Tangyazi...

How should I explain it to you!

Yuanyuan, where are you?

Yang Ruoqing took out a silver needle and pricked it in the middle. After squeezing out a few drops of bright red heart blood, she took a deep breath and her head felt clear for a while. She gathered her strength and strength, and then chased in the direction of the town.

She took a gamble.

Betting on Jun Niang’s greed.

Bet that she is greedy for life and fear death, bet that she does not dare to go to the mountains, bet that she still wants to linger on in this world for a few more years.

She should know that if she really hurts Yuanyuan, she will die!

When Yang Ruoqing chased towards the town, the house was also boiling!

Jiang Xianjun and Zheng Xiaoqin ran to Luo's and Yang Huazhong's homes to bring the bad news.

At that moment, Mrs. Sun fainted.

Wang Cuilian's calves were also trembling and she couldn't stand firmly.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were not much better, but men were men after all. Even though they were anxious and panicked, they still forced themselves to calm down, gathered their people as fast as they could, and everyone split up to look for them.

Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, Chang Gen, Daniu, Wang Liang, Yang Yongqing and the strong men from the village's transport team all came over. They all carried their weapons and torches and went into the village along the river dam to look for it all night.

Blacksmith Luo, Xiaojie's father, Yang Yongzhi, Jiang Da, Jiang Xianjun and others headed towards the town to look for them.

Zheng Xiaoqin carried Lan Lan to Luo's house, and stayed with Wang Cuilian and the Sun family. The men outside were looking for her non-stop and were very anxious.

The women in the family were also in a mess.

Mrs. Sun even gritted her teeth and cursed: "Xianjun Niang is really a big disaster. If I had known, I should have asked the government to chop off her head earlier. The thing that has harmed my heart will not die a good death!"

Sun and Wang Cuilian both burst into tears.

The two of them were worried about Yuanyuan in their hearts, but they held Tuantuan tightly in their hands. If there was any disturbance outside, they would run out to see if Yuanyuan was back.

However, every disturbance has nothing to do with Yuanyuan.

Therefore, they fell into the abyss of disappointment again and again, becoming more and more desperate...

…

While everyone was frantically looking for Jiang Mu Xianjun Niang, an inconspicuous mule cart was driving on a field road in the night.

The driver was an unfamiliar man. It was late at night, and he was wearing a straw hat on his head. The moonlight occasionally peeked out from the clouds. Half of the man's face was hidden in the shadows, and the other half of his face was exposed. There was a scar.

Spreads from the chin to the base of the ears.

He seemed to be chewing a piece of brown candy in his mouth. With the movement of his facial muscles, the centipede-shaped scar began to twist and squirm, making him look particularly ferocious!

"Stop that little bitch's mouth and tell her not to cry. Crying will make me irritable and want to hit someone!"

Suddenly, the man with the scar turned his head and scolded the woman holding the baby on the mule cart behind him.

Because of this scolding, the crying child in the woman's arms seemed to be frightened, and the crying stopped suddenly.

The scarred man breathed a sigh of relief and raised the brim of his hat.

A trace of pride flashed across his gloomy eyes.

I can't get used to this little brat. Look, if you yell, it will stop!

However, the pride on the scarred man's lips did not last for three seconds. Behind him, the child who had stopped crying suddenly suddenly started wailing again at the top of his lungs.

This time, the child's cry was extremely loud and full of confidence, just like the feeling when ten ordinary children were tied together and made to cry together.

"What did you eat to grow up? Why are you crying so loudly?"

The scarred man was so shocked by the cry that he couldn't help but slow down and take a moment to turn his head and take a look.

The woman holding the child on the mule car never made a sound, her arms tightly hugged the child in her arms. The night was too dark, and the child's face was distorted from crying.

The woman lowered her head and looked carefully several times, but could not clearly see the child's features.

She muttered unhappily: "If you cry like this, Yatou Jianzi is just Yatou Jianzi, so you know how to cry!"

When she was done, she heard the man driving the cart scolding her. Mother Jiang raised her head and scolded him fiercely: "He Laoliu, are you done yet? I paid for your mule cart, and you just drive your cart. Try scolding me again, you little brat."

Try? This is my eldest granddaughter, my son’s daughter, you are such a naughty girl!”

When He Laoliu saw Jiang's mother scolding her, his arrogance immediately subsided.

"That's what I say..."

"Go to hell with your mother-in-law's catchphrase. You're like a little bitch every time. Are you addicted to scolding? The one you are special to is a little bitch, and your whole family is a little bitch!"

When Jiang's mother started to scold someone, He Laoliu couldn't resist it, so he could only put on a smile.

Seeing He Laoliu apologizing again and again, Mother Jiang was too lazy to scold him anymore.

Looking at the child who was still crying and struggling in his arms, I became irritable.

"A dead girl has such a bad temper in a movie. It's probably because of that bitch Zheng Xiaoqin!"

"If I hadn't wanted to win your father's heart and let him follow me without any worries, I wouldn't have bothered to put in all the effort to carry you away!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. I'm so ugly from crying. I'm not good-looking to begin with. The more I cry, the uglier I get. I don't look like your dad at all!"

Mother Jiang held the child in her arms horizontally or vertically, patting her back and coaxing her, very impatiently.

No wonder He Laoliu was annoyed, she was very annoyed herself. If it weren't for the fact that the soft flesh in her arms was Xian Jun's flesh and blood, she would have thrown it away completely!

Suddenly, my legs felt hot.

Mother Jiang cursed and swung her legs to get out of the way, but it was too late.

The warm urine dripped all over her legs. Suddenly, a large area of ​​her clothes became wet. It stuck to her thighs and felt extremely uncomfortable. There was also a fishy smell that assaulted her nostrils.

Mother Jiang became even more annoyed and scolded her. At the same time, she slapped the child's crotch impatiently, causing the diaper stuffed under the child's crotch to fall off.

Mother Jiang picked up the diaper and turned the child over on her lap, ready to stuff the diaper back into her.

Suddenly, her hand stopped, and her eyes suddenly opened wide, staring at the child somewhere, as if she had seen a ghost!

"Oh my god, what is this?"

He Laoliu, who was driving the car in front, heard Jiang Mu's exclamation and turned his head to look at her. He was also surprised when he saw her expression as if she had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Mother Jiang said with a loud tongue: "This, this, this...this is not my granddaughter, this, this is a young man with a handle!"

He Laoliu was also shocked by the news. The mule cart stopped directly in the middle of the road. He jumped out of the car and returned to Jiang's mother. He pulled off the diaper and took a look under the moonlight.

I was so shocked that my eyes almost flew out of their sockets!
Chapter completed!