Li Mingyang looked at Mo Xiaodie with a surprised look on his face: "Xiaodie, I just mentioned nine children in total. What's wrong with you? You can even calculate this wrong?"
"Nine? Dudu, Ranran, Momo, two from Yancun, and one from the countryside in other provinces. The two healthiest ones were sold to the woman who drove up. Aren't these eight?" Mo Xiaodie stretched out her finger.
, Li Mingyang found that her hands were shaking and she was very nervous.
Li Mingcheng patted her shoulder: "Xiaodie, you are too nervous. You forgot to count the people."
After listening to Li Mingcheng's words, Mo Xiaodie tried her best to calm down her emotions and counted again carefully. Sure enough, including Zizhong, there were exactly nine children.
She took a deep breath and pretended to be relaxed: "I'm not nervous. At least the child is still alive and I have some clues. I will find them one by one no matter what."
Li Mingyang looked at her, hesitant to speak.
"Brother, what's wrong? Do you have anything to say?"
Li Mingyang was silent for a long time and finally said: "Xiaodie, I didn't want to tell you originally, but you are the mother of the child and have the right to know."
"What's going on?" Mo Xiaodie had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Aunt Mei said that the healthiest child was returned a week after being sold. When he was returned, he was covered in scars from abuse, his breath was weak, and he had a fever. Later, he cried and ran out of breath.
.They threw him in the grass next to a smelly ditch in Jinghua Town while it was dark."
"You, what did you say?" Mo Xiaodie stood up with a pale face, then her legs became weak and she fell down again.
Jinghua Town is the place where she was born and grew up. She finished her elementary school and middle school in Jinghua Town.
Unexpectedly, her child was actually thrown there.
Li Mingcheng quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands: "Xiaodie, are you okay?"
Mo Xiaodie looked at him blankly: "Li Mingcheng, my child is dead." As she said that, she could no longer hold on and lay in Li Mingcheng's arms and burst into tears.
"Xiaodie, it's not necessarily true! Maybe the child just had a bad breath. Many children will cry and suddenly lose the breath." Li Mingcheng comforted him optimistically.
Mo Xiaodie's eyes were filled with tears: "It was the twelfth lunar month, and the child was born prematurely, had a fever, was born with deficiencies, and was abused. In the wild fields of the countryside, in the dark night, there were wild dogs everywhere. Even if he was saved..." She didn't dare to think about it anymore...
.
She knows best what the winter countryside is like in Jinghua Town.
It was because she was so useless that she had not been able to escape from Ye Lanlan's house earlier. If she had escaped from Ye Lanlan's house before giving birth, her child would not have been sold, and the baby would not have been thrown into the ditch like this.
beside.
Brothers Li Mingcheng and Li Mingyang did not speak. They knew very well that all the beliefs that had supported Mo Xiaodie in these years were to find her lost child.
It is also very clear that in the end this child will probably no longer be alive.
Now, hearing the news that a child may die tragically is indeed an unbearable blow for her.
After crying for a while, Mo Xiaodie raised her head and looked at Li Mingyang: "Brother, can I see Aunt Mei."
Li Mingyang was a little surprised: "Why do you want to see her?"
"I want to see who bought my child and threw it away." She looked a little tired.
Li Mingyang hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
Five minutes later, Mo Xiaodie was taken to another room. In the corner of the room stood a fat woman wearing a bright red suit. She looked about fifty years old.
"She is Aunt Mei!" Li Mingyang pointed at the woman and said.
Mo Xiaodie stared at her for a minute, then suddenly rushed forward like a madman, punching and kicking Aunt Mei.
"You killed my child, you deserve to die. You deserve to die."
She was in a state of collapse, desperate and only wanted to avenge her child.
Li Mingyang quickly stepped forward and forcibly pulled her out of the room: "Xiaodie, calm down."
Mo Xiaodie collapsed on the floor in the corridor: "Brother, my child is dead, how can you tell me to calm down."
Li Mingcheng pulled her up: "Xiaodie, don't forget, there are eight children waiting for you! Don't you want Dudu, Momo, Zi Zhong and Ranran? You won't find those children either.
Yet?"
Li Mingcheng's words reminded Mo Xiaodie, who was immersed in pain, and she wiped her tears: "Yes, I can't fall, other children still need me!"
