Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9135 Boys?

Tang Yazi...

How should I explain to you!

Yuanyuan, where are you!
Yang Ruoqing took out a silver needle, pierced the middle fiercely, squeezed out a few drops of bright red heart blood, she took a deep breath, her head cleared up for a while, she raised her strength, and then chased towards the town.

She took a gamble.

Bet on Jun Niang's greed.

Bet on her greed for life and fear of death, bet on her not daring to go to the mountains, bet on her wanting to linger in this world for a few more years.

She should be clear that if she really hurt Yuanyuan, she must die!
When Yang Ruoqing chased towards the town, the house was also boiling!

Jiang Xianjun and Zheng Xiaoqin went to Luo's and Yang Huazhong's homes to bring the bad news.

Immediately, Mrs. Sun fainted.

And Wang Cuilian also had trembling calves and couldn't even stand still.

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang were not much better, but men are men after all, even though they were anxious and flustered, they still forced themselves to calm down, gathered their hands quickly, and everyone went to find them separately.

Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, Changgen, Daniu, Wang Liang, Yang Yongqing and the strong men from the village transportation team all came over. The big guys fucked guys and went into the village along the river dam overnight with torches to find them.

Blacksmith Luo, Xiaojie's father Yang Yongzhi, Jiang Da, Jiang Xianjun and the others headed towards the town to find them.

Zheng Xiaoqin carried Lanlan to Luo's house, and stayed with Wang Cuilian and Sun's family. The men who were looking outside were non-stop and anxious.

The women at home were also in a mess.

Da Sun even gritted her teeth and scolded: "Ms. Xianjun is such a disaster, if I knew it earlier, I should have asked the government to cut off her head, and the thing that blackened my heart, I will die!"

Both Sun and Wang Cuilian cried into tears.

The two were worried about Yuanyuan in their hearts, but they tightly guarded Yuanyuan in their hands. If there was a slight disturbance outside, they wanted to run out to see if Yuanyuan had returned.

However, every disturbance has nothing to do with Yuanyuan.

Therefore, they also fell into the abyss of disappointment again and again, becoming desperate little by little...

……

When everyone was frantically looking for Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, an inconspicuous mule cart was driving on the field road in the dark.

The man driving the car was an unfamiliar man. He wore a straw hat on his head at night, and the moonlight occasionally peeked out from the clouds. Half of the man's face was hidden in the shadows, and half of his face was exposed, with a scar from a knife. Spread from chin to ears.

He seemed to be chewing a piece of brown sugar in his mouth, and with the movements of his facial muscles, the centipede-like scar began to twist and squirm, making him look extraordinarily hideous!
"Shut up that little bastard and tell her not to cry, crying makes me feel irritable and want to hit someone!"

Suddenly, the man with the scar turned his head and yelled at the woman holding the baby in the mule cart behind him.

Because of this scolding, the crying child in the woman's arms seemed to be frightened, and the crying stopped abruptly.

The man with the scar heaved a sigh of relief, and raised the brim of his hat.

There was a glint of satisfaction in the gloomy eyes.

Xiaobizi can't get used to it, look, it will stop after a roar!
However, the pride at the corner of the scarred man's mouth did not last for three seconds. Behind him, the child who had stopped crying suddenly opened his throat and began to cry again.

This time, the child's cry was extremely loud and full of confidence, just like the feeling when ten ordinary children were tied together and let them cry together.

"What did you grow up eating? Why are you crying so loudly?"

The man with the scar was shocked by the crying, and couldn't help but slow down and took the time to turn his head to take a look.

The woman holding the child in the mule cart kept silent, with her arms tightly around the child in her arms. The night was too dark, and the child's face was distorted from crying.

The woman lowered her head and looked carefully several times, but she couldn't see the child's eyebrows clearly.

She muttered unhappily: "Crying like this, a girl is a girl, so she knows how to cry!"

Hearing the scolding of the driver when it was over, Jiang's mother raised her head and scolded him viciously: "He Lao Liu, are you finished? My mother paid for the mule cart you hired, so you just drive your cart, and then I will curse you, little bastard!" Try? This is my eldest granddaughter, my son's daughter, you're a mother!"

When He Laoliu saw Mother Jiang scolding, his arrogance immediately subsided a little.

"That's my mantra..."

"Fuck your mother's catchphrase, one bite after another, you are addicted to scolding, aren't you? Your mother is the little ones, and your whole family is all little ones!"

Jiang's mother scolded people, but He Laoliu couldn't resist it, so she could only quickly smile.

Seeing that He Laoliu kept making amends, Jiang's mother didn't bother to scold him anymore.

Looking at the crying and struggling child in his arms, he also became irritable.

"A dead girl with such a temper, it's probably because of Zheng Xiaoqin, that bitch!"

"If I didn't want to win your father's heart and let him follow me without any worries, I wouldn't have bothered to waste so much effort to carry you away!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. You're so ugly when you cry. You don't look good in the first place. The more you cry, the uglier you become. You don't look like your father at all!"

Mother Jiang held the child in her arms horizontally and vertically, patting her back and coaxing her impatiently.

No wonder He Laoliu is annoyed, she herself is very irritable, if it wasn't for the fact that the lump of soft flesh in her arms is Xianjun's flesh and blood, she would have thrown it to the ground long ago!

Suddenly, my legs felt hot.

Mother Jiang cursed a curse word and swung her legs to avoid it, but it was too late.

The warm urine dripped all over her legs. Immediately, the clothes were wet a lot, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to her thighs, and a fishy smell came out of her nostrils.

Mother Jiang got even more annoyed, and immediately cursed away, and at the same time impatiently slapped the child's small buttocks, and the diaper stuffed under the child's crotch fell down with this forceful slap.

Mother Jiang picked up the diaper, and at the same time turned the baby over and laid it flat on her lap, just as she was about to put the diaper back on for her.

Suddenly, her hands stopped, and her eyes suddenly widened, staring at a certain part of the child, as if she had seen a ghost!
"My mother, what is this?"

He Laoliu, who was driving in front, heard Jiang's mother's exclamation, turned his head and glanced, seeing her expression as if he had seen a ghost, he was also surprised.

"What's the matter again?" he asked.

Mother Jiang said with her tongue out, "This, this... this is not my granddaughter, this, this is a big girl with handles!"

He Laoliu was also shocked by the news. The mule cart stopped in the middle of the road. He jumped out of the cart and returned to Mother Jiang's side. He tore off the diaper and stared at the moonlight above his head.

I was so shocked that my eyeballs almost flew out of their sockets!

"Hey, it's really a boy, haha, no wonder the crying is so loud, let me just say, how does a girl have such strength?"

(End of this chapter)