After tidying up the kid's clothes, she looked him up and down and praised, "Little An looks really nice."
The kid became even shyer, lowering his head bashfully.
...
Jiajie rode his bike to the town and bought two packs of Panda cigarettes from the supply and marketing cooperative. Each pack cost over two yuan.
He stuffed the cigarettes into his pocket, rode his bike to the courtyard of the police station, barely parked it, and rushed inside hastily.
"Something's happened! Someone could die!"
He exaggeratedly shouted as he dashed inside.
There was only one man inside; hearing his urgent voice, he quickly stood up.
"What's going on? What happened?"
Jiajie's eyes turned red: "My sister and brother are being forced to death! My brother was beaten, not a single spot on his body was left unhurt... and my sister is trapped at home, being forced to repay with her life! Comrade, you must stand up for my sister and brother!"
