Qin Zhen stood by the edge of the pit, and she looked up at the small blue quilt in the pit.

There was a lot of soil covered on it, and the children inside couldn't see it. They should have been covered when they were overturned.

Xiao Fengqi tightened his hand on Qin Zhen’s waist. It was the most instinctive movement from the body.

Qin Zhen was not moving, and the surroundings were silent.

No one dares to speak.

Qin Zhen looked at the blue bag in the pit and was stunned. She didn't move or speak, but tears seemed to be uncontrollable, falling one after another.

The flowers on the blue quilt were light white, with a little pink stamen in the middle and a satin fabric. She was so familiar with it. This was made by Guli for Xiaomo.

Because it was summer and the weather was hot, the small silk fabric was very comfortable for children to use. She remembered that Xiao Mo had been using this blue brocade quilt these days.

"Zhen'er, I'll go down and take a look."

Next to it, Xiao Fengqi's voice sounded hoarse.

A cold person like him, his heart was filled with fear.

Seeing Qin Zhen reacting like this, Gu Li's crying behind him was sobbing, and his heart was getting deeper and he was unwilling to believe that the child in the pit was his son.

"I'll go down and see."

However, Qin Zhen stopped him and then jumped out of the pit.

She trembled and turned Xiao Lanjin around, and finally saw clearly the child's appearance...

But it has become beyond recognition...

It was too hot, and the child had been missing for several days, buried underground, his flesh had rotted and he couldn't see clearly what he originally looked like.

Qin Zhen did not bother with the dirty and the smell of the little blue brocade quilt. She trembled and carefully untied the quilt and saw the small silver bracelet on the child's wrist.

Dingdang, Dingdang.

There are several bells hanging on each small silver bracelet, and they ring with jingles as soon as they touch it.

This was brought to Xiao Mo by herself.

The child's appearance is hard to see clearly, and his skin is also ulcerated, but the little bracelet and the little brocade quilt prove that the child is Xiao Mo, and the child she has been looking for for so many days.

This child buried in the pit is her little Mo.

Xiao Mo, he is dead.

He was killed.

However, the eight-month-old child has only been in this world for eight months.

Qin Zhen hugged the child tightly in his arms, and whimpered, which was extremely painful and sad.

The whole person was trembling, and the grief in his eyes was overflowing layer by layer.

Everyone knew that this was Qin Zhen’s child, and he was dead.

Qin Zhen didn't say a word. She seemed to have not accepted this fact yet. She held the child in her arms, her eyes were crying, but the corners of her mouth were laughing. She choked up, "Xiao Mo, my mother has found you. Is it okay for me to take you home? Is it okay for me to take you home?"

After this sentence was finished, everyone could no longer bear it, and they burst into tears and were heartbroken.

It was so sad that everyone looked red.

This child is so rotten that it means that he was killed as soon as he entered Yunzang's hand.

"Yunzang, you bastard, you killed Xiao Mo, you actually killed Xiao Mo, you bastard!"
Chapter completed!