Little Fart Baby Horror

Yesterday afternoon, I was on work when I suddenly received a strange phone call. They first confirmed my name and then told me that my little one was playing at her house. In an instant, the whole person was frightened. Thinking about it, since people took the initiative to call me and tell me that the place where the child stayed would naturally not be a bad person. After quickly telling the other party my home address, and troublesome people to send the child home for me, I thanked him repeatedly and hung up the phone. Immediately called the eldest daughter, she said that I was doing my homework and did not know that my sister had run out. Arrange for her to wait at the door for her sister to return and then send me a message. After that, he called his father again and said that something had gone out. During those few minutes of waiting, the person who stayed up was restless, until he received a message that his sister had been sent home, and his heart settled down. After that, she suddenly sat there with tears flowing, and countless possibilities flashed in her mind, each of which was impossible to accept, and if she had a little accident outside alone, what to do, the more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. This incident left a shadow in my heart. This kind of thing is especially prone to happen when there are many people with children, and you think I'm watching, I think you're watching. At the same time, I feel fortunate that since the little girl learned to speak, she has taught her to remember the names and telephone numbers of her family, in order to prevent her from being separated from her family. Although this time came in handy, it also frightened people not lightly. Looking at the child, I really can't let her leave her sight, especially this kind of three-year-old or so, who is active and runs fast, and a person who turns around may really not be found.