Qing Qing Escapes I
“Which Xiaoning is Xiaoning, can Qingqing write it down?”
Nian Gao scratched his head, looking confused.
The three and half-year-old child’s knowledge vocabulary is obviously insufficient. In addition, Qingqing’s voice is milky and milky. Some words are not pronounced very accurately, so everyone does not understand it.
“It’s just the little one, the little one, Ning… Ning I can’t write, I know that this is called Ning.”
Qingqing’s ability to recognize characters is due to the early education teachers invited by her parents, but it only ends there.
She only knows how to write, and can’t recognize words that are too complicated.
“Then what to do?”
The children looked at each other at a loss. In the end, Nian Gao was more witty and came up with an alternative: “We can write pinyin.”
He tore a piece of cardboard, wiped the dust on it with his sleeves, tore off a small piece, and then randomly picked a piece of broken red brick from the ground, and wrote on the cardboard.
‘Ning (second tone)? , No. 338. ’
The orange-red masonry powder clearly appeared on the cardboard with the vigorous engraving of Nian Gao.
Time was running out. After he finished writing, he quickly asked other friends who could write to help, and made dozens of cardboards with the same address according to the model.
Strive to bring one with every child.
Especially for those who are too young and not very sensible like Qingqing, you must bring one with you and recite a sentence.
“If you see an adult after you ran out, just hold this up and tell them:’There are traffickers here,’ you know?”
Nian Gao said with a serious face holding the cardboard.
“Alright, I got it.”
Qingqing and the other little ones firmly grasped the cardboard in their palms, followed by tightening their small faces and nodding vigorously.
“Well, everyone eat now, wait a while, when the traffickers are all asleep, we will run away together.”
At dinner, they secretly left half of the food given by the traffickers, just to fill their stomachs now.
Qing Qing holds the most food in her hands.
Not only does she have few snacks, but also because the traffickers saw that she had been in a coma and worried that she was too young and could not survive her health, so they specially gave an extra bag of bread.
This is enough to make Qing Qing eat very full.
Others only have a small bottle of water and half a loaf of bread.
Qingqing sat down next to Nian Gao, took out the bag of bread that was still intact, and tore it in half and gave it to him, “Brother Nian Gao, I’ll share with you.”
“Qing Qing eat, I’m not hungry.”
Nian Gao swallowed while watching the bread, but still rejected her.
“Look, I have it too.” He shook his stock of food pretendingly.
Qingqing raised her eyes, and then pouted dissatisfiedly: “You are a liar, just this little thing, even Qingqing can’t eat enough.”
The piece of bread in Nian Gao hand only has about a bite left, and it is not enough to stuff the gap between the teeth. How can it be filled?
She toughly stuffed the larger half of the bread into Nian Gao’s hand.
Qingqing learned how her younger brother was when he was training her, and said fiercely: “Hurry up and eat, children will not grow taller if they skip meals!”
Nian Gao was stunned, and then he raised the bread blankly and took a bite.
Sister Qingqing is so cute.
She didn’t know that the little appearance of her milky face could not intimidate people at all. Seeing that Nian Gao was finally willing to eat, Qing Qing thought how prestigious she was.
She couldn’t help but smile proudly with her head upright, and felt that everyone’s eyes were full of admiration and looking up.
It was almost remained for people to kneel down and shout three times: “Long live the king.”
But the next moment, the grumbling stomach immediately broke the illusion and pulled her back to reality.
Feeling embarrassed, Qing Qing blushed and quickly lowered her head to gnaw the remaining half of the bread.
Pretend that nothing happened.
What does the shameful Qingqing have to do with the Qingqing now?
It is estimated that the time is about one or two in the morning.
The night was deep, and the whole world fell into a peaceful sleep.
Everyone was asleep, and only two traffickers who watched the night were still making rounds.
The child peeking in the crack of the door turned anxiously, and asked Nian Gao in a low voice, “What to do? They are still at the door.”
“Don’t worry.” Nian Gao gave others a calm look, and then signaled everyone to follow.
“We cannot pass through the gate, but we can get out from here.”
He raised his hand and pointed upwards, and everyone looked up. It was a window.
The dilapidated windows have long gone without glasses, and only a few solitary anti-theft pillars are left, and the cold wind pours in, making people feel chilly.
“So high, how do we get up?”
The height of this window is more than 1.5 meters above the ground, which is just the right height for adults, and for children whose average altitude does not exceed one meter, it is like a moat.
But children also have their advantages.
As long as they can climb up, the anti-theft pillar that is too narrow for adults is useless to them.
“We can use the board to step up our feet.” Qingqing pointed to her feet
The cardboard pile that she had just slept on.
No one thought that the first solution was brought by the shortest Qing Qing in the audience.
But you have to say that this proposal is really good.
All the children acted immediately.
The cardboard is moved, and the cardboard is stacked cardboard by cardboard.
Soon, all the cardboards in the factory were moved and placed under the windows, and the distance of 1.5 meters was shortened by about 20 centimeters.
No way, it’s an abandoned factory building, it’s pretty good to have these cardboards, and there will be no more.
T/N: 1045 words
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