Li Mingyang returned to the office and took out a piece of paper and handed it to her: "This is the address of the two children who were sold to Yan Village in Qingxi Mountain. Send someone to look for it. Maybe they can find it. Aunt Mei
All we can provide is this address, the rest still need to be found slowly.”
Mo Xiaodie took the paper and took a look at it. It read, "Wang Jianguo, Group 5, Yan Village."
"Thank you, brother, I'll go now." She wiped her tears and turned around decisively.
"I'll go with you." Li Mingcheng quickly chased after him.
Li Mingyang looked at their backs and sighed helplessly.
At around one o'clock in the afternoon, they drove to Yan Village near Qingxi Mountain.
Li Mingcheng took out the bread and milk he bought on the way: "Xiaodie, let's eat some first! This is too much."
Mo Xiaodie shook her head: "You can eat it, I can't eat it."
Li Mingcheng had no choice but to eat a few bites of bread, then got off the car and went to the roadside to inquire about the location of Wang Jianguo, the fifth group.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the gate of Wang Jianguo's three-story house. The gate was a red iron gate common in rural areas. Some vegetables were planted in the open space at the gate.
Standing at the door, Mo Xiaodie's nervous hands kept shaking. Seven years have passed, how are the children? Because they were ninets, they were born prematurely, and their weight and health were very poor. I don't know——,
She didn't dare to think about it.
Li Mingcheng noticed her strangeness, patted her shoulder and encouraged her: "Don't be nervous, I'm here!"
As he said that, he walked up and knocked on the door. A woman's voice came from the yard for a long time: "Who is this at noon?"
After the voice fell, the iron gate was opened.
A woman in her thirties wearing floral cotton silk pajamas looked at them with a puzzled face: "Who are you looking for?"
Li Mingcheng quickly apologized and said, "Is this Wang Jian's country?"
"Yeah, who are you? Why are you looking for him?" The woman was full of guard.
Li Mingcheng took out several boxes of milk and some fruits that he had prepared in advance from the trunk: "Is Brother Wang at home? We came from Yucheng specifically to see Brother Wang."
"Yucheng? Since when did he have friends in Yucheng?" The woman looked them up and down and saw that they were well-dressed and did not look like ordinary people. She was a little disbelieving.
"Didn't Brother Wang work on the construction site of Yucheng Central Hospital last year? I was passing by there and was almost hit by a wrench that a worker accidentally dropped from upstairs. If Brother Wang hadn't been quick and quick, he pulled me to the side.
I might have died. No, I finally found the address of Brother Wang’s home today, and I came here to thank him.”
On the way here, Li Mingcheng had already asked his men to thoroughly check Wang Jianguo, and he probably had some understanding of his deeds.
The woman suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the person our family Jianguo saved! I heard him mention it."
The woman relaxed her vigilance and let them into the house, then woke up Wang Jianguo who was taking a nap.
Wang Jianguo came out of the back room and was stunned when he saw Li Mingcheng: "Are you...?" More than a year later, it was just a casual encounter at the time. He was a little unsure whether the person in front of him was the one he saved at the construction site.
That person who passed by.
Li Mingcheng went up to him with a face of surprise and held his hand: "Brother Wang, I have found you. If it weren't for you last year, I would have died a long time ago. I left in a hurry and didn't ask for your contact information.
It’s so hard for you to find it!”
Faced with Li Mingcheng's enthusiasm, Wang Jianguo couldn't say anything and quickly asked his wife to pour tea and entertain them.
Mo Xiaodie took the opportunity to look around in the house and yard, but she only found a few clothes hung on the rope for a three- or four-year-old girl. She did not see any daily necessities for a seven-year-old boy at all.
She walked over and touched the dress on the rope and asked Wang Jianguo's wife: "This little dress is so cute. Is it your daughter's?"
"Yes, you are a naughty little naughty boy. It's summer and you have to wear several clothes every day!"
"Are you just such a daughter?"
Wang Jianguo's wife nodded: "In the past few years, I was not in good health and could not conceive a child. I went to all the hospitals in the country and finally got pregnant with this daughter."
Mo Xiaodie's heart began to sink. What about her sons? Aunt Mei said that her two sons were bought to Wang Jianguo and his wife. Why haven't they seen the children now?