It wasn't until she was about to walk towards the kidnapper's lair that Mrs. Zhao noticed this man who looked like a scholar, followed by several servants and more than a dozen tall servants. Then Mrs. Zhao asked Qi Peng: "Qi Peng"
Is this young master the father of Young Master Li?"
"Grandma Yun, you are really sharp-eyed. You guessed right away that this is me, Uncle Li Shi."
"Hasn't Young Master Li been found? This..."
"This old lady, my Excellency Mr. Li, I heard that there are a lot of human traffickers and a lot of abducted children. There are many servants at home who can help. What's more, these kidnappers also kidnapped my son.
If I don't go up and beat him up, it won't relieve my anger." Li Haomin said with an upright expression.
After hearing what Young Master Li's father said, Mrs. Zhao was very interested in Mrs. Zhao and said, "You are a good father. Just because of your temper, I approve of you."
Qi Peng: "." Fortunately you don't know the true identity of my uncle, otherwise you probably wouldn't be able to say this.
Bai Mo: "." Grandma Yun is just different from other old ladies in the village. I admire these words!
At the same time, Mrs. Zhao was a little confused: "Didn't Qi Peng say that Young Master Li's father is strict with him, which is not good? He is not the kind of person who sticks to the rules? Is there any misunderstanding?"
Qi Peng: "..." There is no misunderstanding, it's just that Li Shishu is better at pretending in front of Brother Ting.
"Okay, in that case, let's go and rescue the abducted children together." Mrs. Zhao led a group of people towards the traffickers' lair in a very elegant manner.
When a group of people arrived, they found that the gate of the courtyard was open. After Mrs. Zhao led the people in, she found many official officials. The group of traffickers had been tied up and thrown in the middle of the courtyard. They were still unconscious, and their noses and faces were swollen.
Mrs. Zhao looked at Yun Xi who was next to Li Wanrou, and gave a thumbs up in her heart. He is indeed a cub of her old Yun family, and he has the style of her old Yun family.
When Yun Xi was looked at by her grandma, she felt a little guilty. She straightened her face, and the expression on her face clearly said, "I don't know anything, it's none of my business."
Mrs. Zhao turned around and looked away from Yun Xi. She was worrying about how to help her granddaughter pass the blame. Then she saw Yun Dong, a gang official standing beside her. Her eyes lit up and she had an idea. This was someone who was not "taking the blame"!
He immediately stepped forward and said enthusiastically: "Oh, sir, it was you who saved my third grandson? You also arrested these traffickers? You are really capable and good people. I thank you, thank you and your whole family,
Thank you to the elders in your family for training you good officials who will eliminate harm for the people."
Mrs. Zhao didn't care whether she recognized him or not. She opened her mouth as if she were singing a opera, and expressed her gratitude to the officials who were counting the number of people and the stolen money.
Zhang Liang, who was looking at the account book, was confused and thought to himself: "Who is this old lady who seems to be singing a big show? How come she is so enthusiastic?"
"Also, what do you mean by thanking my whole family? This sounds a bit awkward."
Before Zhang Liang could ask, Yundong on the side ran over as if seeing his relatives, looked at his grandma and parents with tears in his eyes, and said: "Nai, you almost didn't get to see me.
I am a precious little grandson. Fortunately, I was clever and escaped from the traffickers. I also found the official and rescued these children."
Yun Dong looked like he was crying, but when he talked about how he escaped from the traffickers' lair by relying on his intelligence and found an official to rescue these children, he looked proud, with "Praise me, praise me" clearly written on his face.
After a few big words, Mrs. Zhao quickly praised Yundong.
Yundong was so satisfied that he was elated by Mrs. Zhao's praise.
Mrs. Zhao didn't care what Yundong was feeling at the moment. She had to take the blame for her granddaughter's bad deeds. Before these officials could react, she took advantage of it and continued to say to the confused officials: "Master Cha,
These children were rescued by you. You are really the living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. I originally wanted to save these children, but I was strong-willed but not strong enough. It’s great that you caught all these kidnappers. You are such a good person.
Ah~"
Mrs. Zhao looked excited and flattered Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang was about to say that they had kidnapped the trafficker. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone he was very familiar with. He swallowed the words he had spoken.
, with a straight look on his face, he said: "Madam, what you said is serious. Catching kidnappers is what we should do in the first place, and we don't deserve your compliment."
Zhang Liang originally didn't want to admit it, but who made him take a quick glance and see their county magistrate? If the county magistrate knew that they were not the ones who caught these kidnappers, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the county?
Does the Grand Master think they are incompetent? Zhang Liang swallowed the words that came to his lips, and instead cooperated with Mrs. Zhao's words.
Yun Dong and a group of officers behind him looked confused: "Why did their boss (this officer) deceive people? It was obviously not the person they arrested?" However, the officers did not say anything, and their boss took whatever he said.
Yundong didn't say anything. He wanted to say something, but his hand was tightly covering his mouth. What else did he not understand? Suddenly he remembered that when he left, Sister Da Ya and Er Ya
I was still in the woodshed with that young master Li. When I thought about the woodshed where they were locked up, he was fine when he escaped, but when he came back, there was an extra "door" on the wall and what else?
For those who don’t understand, it must have been his sister.
When they thought that he was coming with his official servants, there were suddenly multiple carriages at the door, and they walked forward cautiously. However, when they all entered the yard, they found that the kidnappers were all tied up, and all of them had bruises on their noses and faces.
Except for the horse in front of the carriage at the door, which was not tied up, everyone in the yard who was alive and breathing was tied up, well, except for the group of abducted children.
Yundong felt that only his "fairy" reincarnated sister could do such a thing. And seeing how he kept blaming Guan Cha, what else could he not understand?
Mrs. Zhao is singing a big show here, and everyone in the Yun family behind her is confused. What is going on with his wife (his mother, his mother)? Why is he so enthusiastic about the official?
However, everyone in the Yun family has one advantage. I don’t know why Mrs. Zhao is like this, but she will never step forward to cause trouble. Instead, after everyone came to their senses, they immediately surrounded the group of official officials and thanked them with tears of gratitude.
I have to thank all the eighteen generations of my ancestors before the whole thing is done.
Yunbei didn't come forward. He didn't talk much, but he was smart. He noticed something was wrong as soon as he entered the yard. He looked at his guilty sister and then looked at the performance of her breasts. Yunbei still didn't understand.
Her grandmother and sister must have kidnapped these kidnappers after his father left. His grandmother must be blaming his sister now.
Mrs. Zhao was very satisfied with the performance of her old man, son, daughter-in-law, and eldest grandson. They were worthy of being members of her family. Their ability to cooperate was really impressive. Even without telling them what was going on, they could still cooperate very well.
She is, good, good.
Please recommend me, please give me a monthly ticket, give me some support, it’s so pitiful, I’m going to worry about my children.
