Author: Miss Apple

Riding on my little motorcycle ~

It will never be traffic jam ~

The adaptation king plus the off-tune king Jiang Ningning hummed all the way and headed straight to Qinghe Village.

[Hahahaha, the anchor is so happy!]

[Can you be unhappy? I'll send another one in soon!]

When we are about to reach the entrance of the village—

"Miss! Funeral Miss!"

Suddenly a crisp and sweet sound came over.

Jiang Ningning turned his head in the voice and saw Zhao Manman squatting under a big locust tree, with her smiling eyes waving to her, and she floated up with excitement, and her head almost poked on the branch.

There was no formation this time, and the water friends in the live broadcast room could neither see her nor hear her.

However, for safety reasons, Jiang Ningning still temporarily dismissed, "I'll go and make it convenient for one, treasures, wait for me to come back!"

【…】

[You really don't treat us as outsiders, you say everything.]

【Then I can only say, are you going?】

【Hahahahahaha】

Jiang Ningning turned a corner and drove the motorcycle over, "Why are you here at noon? You are not afraid of getting rid of the sun and losing your mind again?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Jiang Ningning asked Zhao Manman without any hesitation.

Zhao Manman pouted, "My funeral sister, I can always lose my brain."

"It's okay to change your name, my funeral sister, am I not my last name or no name?"

Zhao Manman immediately grinned, "Okay, Sister Jiang Funeral, my child is lost!"

Jiang Ningning:...

Let's throw your brain together.

"You are only fifteen, where do you come from? Don't talk nonsense at every kid? Don't you want to take the exam? I'll burn you a set of five or three?" A few minutes before twelve o'clock, Jiang Ningning simply took off her helmet and joked with Zhao Manman.

Zhao Manman stamped his feet with a serious and anxious look on his face, "I really lost my child, why are you lying to?"

Jiang Ningning raised her eyebrows, "Then tell me."

"Just Sanniangniang Mountain, you know, the particularly spiritual Guanyin Temple for Praying for Children is there."

Of course, Jiang Ningning knew that there was a Guanyin Temple on Sanniangniang Mountain, where pilgrims go there every year to pray for children.

Jiang Ningning did not interrupt her.

"Isn't this the annual Sanniangniang Mountain Temple Fair coming soon? At this time of year, Sanniangniang will give birth to children, but when preparing for the temple fair this year, I found that the statue of Guanyin worshipped for children was missing!"

"The police have already called the police in the Guanyin Temple, but the police have not yet found the statue of Guanyin giving birth to the child. If it cannot be found before the temple fair, there will be no way to give birth to the child this year!"

"What if I'm going to be reincarnated this year? Isn't this the child lost! I'm almost anxious to death."

"Sister, can you find it?"

Jiang Ningning really couldn't bear it, but she had to tell the truth: "I can't count this kind of thing."

"Ah?" Zhao Manman suddenly became listless, and then squatted on the ground and poked the ground with a tree stick. "What should I do?"

Jiang Ningning really didn't do anything about this, but...

"In this way, I have something to do now. When I finish getting done, come and pick you up, or you can find a way to go back to my store to wait for me first. I'll see if I can find a ghost for you to ask about it in the evening."

Zhao Manman, who was still listless just now, suddenly had a small look on his eyes, and he smiled so hard that he jumped up invisibly, "Okay, thank you Sister Jiang, I'll wait for you in the store."

I immediately changed from Sister Jiang Funeral to Sister Jiang~

It was about to twelve o'clock, and Jiang Ningning rode a motorcycle into the village.

The live broadcast room is reopened.

"Baby boys, I'm back!"

[You are going to go to the scattered world, for so long!]

[Peeling and defecating anywhere! Dog head.]

【There is a picture...】

[Hurry it, hurry up, don’t talk nonsense, go to collect debts, I will wait all morning to see you send him into oranges!]

Wang Shoucai's family.

"Shoucai, please, please let the child go. They are only fourteen or five years old!"

Wang Shoucai's wife Song Guihua knelt on the ground and hugged Wang Shoucai's calves, crying heart-wrenchingly.

A person came to the yard and said that Jiaojiao, who Wang Shoucai had sold before, ran away and forced Wang Shoucai to either find the person or return the money, but before repaying the money and finding the person, he would send two of them to him as mortgage.

Wang Shoucai wants to send his third and fourth daughters to the mortgage.

Song Guihua felt sorry for her daughter, so she hugged Wang Shoucai's legs tightly and begged him, and her forehead was covered in blood and blood.

Wang Shoucai made her cry so upset that she kicked her over, "Damn, it's all your crying, I'm so lucky that I don't have money, otherwise I'll sell those who lose money? Do you have the nerve to beg me? You're all for you to guard against! It took you ten years to give birth to a son, the star of the Death Gate!"

With a roar, Wang Shoucai bent down and picked up the rope on the ground and went to the house to tie the third and fourth brothers.

Song Guihua rolled over and rushed over to stop him, "I beg you, otherwise you should sell me, let the children go, they are all your own daughters, keep the money!"

"Sister, if you sell you, the customers in our store can't bear it!" The man who chased Wang Shoucai for money came in from the yard with a slight smile, and walked into the house to help Wang Shoucai tie people up, while ridiculing him.

Wang Shoucai simply handed the rope to him, "Go tie it up, I'll put this woman in the small house and lock it up. Damn it, it made my head hurt!"

After saying that, Wang Shoucai pulled Song Guihua's hair and dragged her out.

Song Guihua dared not resist, but just cried loudly.

Bang.

After locking the person in the small room, Wang Shoucai turned around and entered the main house.

Song Guihua was thinking about her child, but she couldn't sit still and wait for death. She picked up a wooden stick in the small room, smashed the window, and crawled out.

Even if you can't save the child, you will always meet for the last time.

Wang Shoucai was injured when she jumped down. When she didn't stand firm, she staggered towards the front door, just pushing the door open.

As soon as Jiang Ningning arrived at the door, she was about to knock on the door when the door suddenly opened.

【Damn!】

【I was scared to death, who is this grandma?】

【A death broke out inside? Why is this grandma bleeding? Her eyes were swollen when she cried? Is this escaped?】

[Wang Shoucai doesn't have domestic violence, does he?]

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Ningning was shocked by the barrage, and hurriedly said, "Grandma, is this Wang Shoucai's house?"

Song Guihua:...?

Grandma?

Stumbling and holding the door frame, Song Guihua said to Jiang Ningning: "I am Wang Shoucai's wife, who are you?"

【???

【Wife?】

[Wang Shoucai is only about forty this year, and his wife is over sixty years old? What a heavy taste?]

Jiang Ningning realized that she had made a mistake and quickly changed her words, "Sister, I have something to do with Wang Shoucai..."

Before Jiang Ningning could finish his words, a heart-wrenching cry suddenly came from the yard.

"mom!"

"Mom, save me!"

Then, a young girl of eight or nine years old stumbled and ran over with her hair, "Mom, dad wants to get her sister into the traffic, save her sister!"
Chapter completed!