He stared blankly at Xiao Gu Qiaoqiao, who was talking non-stop.
The little girl obviously couldn't stay here for long.
She pushed open the door of the woodshed, and then looked back uneasily. She said mysteriously, "Next time your stepmother hits you, don't hold on, run, run into the town, run to the secretary's house. She wouldn't dare to hit you in public, would she..."
He nodded woodenly.
"My mom said she's going to make big steamed dumplings from potato flour tomorrow, with the same filling as today's dumplings. Wait for me at this time tomorrow."
After saying this, the little girl winked at him and left with a smile.
Only then did he react, hurriedly crawled out from the broken quilt, and then stood in front of the window of the woodshed, watching the little girl deftly climb over the fence and disappear into the red-bricked big-tiled house.
The lights in the Gu Family house were still on.
It seemed the adults of the Gu Family surely knew about this.
