Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Later, Mr. Hu, who led Asheng into the study, including Asheng, all heard Song Yunuan's heartfelt thoughts.

At this time, Mr. Hu was getting Asheng a book and illustrated magazine.

And asked Asheng to sit on the chair, and he put the little book and the illustrated magazine on the table.

Then, when a thin voice belonging to Xiao Nuan sounded in his mind for no reason, little Asheng grabbed Mr. Hu's hand.

Raising his head and staring at his big black eyes, little Asheng shook his head at Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu felt his head was buzzing.

[…What’s going on? It’s just a group photo. Why does it trigger so many things? 】

[On July 14, 1980, that is, at around 2 o'clock this afternoon, Mr. Hu's eldest son Hu Jinyu took his wife Qu Mingrong, daughter Hu Zhao, and son Hu Zhe in a jeep, preparing to go to the province. Grandpa Hu’s house in the city.

They passed a village that used to be a bandit's den and was later changed into a locust tree village. It is said that there are many large locust trees here, hence the name. 】

[Although the people in this village have become out-and-out farmers, they still retain many bad habits, such as going out to buy them if they don’t have sons at home. The same is true without a wife. 】

[The village chief is also one of their own, and until now no one has discovered the crimes committed by some people in this village. 】

[The most heinous thing was that they raped Mr. Hu’s son Hu Jinyu and a young driver. 】

[They kidnapped Qu Mingrong and his two children into the village. 】

[While resisting, Qu Mingrong was beaten to death by a villager's second son, and his body was thrown into the cliff. 】

[The road closest to Huaishu Village is not a remote mountain road. There are also vehicles passing by, and then someone discovered this tragedy. 】

Song Yunuan frowned tightly and looked a little pale. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be triggered. After all, this has nothing to do with the Song family or even the plot.

At this moment, Song Yunuan stood motionless in front of the group photo, thinking about the plot and puzzled.

Then Mr. Hu and Xiao Asheng in the study were also motionless.

Mr. Hu's hands tightly grasped the corner of the table, and his whole body was trembling.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Song Yunuan's voice was so fast that he even thought he had just heard a hallucination.

He took a few steps outside.

I saw Song Yunuan standing in front of the group photo, and saw Xiao Nuan's tightly closed lips.

She wasn't talking at all.

But it was Xiaonuan's voice.

It's just that the tone of speaking is different from usual.

The sound was very thin, as if it echoed directly in my mind without passing through my ears.

Mr. Hu's face was pale and his lips were trembling.

He wanted to go out of the study, but was held tightly by little Asheng, who shook his head vigorously at him.

Mr. Hu paused.

He couldn't leave at all at this point.

Because the voice just paused and then continued.

[...Mr. Hu quickly got the news. He was happily waiting for his grandson and granddaughter to come home to spend the summer vacation, but he never expected that his son and daughter-in-law were killed and the two children were missing. 】

[Unexpectedly, Grandma Hu passed away without even taking a breath. 】

[The grief-stricken Grandpa Hu didn’t even have time to arrange the funeral arrangements for Grandma Hu, so he rushed to the scene of the incident overnight. 】

[Huaishu Village is one of the villages closest to the incident, and the villagers are also unusually united, especially when facing outsiders. 】

[No matter how you ask, these villagers have honest and uneasy expressions on their faces. They shake their heads and wave their hands, saying they don’t know anything. 】

[However, this place is the closest to the scene of the incident, and it is also one of the suspicions. Waves of people went in to search, but they didn't know that there were extremely winding and complicated tunnels underground in Huaishu Village. 】

[Grandpa Hu never knew that his granddaughter was shut up in a room in the tunnel after being poisoned to mute her voice. He even led people to pass by the disguised big locust tree many times. 】

[But who would have thought that there is an authentic entrance under the big tree. There are tunnel exits and entrances to the village on the cliffs and slopes. 】

[In this way, the best time for rescue was missed, and Grandpa Hu began to search for his grandson and granddaughter across the country. 】

[Three years later, a woman who escaped from this village reported the crime and finally solved the tragedy three years ago. 】

[At this time, Grandpa Hu’s granddaughter had been tortured to death and died next to a small vent. In that vent, she once saw her grandfather walking back and forth, but she was tied with a rope and her throat was mute. She couldn't make a sound and could only watch her grandfather getting farther and farther away from her. . 】

[Grandpa Hu’s grandson was secretly sold to the northwest. He became seriously ill on the way. The buyer thought it was unlucky and threw him into a big river and drowned him alive. 】

[In the same year, one month apart, Mr. Hu learned about the two children. 】

[However, they have been separated forever. 】

[Grandpa Hu could not bear the blow and passed away a month later. 】

[No, no, I must find a way to tell Grandpa Hu that their family is so miserable, just like the old Song family. 】

So Song Yunuan raised her voice and said with a hint of urgency: "Grandpa Hu, come here and tell me, who are the people in this photo?"

Little Asheng immediately let go of his hand.

As long as it doesn't disturb his sister's prediction of the future, he doesn't care.

Anyway, there must be a way to deal with it next.

Because none of this happened.

He wasn't worried about Mr. Hu asking his sister, as his family had done countless experiments.

Neither can communicate directly with my sister.

It was like a big hand was holding my throat, and I couldn't say a word anyway.

Because he had been holding his breath for too long, Mr. Hu suddenly coughed violently, which allowed him to hide his trembling and pale face.

Song Yunuan hurried over, patted his back, and asked, "Grandpa Hu, what's wrong with you?"

When Mr. Hu's cough subsided, Song Yunuan handed him another half glass of water.

Mr. Hu drank it with a gulp.

Today, at two o'clock this afternoon?

But...but his mind was buzzing.

It seemed like countless thunders were ringing out one after another inside.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have collapsed at this time.

He clenched his hands tightly, and then said to Song Yunuan in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, I just choked on my saliva."

Song Yunuan didn't waste any time and continued to ask who was the person in the photo?

Mr. Hu walked out quickly and immediately introduced Song Yunuan one by one.

At this moment, Mr. Hu had some sense of reality.

Moreover, he was getting more and more frightened.

It seems that he has never told Xiao Nuan what the names of his son, daughter-in-law, and two children are.

Also, in the phone call just now, his eldest son did not say that he would bring his daughter-in-law to deliver the two children in person.

He only said that he asked a reliable friend to send the two children over.