"Little Huzi, go home quickly and find your parents. Don't wander around alone. Tell your parents that human traffickers have entered our village."
Back in the village, Yun Aiguo told Wang Xiaohu and hurried home with Yun Mian in his arms.
Wang Xiaohu couldn't help much, so he had to listen to Yun Aiguo and go home.
"Old man, what's wrong with Mianmian?"
When she saw her husband hurried back with his little granddaughter in his arms, both children were in a mess, and the little granddaughter's right hand was still swollen, Mei Cuiping suddenly became anxious.
Mrs. Chu's heart was also tight, and she hurriedly asked her grandson: "Yu'er, what happened?"
The mistress' eyes turned to the two grandmothers, and he said with a self-blame look on his face: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for saving me, my sister's hand wouldn't be injured. Grandma Yun, you can scold me, it's me
It’s hurting sister Mianmian.”
"Human traffickers entered the village and almost took the two children away."
As Yun Aiguo carried Yun Mian into the house, he told his wife: "Old lady, don't ask so many questions now. Go to the community house next door and call Yongcheng and Lu Feng back."
Upon hearing that the traffickers had entered the village, Mrs. Chu and Mei Cuiping turned pale.
Mei Cuiping agreed to her husband, quickly put down her work and ran out the door.
Within five minutes, Yun Yongcheng, Lu Feng and Chen Ju hurried back.
There was no one in the yard, and a few people went straight to the small room where Yun Mian lived.
Because the punch just now consumed too much spiritual energy, Yun Mian was so tired that she fell asleep. Mrs. Yun Aiguo, Mrs. Chu, and the mistress were both guarding her bed.
Yun Yongcheng crossed the threshold and saw the sleeping person lying on the small bed. His heart felt like he was being pricked by needles. He frowned and asked in a low voice: "Dad, how is Mianmian?"
Yun Aiguo: "My right hand is a bit swollen."
"Uncle Lu, hurry up and drive. I want to take sister Mianmian to the health center in town."
When Lu Feng entered the room, the mistress turned around, grabbed his hand, and spoke to him anxiously and helplessly.
"..."
When the eldest son and his wife passed away in a car accident, the mistress, who was just over seven years old at the time, showed such an expression. Over the years, as he grew older, the mistress became more mature and sophisticated, and sometimes he was calmer than adults.
, Lu Feng felt uncomfortable seeing the mistress like this all of a sudden.
"yes."
Lu Feng went to get the car keys, went out and strode towards the entrance of Xiushui Village.
Yun Yongcheng bent down and picked up the sleeping Yun Mian from the bed, and followed Lu Feng's footsteps with the mistress.
As we approached the entrance of the village, we met Wang Lanhua's aunt and nephew.
Seeing Yun Yongcheng holding Yun Mian in his arms and walking away in a hurry, with an anxious expression on his face, Wang Lanhua gritted his teeth.
It's just a stinky girl that I picked up and treated as a treasure.
Wang Lanhua walked up and stood in front of Yun Yongcheng, glanced at the sleeping Yun Mian, and said softly: "Brother Yongcheng, what's wrong with Mianmian?"
Yun Yongcheng glanced at Wang Lanhua and quickly looked away: "Mianmian is injured. I want to take her to the health center in the town to have a look. Lanhua, please give way first. I will go to you later.
"
"Going to the health center will cost a lot of money."
Wang Lanhua blurted out.
Yun Yongcheng, who had already looked away from her, raised his eyebrows and stared at the smiling woman in front of him again.
Xu Yaqing said that he knows people but not their hearts, and that the good reputation of the Wang family's daughter is just for others to see. He didn't fully believe these words at first.
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