"Sister, I'm looking for my brother," the little boy quickly raised his hands, "Really, I'm not a thief, I'm not here to steal anything, I'm here to find someone, truly here to find my brother..." But his voice trailed off, getting smaller and smaller because Conghua was about to pounce and bite.
"Conghua, go away," Qin Xiangnuan kicked Conghua's little belly, "Go stay inside the house."
Conghua whimpered and reluctantly went inside the house.
Finally, there was no more barking in the yard.
The little boy also heaved a sigh of relief, even patting his little chest exaggeratedly. That really scared him to death.
Qin Xiangnuan truly felt she recognized the kid; the more she looked at his eyes and eyebrows, the more familiar they seemed. At last, she remembered where she'd seen him before - he looked somewhat similar to Jian Zhiqing, especially the eyebrows - they were identical. She finally dug up such a character from her memory.
"Are you, Tangtang?"
She asked tentatively.