Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

At this time, the small trumpet is wandering in the ocean of freedom.

Ah, sunshine, the sunshine of freedom.

Ah, little flower, it is a free little flower.

Ah, little balloon...

The little balloon ran away!

The peddler had already got on his bicycle and headed to the next crowded place, and the baby didn't have time to catch up.

After chasing the balloon seller for so long, Little Trumpet turned around and found that he couldn't find his brother, surrounded by strangers, and couldn't find the dessert shop.

He deflated his mouth and almost cried, where is brother?Why didn't my brother follow up.

Feng Shixia was already jumping in a hurry in the dessert shop. He was so big that his younger brother disappeared no matter what. He was the baby of the family.

He was frightened into a cold sweat. He didn't dare to tell his family, so he ran out to look for it.

At this moment, the little horn is tearful on the street. He is small, and he can only look at the various trouser legs when he follows the crowd. The little horn is moving forward, firmly believing that as long as he walks down, he can go home.

Jiang Fang, who was not in a very happy mood, was walking on the road. He looked for the location of the Internet celebrity dessert shop according to the navigation in his mobile phone, and it seemed to be nearby.

Jiang Fang frowned. The dessert was at the south gate of the mall, and the driver sent him to the east gate.

As he walked forward while looking at the phone, his cold calf was bumped. He lowered his head and a child was knocked off his ass.Jiang Fang put away his phone and squatted down to look at him, "Are you okay?"

The child was fat and white, and the chubby hand was rubbing his forehead, and the elder brother was hit when he couldn't find it.

The child cried out loudly, Jiang Fang was at a loss what to do, he didn't notice whether the child bumped into it by himself or accidentally bumped into the child, the main problem now is how to make him stop crying.

The small speakers were buzzing, Jiang Fang had never encountered such a difficult problem.He was like a cotton dumpling, making it impossible for Jiang Fang to do anything, "Don't cry."

Little Trumpet looked at this cold-faced little brother. He is a face control man, and he likes good-looking little brothers the most.

His chubby face stuck to the opponent's leg, and the small trumpet rubbed against his leg, "Hungry, eat cake."

He walked so far just now, and now his stomach is already growling, and he hasn't eaten the little milk cow cake, and his brother can't be found.Little Trumpet felt sad, "Eat two."

This is too obvious, if it wasn't for his well-dressed clothes, Jiang Fang would have thought that this was some little beggar who came to touch porcelain.

Although Jiang Fang is young, he also knows that the child in the family is lost. The adults must be very anxious. He looked at the small speaker and asked, "Where are your family members? Why are you here alone?"

The little trumpet choked twice, "Du...Dou Niao."

It turned out to be a lost child.

Little Trumpet explained, "Brother Diu Niao."

Jiang Fang frowned and looked at him, "It's not that my brother is lost, it's you who got lost, you idiot."

Little Trumpet's face was covered with tears. He felt uncomfortable, so he buried his face in Jiang Fang's clothes and wiped it off.

Jiang Fang's breathing stopped, this kid!

Little Trumpet looked up at him pitifully, and Jiang Fang's heart softened all of a sudden, "Do you remember where you lost it?"

He planned to look for the child's family first, and if he couldn't find it, he could only call the police.

Little Trumpet bit his finger and thought for a while, he was still sitting on the ground, Jiang Fang wanted him to stand up.

Unexpectedly, Little Trumpet was so hungry that he was delirious. He sat on the ground and bargained, "It takes... two cakes to get up."

The little trumpet's stomach let out a sound at the right time, his battery was about to run out, he opened his mouth and yawned.

Jiang Fang's presence reassured him, "Brother, cake."

No matter what time he was still thinking about eating, Jiang Fang looked at the child seriously, "Do you have the contact information of your family?"

The little trumpet yawned and looked at the other party in a daze, "Connection?"

He tilted his head and was held by Jiang Fang, "Where is your home? What are the phone numbers of Mom and Dad?"

"Telephone," the little speaker sitting on the ground rubbed his eyes, "what is a telephone, baby doesn't know."

It seems that relying on him is hopeless, Jiang Fang took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a "lost and found" in Moments first.The little baby's eyes widened all of a sudden, "Do you want to take a picture of the baby?"

The small speaker is too familiar with this process. The adults take out their mobile phones because they think the baby is cute and want to take pictures of the baby.It seems that the little brother is also like this. The baby sits cross-legged, with his head stretched forward, "I want to take a cute picture of the baby."

Jiang Fang snapped a photo and prepared to send it to Moments, but he just clicked on it and saw a small video playing automatically.

It was posted by a netizen with rheumatism, an hour ago.

The baby in the video is dressed the same as the one in front of him, and he can't help but put the phone next to the baby for comparison.

