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 at that time. 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 again.
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 look for those children either.