You Are My Rare Passion

Gu Junzhu opened his arms, and the little tree seedling threw himself into his arms.

Gu Jun hugged his small body and looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

"Dad, the children told me that a classmate of theirs was locked up by his grandma!" Xiao Shumiao's white and tender face was very serious: "There is a kid named Xiao Yuan, he and that classmate's grandma are the same Neighbor, he can hear his classmate screaming every day, crying very sadly, very pitiful, Xiao Yuan asked us, can you help the little policeman?"

"Little policeman?" Gu Jun glanced suspiciously.

"That's right," Little Sapiao'er nodded her head vigorously, "It's the kid locked up by his grandma! Dad..."

He grabbed Gu Junzhu's hand and shook it, "Dad, we must save that kid, okay? The kids said we look so good, like Superman, we can definitely save the little policeman!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

like superman...

What a compliment to them!

Gu Wuye has always been responsive to little saplings.

However, it is impossible for him to save people immediately.

The little sapling is a child after all, so what he said was vague.

It was also some children who told Little Tree Miao'er about this matter. I don't know if what those children said was the truth or their subjective speculation.

He asked the little tree seedling: "What's the child's full name?"

"His name is Nie Yanjing!" Xiao Shumiao'er looked up at Gu Junzhu and said, "Dad, he is a hero!"

"Hero?" Gu Junzhu frowned slightly.

In peaceful times, meritorious deeds are difficult.

Most of those who can be called "heroes"...

"Yes," said the little tree seedling with a sullen face, "the children said that the policeman's father died defending the country, and that the policeman's father is a hero and a martyr!"

really……

Gu Junzhu sighed silently, and beckoned to Gu Chi, "Go and find out what's going on with that kid named Police Nie Yan."

"Yes, master!" Gu Chi took the order and left.

Hearing the words "hero" and "martyr", Ye Xingbei clearly felt that Gu Junzhu's mood became much lower.

She knew that Gu Junzhu felt sad when he thought of those colleagues who died for the country.

No matter how long it takes, his colleagues who died for the country will always be scars on his heart.

Once touched, the scar will be uncovered, and it will hurt again.

Ye Xingbei reached out and took his hand.

Gu Junzhu recovered from his own thoughts, raised his eyes to look at her, and smiled at her, "I'm fine."

Ye Xingbei clenched his hand, smiled at him, and turned to Lu Ning: "A Ning, do you know about Nie Yanjing?"

"I know a little bit," Lu Ning frowned: "The child is not from here. He used to live with his mother, near where his father lived. Shortly after his father died, his mother remarried. He He was sent to live with his grandma, and after coming here, his grandma sent him to school, but he only studied for more than a month, and he didn't come to school."

"Why?" Ye Xingbei asked, "Why doesn't he come to school?"

"I don't know," Lu Ning said, "Yulin and I went home to visit, and Nie Yanjing's grandma didn't let us in at all. We asked her why she didn't let Nie Yanjing come to school. Nie Yanjing's grandma said that he was sick. Come back when you recover from illness."

Ye Xingbei frowned: "Little Shumiao just said that he screams at home every day, do you know that?"