.
He still remembered that on the fifth day when he and Wei Ling were kidnapped, she stuffed two more buns through the small hole and cursed their kidnappers with indignation.
She assured them softly in a small voice: "Brother, my father is a policeman. When my father comes back from get off work today, I will ask my father to rescue you!"
"He is so powerful! One person can fight dozens of them! He will beat these bad guys to pieces!"
The little girl felt a little aggrieved after bragging about her father's heroic feats.
"But my dad is too busy. He hasn't been home for several days. I hope he can come back from get off work on time today."
His fear was instantly soothed by her soft and waxy words.
He couldn't help but comfort, "He will come back today. We are still waiting for your father to come and save us!"
He took off the jade pendant from his neck and stuffed it into her hand through the hole.
"This is my jade pendant. If we are defeated, you can give the jade pendant to the police uncle and ask them to find the Yan family in Yanjing. My name is Yan Jingrong and his name is Wei Ling... You should leave quickly and they will be back soon.
Don't let them find out."
She nodded, and before leaving, she promised him that her father would save them.
Sure enough, that night, many police officers came to the dilapidated cabin and rescued him and Wei Ling.
As he was being escorted into the police car, he heard the little girl's soft and small voice from a distance.
"Brother Fu, I'm sorry. I didn't mean not to tell you. I just felt it was a bit dangerous and didn't want you to know..."
He looked back and saw only the backs of a little girl and a boy.
The boy seemed to be blaming her, but his tone seemed to be coaxing her.
"If you encounter something like this in the future, don't act alone and call the police directly, you know?"
"But I don't have a mobile phone, and the phone at home is out of bill. My father hasn't come back for a long time, and Uncle Fu hasn't come home either.
Brother Fu, my feet and legs are so sore and painful..."
"Oh, who asked you to walk such a long way? Come, I will carry you..."
He wanted to get out of the car and take a look at her, but the police car left quickly, and he only saw the figure of the boy passing by carrying the little girl on his back.
Later, he learned from the police that her father did not come back that day because he was on a mission.
It was she who walked several kilometers to find her father's colleagues in the bureau, and then the police were dispatched to rescue him and Wei Ling.
If it weren't for her, even if he and Wei Ling didn't starve to death in that shabby cabin, they would probably be ripped apart.
Unfortunately, because of the special identity of her father, the police never let him know the little girl's name.
When he returned to Yanjing and went to look for her there a few months later, she had already moved.
Later, he and Wei Ling kept looking for her for many years.
But he didn't know her name, her age, or her appearance. There was no trace of her in the sea of people.
I only know that her eyes are beautiful and her smile is like a little moon.
I only remember her coquettish voice when she spoke, soft and waxy, as soft as marshmallows, and as glutinous as glutinous rice cakes...
He thought at that time that she must be a very, very cute little girl.
Just when they were about to give up, Jiang Xiaoman transferred to Yanjing Wangfu Middle School.