Chapter 1617 Where did the child go? (Second update)
“You’re welcome. Our family has prepared these things today. You’d better take them back to your children to eat. Thank you very much.”
Tuoba Xian said lightly. , turned around and went back to the house, without any intention of greeting Mr. Qian.
Qian was left hanging alone at the door of the yard, a bit asking for boredom.
She stood for a while and looked around, but no one came to greet her.
Gritting his teeth, he decided to bravely enter the house in the front yard.
At this moment, a white figure appeared at the door of the house.
It just stood there, shook the white hair on its body, and then yawned.
"Wolf!"
Qian's hands shook in fright, and the bamboo basket fell to the ground, and all the contents were knocked over and scattered all over the floor.
Zhuiyun turned his head towards Qian, a trace of bloodthirsty anger flashed across his purple pupils.
One glance made Qian take a few steps back in fright. His heels hit the threshold behind him and he fell down on his back.
When Tuoba Xian heard the noise and rushed out of the house, Qian was already sprawled on the ground, her legs were still shaking, but a pool of wet water slowly seeped out from under her body... …
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Qian returned to his home in despair.
Yang Hualin was cooking lunch in the kitchen. Beside the pot, a four-cornered stool fell to the ground, revealing a four-cornered frame in the middle. Fu'er, one year and five months old, was standing in the middle.
One hand is holding on to a wooden post in front of him, the other hand is grabbing a dime and stuffing it into his mouth.
Yang Hualin put a pot on the pot and a pot on the stove. He was having a great time cooking, humming a little tune in his mouth.
Hearing the noise coming from the yard outside the kitchen, Yang Hualin said to Fu'er: "Your mother is back!"
Then, he poked his head outside the kitchen and happened to catch a glimpse. Qian hurried into the yard carrying an empty basket.
Swinging the basket, he turned around and rushed into the house.
Yang Hualin shouted at her, but she ignored him.
"What's wrong with your mother? Fu'er, be good, stand still, daddy will take a look, he will be here soon!"
Yang Hualin told Fu'er and hurriedly Followed to the house opposite.
In the east room, when Yang Hualin came in, he happened to see Mr. Qian rummaging through boxes and cabinets with his bare legs and a white butt as big as a millstone sticking out.
"Fu'er Niang, what are you... doing?" Yang Hualin asked.
Qian was so angry that he took out a pair of trousers that were also patched and put them on his body while saying: "Humph, I listened to you and went to give some money to Girl Qing with good intentions. "
"No one said a word to me or even poured me half a bowl of tea. That Mrs. Xian even sent out a white wolf to scare me..."
Qian Shi Things are said in a more exaggerated manner.
At the end, I squeezed out a few tears and said, "Old Yang's family has five rooms, and now we, the second room, are having the most difficult time."
"Those coins, we dug them out from the gaps between our teeth and gave them to them to try. It's a little bit of our heart!"
"But what about them? How did they do it? Our little heart is just like The two pairs of shoes I bought last time are just like the ones that others couldn’t even look at, and I’m the only one who’s so stupid!” Qian said.
Yang Hualin’s face also looked very ugly.
"This is because the third brother and the third younger brother and sister are not here, otherwise, it would never be like this." Yang Hualin said.
"That Mrs. Xian, I heard she came from the north. I don't know where she came from. She just stayed at Qing'er's house and acted arrogant all day long." He added.
Mr. Qian snorted, "If you are still so well-maintained at that age, you might have an affair with Yan Huaian and Blacksmith Luo."
"Maybe not with your third brother either. Not sure..."
"Shut up!"
Yang Hualin stopped Qian's words.
"My third brother is not that kind of person. Even if you are angry, you are not allowed to use such words to arrange him!" Yang Hualin said.
Qian was stunned for a moment and became even more annoyed.
But seeing Yang Hualin's cold face, Qian didn't dare to stand up. "I won't say it anymore. Anyway, here we are, we just have a hot face against a cold butt."
"Their buttocks are not hot, but our face is still cold, what?" Forget it, I won’t stick to them again!” Qian waved his hand.
"Is the rice ready? I'm starving!" she asked again.
Yang Hualin came back to his senses when he mentioned the meal.
“Oh, the braised pork is still in the pot. It’s terrible, 80% of it will be mushy!”
Yang Hualin ran out.
“You have such a bad memory!”
Qian complained from behind and followed.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the kitchen, I smelled a burning smell.
As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, a ball of hot steam shot up.
Yang Hualin was choked and sneezed hard, and took a closer look.
There was a black mass at the bottom of the pot. After pulling it with a spatula a few times, it looked like coke.
Some of them are even stuck to the bottom of the pot and cannot be pulled off.
"Oh, how could this happen? It's over now, everything is gone!" Yang Hualin looked depressed.
Besides, Mrs. Qian burst into tears and hit Yang Hualin on the shoulder with both fists: "You goddammit, you managed to weigh half a kilogram of pork and it was burnt. You are really useless. !”
Full of guilt, Yang Hualin gritted his teeth and endured Qian’s rain of beatings.
Suddenly, he realized something, pushed Qian away and rushed to the overturned chair.
"Where's Fu'er? Why is Fu'er missing?" Yang Hualin asked.
Qian was also dumbfounded, yes, where did Fu'er go?
The couple didn't bother to shovel the black coal in the pot, and searched like crazy in the kitchen, the yard, and the toilet.
Looking and shouting, I turned the small yard upside down, but I couldn't find Fu'er.
There were farmland all around, and there were no homes. The couple searched all the nearby farmland and ditches.
Still no Fuer.
Yang Hualin's expression changed completely, and Qian also cried anxiously.
"What should we do? Our blessing has been stolen, right? Oh my god, then I won't be able to live anymore!"
Qian was crying, her hair unkempt. Sitting on the roadside, confused and confused.
"Damn it? Who the hell stole my blessing? Your whole family must die a good death, leaving money to buy coffin boards..."
Qian sat on the ground , slapping the ground, crying and cursing.
The noise alerted the villagers working in the fields nearby.
Some people gathered around and asked what was going on.
Qian kept his eyes closed and cursed, and Yang Hualin told everyone how Fuer disappeared.
"Please help me find it, please show kindness!"
Yang Hualin begged.
Although the villagers usually dislike the couple, they were still very enthusiastic about the missing child.
Everyone put down their work and started looking for children for them.
Here, Yang Hualin didn't care about his past life crying and scolding him on the ground, and forced himself to calm down.
Then, he ran decisively towards the entrance of the village, entered the village, and found his father and several brothers and nephews.
(End of this chapter)