The baby looked over curiously, and finally scratched his head foolishly, "This little baby looks like me."

……

Jiang Fang didn't know what to say.

It was such a coincidence that the child he picked up was actually the child of a netizen in his game.

That being the case, it's easy to handle, Jiang Fang opened the dialog box about not getting rheumatism this summer.

[x: Your child is here with me. 】

The other party didn't reply to him, Jiang Fang thought that he should be busy looking for the child at the moment and didn't check his phone.

He made a video call, and Feng Shixia was walking through the crowd when he suddenly felt his phone vibrate.

It's X, they haven't said a few words since they became friends, and they usually ask him to play a copy.

It was the first time that X took the initiative to find himself, but now is not a good time for small talk, Feng Shixia hung up the phone, and X's message popped up right after.

[x: See the quick return. 】

[x: The child is in my hands. 】

[x: Cute photo of a small speaker.jpg]

???

Feng Shixia slammed on the brakes on the spot, what happened all of a sudden?

He hurriedly grabbed the driver beside him, "Wait, a friend of mine saw the small horn."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, just find it.

Feng Shixia hurriedly called X back, and the answer was very fast, but it was different from what he imagined, it was actually a very immature voice.

"Hello, is that X?"

"Yes, did you lose a child?"

Feng Shixia nodded again and again, and only after clicking did he realize that he was not a video, and the other party couldn't see him, "I lost my child. He is more than three years old this year. He is wearing the clothes of a little cow. His name is Little Trumpet."

Jiang Fang looked at the child holding his calf, it was a little cow.

"Where are you now? Do you come to me or should I send the child to you?"

"I'm going to find you, you stand still and give me a position."

Jiang Fang sent the location, and then stared at the speaker, "Your family will come to pick you up in a while."

Little Trumpet hugged his leg and didn't seem to understand what he was saying.

Standing in the middle of the road, Jiang Fang felt that the two of them seemed to be in a bad place with people coming and going. He moved to the side step by step, and the small horn seemed to be stuck to his leg.

Jiang Fang moved his legs, "Excuse me, can you let go first?"

Little Trumpet shook his head, "Brother, take me to eat cakes."

Probably really hungry, but there is no place to sell food around, Jiang Fang wants to wait here for the family of the small trumpet, and he can't leave for a while.

He patiently persuaded the child, "Can we eat later?"

Little Trumpet nodded, "I'll eat four in a while."

Boy, this doubles down.

Feng Shixia almost ran over after getting the address, but fortunately, the small speaker didn't leave the business district, and Feng Shixia found them 5 minutes later.

In order to stand out, Jiang Fang stood on the flower bed, and the trumpet still hugged his legs tightly. Many people stopped to watch. Is this a new form of performance?

It was only when Feng Shixia saw the small trumpet that his heart returned to his stomach. He took a deep breath and walked over, "Hello, kid. Are you the son of God X? Where's your father?"

Up to now, Feng Shixia still thinks that God X is a great god who is around 30 or [-] years old.

Jiang Fang looked at him, "I am x."

Feng Shixia looked at the young man in front of him in shock, and the young man stretched out his hand, "You must be rheumatism."

Feng Shixia's world view collapsed again, the big guy he hugged his thigh in the game is actually a child?How embarrassing to say it!

Feng Shixia shook hands with him, Little Trumpet saw a little aggrieved by the acquaintance, he finally let go of Jiang Fang's leg, and tried to beat him back, "You...where have you been?"

"You are not obedient, the baby took a long time to find you!"

After finding his brother, Jiang Fang lost his role as a landmark.He watched helplessly as the child who was still clinging to him just now jumped into his brother's arms in an instant, while he was completely left out in the cold.

Jiang Fang felt a little lost in his heart.

Holding the little meat dumpling in his hands, Feng Shixia was finally at peace.He also came out of the shock brought by God X, "I'm Feng Shixia, you can call me Brother Xiaoxia. What...what's your name?"

"Jiang Fang."

Short and powerful, exactly the same as in the game, he is an out-and-out cool guy.

Feng Shixia didn't have much experience with children. He looked at the little trumpet writhing in his arms, and then at Jiang Fang who was alone. He extended an invitation to Jiang Fang, "I treat you to dinner." Something, thank you for saving Trumpet."

Jiang Fang refused, but he obeyed Feng Shixia's repeated invitation.

They went back to the internet celebrity shop again, and the little trumpet was hugged and fell asleep.

He didn't forget to smack his lips in his sleep, he must have eaten something good in his dream.Feng Shixia gently woke him up and asked him to eat some of the little cake that he was thinking of, the little trumpet pouted in a daze, and the little cow cake should come to his mouth consciously.