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On the rug, a little boy about two and a half years old sat quietly, building a block house. After placing a few blocks, he would glance at Lin Wan.,He Minmin continued to rant, whispering, "You really take on all the trouble. Since this is a police matter, just give it to the police officers! Why are you trying to do everything yourself Don't you think you're still a child and can even take care of your own kids",After thinking about it, He Minmin felt uneasy. “Let me take care of the child with you,” she said. It’s always better to have two people than one when things get chaotic.。