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"what?"

"My goodness."

Both An Xiaoqi and An Xiaojiu couldn't believe the scene they saw.

Rong Jing carefully placed the **** her back on the cymbal, and said with a heavy expression: "My uncle has already invited Li Langzhong. I'm afraid An An will scare him, so let An An and Xiao Hu go back first."

Look now, these two boys should have gone to the Li family.

"What the **** is going on?" An Xiaojiu asked.

"I don't know, I'm ..."

"I'm coming."

As soon as Rong Jing opened his head, the voice of Uncle Rong came from the door.

Uncle Rong followed Li Langzhong and Uncle Li's family behind him.

An Xiaojiu couldn't help asking anything, and quickly let Li Langzhong see how the people were.

During this period, no one dared to speak, for fear of saying a word, he would disturb Lang Zhong.

Both children covered their mouths and opened their eyes.

In the eyes, innocent and scared.

Rong Jing embraced Rong An into his arms, silently comforting.

Smell the familiar taste, see the familiar person, the fear in Rong An's eyes faded away.

Some of Li Lang was embarrassed.

"Is there anything embarrassing about Li Langzhong?" An Xiaoqi sharpened his eyes and saw Li Langzhong's face change, and he asked immediately.

Li Langzhong sighed, "Now the child is in a state of suspended animation, I must give her a silver needle to save it ..."

"Just then." An Xiaojiu said anxiously.

What's so embarrassing and hesitant?

Human life is off the sky. What can be more important than human life?

An Xiaoqi glanced at An Xiaojiu, and for the first time sternly yelled: "Little nine!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything else in Li Lang, but I was anxious ..." An Xiaojiu apologized.

Li Langzhong was not a stingy person, he waved his hand to signal that he was fine, and continued: "It's just that the needle needs to be removed from the child's upper body, or is it positive ..."

Even if the child was covered with mud, Li Lang's eyes were not blind, so he could see that he was a little girl.

Although it looks like a teenager, but ...

There is an old saying that men and women are different at the age of seven.

Although it's not so particular in the countryside, it's a bit of a loss of clothing ...

Even if he was old enough to be the father of this little girl, it was more than enough, Li Langzhong didn't dare to be so easy.

Gossip is enough to kill.

"Of course it is important to save lives." An Xiaojiu said without thinking, "If life is gone, what use is it to leave a reputation?"

There is no Cheng Zhuxue, and the reputation of women is not so harsh.

During the Ming dynasty where Cheng Zhuxue prevailed, the girl had to hang herself to hang herself in order to be completely innocent.

According to An Xiaojiu, the person who came up with such a concept had either a disease in his heart or a pit in his mind.

Otherwise, it will be abnormal.

"Will you ask Siyi?" An Xiaoqi was hesitant.

With regard to the unreasonable posture of Webster and Uncle An, even if they are trying to save Yun Niang, they are likely to get into a show.

Hearing that, Aunt Sun also supported, "Yes, just as Xiao Qi said, hurry up and ask the seniors. Or else ..."

I didn't finish the words, but everyone knew the meaning.

None of the people present had a good opinion of those who lived there, and naturally no one disputed it.

"It's been a long time to come and go." An Xiaojiu still didn't agree.

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"No need to find her mother." Rong Jing, who had been silent, suddenly made a noise.

This surprised everyone.

Uncle Rong was also surprised, and asked, "Xiao Jing, why do you say that?"

"I'm the little girl I found on the mountain, and it's ..." Rong Jing seemed unable to speak any more.

Needless to say, everyone knows that it will not be a good situation.

Suddenly, Rong An opened her pair of very bright eyes and whispered: "Uncle and I went to the mountain, and when I saw this younger sister, the younger sister was buried."

"Buried?" An Xiaojiu stood up arrogantly, raising his voice more than eight degrees.

Originally, An Xiaojiu thought that it was Yunniang who fell to the mountain by herself or what happened. What happened was rescued by Rong Jing who went up the mountain.

Now it looks ...

It doesn't seem to be the case.

Everyone seemed to be pressed with the pause button and opened their mouths, but didn't know what to say.

An Xiaojiu asked, "Why was it buried?"

"Earth, in a pit. Uncle and I just heard someone talking over there before they went to see it. In the past, I only saw someone going down the mountain. I didn't see who it was, but I saw the young lady's hand It was uncovered, it came out, it was scary. "

The shadow of the daughter-in-law, the yellow and black land, the waxy yellow hand, only the wrists are exposed on the ground ...

Xiao Rong'an was frightened on the spot.

Fortunately, Rong'an is not particularly timid, otherwise Rong Jing will not take Rong'an to the mountain for a long time.

Who knew it would happen.

"It's not an accident. Someone wants this little girl to die." Rong Jing stunned Hunchun, her voice extremely low.

Rong An's eyes are not good, and people are too short to see clearly.

But he had joined the army and was accustomed to night vision. So even if the light is so dim, Rong Jing can see clearly, the people going down the mountain are--

Old Fourth!

"It's the fourth senior." Rong Jing spit out the last one.

This is indeed enough, and An Xiaojiu and An Xiaoqi were shocked.

Next, there is no doubt.

The man went out except Li Langzhong, even two children.

When An Xiaoqi and An Xiaojiu unbuttoned An Yunniang's clothes, the whole person was shocked again.

The small body left thinly, with clear ribs under the chest.

But the most shocking thing is the traces of An Yunniang.

Blue and purple, there are traces of sticks, and ... traces of love.

"Asshole!" An Xiaojiu was so angry that the whole person was shaking, tears could not help falling, and hit An Yunniang's unconscious face.

An Xiaoqi even sat directly on the cymbal, remembering the experience of being sold to the flower house ...

"This ..." Aunt Sun and Qing Niang also red eyes at the same time.

They had all been mothers and had daughters, and saw An Yunniang be taken ... How could it not be sad?

This is still just a ten-year-old child.

Li Langzhong's face was iron-blue, but the hand under the needle was exceptionally stable.

Soon, An Yunniang's little **** gradually undulated.

"Li Langzhong, Yunniang ..." An Xiaojiu kept talking and didn't know how to ask.

Li Langzhong, "Relax, it doesn't matter much. As long as you keep it up, it will be the same as the one who is fine after one month."

"What I want to ask is ..." An Xiaojiu found it particularly difficult.

Li Langzhong suddenly said, "Before that, An Jiasheng dragged me to see his son."

"What disease?"

An Xiaojiu felt sensitively that there must be any connection between the two!