Adorable Collection Order: Mr. Lu, Your Nine Sons Shocked the World

Li Mingyang looked at Mo Xiaodie with a look of surprise: "Xiaodie, I just said there are nine children in total, what's wrong with you? Even this one is wrong?"

"Nine? Dudu, Ranran, Momo, two in Yancun, one in rural areas in other provinces, and the two healthiest ones were sold to women who came by car. Isn't that eight?" Mo Xiaodie stretched out her finger , Li Mingyang found that her hands were shaking constantly, and she was very nervous.

Li Mingcheng patted her on the shoulder: "Xiaodie, you are too nervous, you forgot to count the public."

After listening to Li Mingcheng's words, Mo Xiaodie tried her best to calm down her emotions, and after careful calculation, it turned out that Zi Zhong was exactly nine children.

She took a deep breath and pretended to be relaxed: "I'm not nervous, at least the children are still alive and have some clues. I will find them one by one no matter what."

Li Mingyang looked at her and hesitated.

"Brother, what's the matter? 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, 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 it was returned, he was full of scars from abuse, his breath was weak, and he had a fever all the time. Later, he lost his breath while crying. They threw him in the grass next to a stinky ditch in Jinghua Town while it was dark."

"You, what did you say?" Mo Xiaodie stood up with a pale face, and then fell down with her legs weak.

Jinghua Town, where she was born and grew up, her primary school and middle school were all completed in Jinghua Town.

Unexpectedly, her child was actually thrown there.

Li Mingcheng quickly supported her: "Xiaodie, are you alright!"

Mo Xiaodie looked at him dazedly: "Li Mingcheng, my child is dead." After speaking, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell into Li Mingcheng's arms and burst into tears.

"Xiaodie, it's not necessarily! Maybe the child just passed his breath. Many children will cry and cry and suddenly pass the breath." Li Mingcheng comforted him optimistically.

Mo Xiaodie said with tears in her eyes, "It was the twelfth lunar month. The child was born prematurely, had a fever, was born with insufficiency, and was abused. There were wild dogs everywhere in the countryside, in the dark at night, even if it was out of breath..." She dared not think about it any further. .

She knows best what the countryside of Jinghua Town is like in winter.

She was so useless. She didn't 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 in the stinky ditch like this. beside.

Neither Li Mingcheng nor Li Mingyang said a word. They knew very well that all the beliefs that supported Mo Xiaodie over the years was to find her lost child.

It is also clear that in the end the child is likely to be dead.

Now, hearing the news that a child may die tragically is indeed an unbearable blow for her.

After crying for a while, Mo Xiaodie looked up at Li Mingyang: "Brother, can I see Aunt Mei."

Li Mingyang was a little surprised: "What do you want to see her for?"

"I want to see who bought my child and threw it away." She looked a little tired.

Li Mingyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

Five minutes later, Mo Xiaodie was taken to another room. In the corner of the room stood a fat woman in a red suit, who seemed to be 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 rushed up like crazy, punching and kicking Aunt Mei.

"It was you who killed my child, you should be damned. You should be damned."

Her whole body was in a state of collapse, desperate to avenge her own child.

Li Mingyang quickly stepped forward and forcibly pulled her out of the room: "Xiaodie, calm down."

Mo Xiaodie slumped on the floor in the corridor: "Brother, my child is dead, how can you keep me calm?"

Li Mingcheng pulled her up: "Xiaodie, don't forget, there are eight children waiting for you! Dudu, Momo, Zizhong and Ranran, don't you want them all? Don't you want to look for those children? Yet?"

Li Mingcheng's words reminded Mo Xiaodie, who was immersed in pain, and she wiped her tears: "Yes, I can't fall down, 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. You can send someone to look for it, maybe you can find it. Aunt Mei This is all we can provide, and the rest will need to be found slowly."

Mo Xiaodie took the paper and glanced at it, it said, "Wang Jianguo of the fifth group of Yancun."

"Thank you bro, 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.

After 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, eat some first! It's more than a little."

Mo Xiaodie shook her head: "You can eat it, I can't eat it."

Li Mingcheng was helpless, he ate a few bites of bread by himself, then got off the car and went to the roadside to inquire about the location of the five groups of Wang Jianguo.

Soon, the two of them came to the gate of Wang Jianguo, three bungalows. The gate was a common red iron gate in the countryside, and 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 is the child? At first, because they were nine twins, they were born prematurely, and their weight and health were very poor. I didn't know—she didn't dare to think about it.

Li Mingcheng saw her strangeness, patted her on the shoulder, and encouraged her: "Don't be nervous, there is me!"

As he said that, he stepped forward and knocked on the door. For a long time, a woman's voice came from the courtyard: "Who is this at noon!"

After the voice fell, the iron gate was opened.

A woman in her thirties wearing floral cotton pajamas looked at them suspiciously: "Who are you looking for?"

Li Mingcheng quickly smiled: "Is this Wang Jianguo?"

"Yeah, who are you? What are you looking for?" The woman was full of alertness.

Li Mingcheng took out a few boxes of milk and some fruits prepared in advance from the trunk: "Is Brother Wang at home? We came from Yucheng to see Brother Wang on purpose."

"Yucheng? When did he have friends in Yucheng?" The woman looked at them up and down, seeing that they were well-dressed, not like ordinary people, and a little disbelieving.

"Did Brother Wang work on the construction site of Yucheng Central Hospital last year? When I was passing there, I was almost hit by a wrench that a worker accidentally dropped from upstairs. If Brother Wang hadn't been quick-witted, he would have pulled me to the side. I may be dead, no, I finally found the address of Brother Wang's house today, and I came here to thank him."

On the way here, Li Mingcheng had asked his subordinates to thoroughly investigate this Wang Jianguo, and probably had some understanding of his deeds.

The woman suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the one saved by our family Jianguo! I heard him mention it."

The woman relaxed her vigilance, let them into the room, and 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: "Who are you...?" After more than a year, it was only a one-sided relationship at the time. He was a little unsure whether the person in front of him was the one who rescued him on the construction site. the person who passed.

Li Mingcheng went up with a look of surprise and held his hand: "Brother Wang, I could have found you. If it wasn't for you last year, I would have died. I was in a hurry and didn't ask for your contact information. I looked for you. You're so hard to find!"

In the face of Li Mingcheng's enthusiasm, Wang Jianguo couldn't say anything, so he quickly asked his daughter-in-law to pour tea and entertain them.

Mo Xiaodie took the opportunity to look inside the house and looked around in the yard, but only found a few clothes worn by little girls of three or four years old hanging on the ropes, and did not see any daily necessities for boys around seven years old.

She walked over and touched the dress on the rope and asked Wang Jianguo's daughter-in-law, "This little dress is so cute. Is it your daughter's?"

"Yeah, little naughty one. It's summer, and I have to wear several clothes every day!"

"Are you just such a daughter?"

Wang Jianguo's daughter-in-law nodded: "A few years ago, I was in poor health and couldn't conceive a child. I went to hospitals in the country and finally got pregnant with this daughter."

Mo Xiaodie's heart began to sink. What about her son? Aunt Mei said that both of her sons were bought by Wang Jianguo and his wife. Why haven't they seen the children now?