Bu Li was about to call Xinhan to tell her that he had arrived downstairs when he suddenly heard a knocking sound and turned his head to see a pink boy.
He rolled down the window and listened to the pink boy, trying hard not to shed tears from his red-rimmed eyes, with a pitiful and discarded expression, which made people see sympathy pouring out.
"Child, what grievance have you encountered?"
There was disdain hidden in Shi Ying's eyes, but there was a fearful expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching, as if he was crying but not crying, which made him even more pitiful.
"Uncle, my mother and I are separated. Can you help me find my mother?"[
Bu Li opened the car door with compassion, squatted down and coaxed the disguised Shi Ying, "Kid, where did you get separated from your mother? Do you know your mother's or home phone number?"
Shi Ying shook his head, not knowing.
Two lines of hanging tears seemed to fall down the next moment.
Then, he stretched out his little finger and pointed to the intersection ahead: "Over there, uncle, I miss my mother so much."
His big bell-like eyes accidentally glanced at the top floor of the palace. He really missed his mother. They said that only mother is good in the world, and a child without a mother is like a grass.
"No one remembers my mother's mobile phone number. Uncle, can you accompany me to find my mother?" Shi Ying pitifully grabbed Bu Li's arm, shaking and pleading.
Bu Li looked at the time and estimated that there would be enough time, so he put Shi Ying on the bed, closed the car door, and drove the car to the intersection ahead.
Shi Ying sat obediently in the passenger seat and glanced at the black RV behind her through the rearview mirror, muttering in her heart that it was really not a good thing for her boss to be watching from behind. Normally, he would have knocked this man's head off.
It would be easier to just drive his car away, and it wouldn't require any acting skills on his part.
Shi Ying murmured in her heart. She really didn't know what her father was thinking. He was not allowed to touch the car because he almost died in the wilderness while driving while the adults were away.
Thinking about it, Yan Zhi is still that brat who has a lot of idle uncles teaching him marksmanship all day long. When he was young, his mother and his car god uncle taught him how to play cars all day long. He had already lost to him in marksmanship.
If he can't even beat his driving skills, how will he survive in the future!?
"Kid, did you and your mother get lost here? Can uncle wait here with you?" Bu Li drove the car to the intersection and stopped on the side of the road. Since there is no contact information, the best way is to stop.
Waiting for her mother to come back.
Shi Ying nodded seriously, and showed an innocent smile the next second, and the next second Bu Li had fallen on the driver's seat.
He stayed on the island in the past few years and learned a lot of toxins in traditional Chinese medicine from Aunt Hongwu's master. A small silver needle knocked down Bu Li, who was taller than him.
Hehe, the opportunity is too good to be missed.
While his father can't take care of him, he has to practice his driving skills.
Although it is a little overestimating for a seven-year-old to drive a car with the attitude of an adult, but Yan Zhi can't do things that a kid can do, and he is a head taller than him.
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A child's competitiveness and self-esteem are always the strongest, how can he be compared!
Shi Ying climbed over and opened the driver's door, pushed Bu Li down with difficulty, then closed the door and touched here and there.
It's a bit embarrassing, sitting in the seat, my feet can't even touch the accelerator; [