Chapter: 136
Li Mingcheng patted her shoulder: "Xiaodie, you are too nervous, you forgot to count as the public."
After hearing Li Mingcheng's words, Mo Xiaodie tried his best to calm his emotions, and carefully calculated it again, and it turned out that Zizhong was exactly nine children.
She took a deep breath, pretending to be relaxed: "I'm not nervous, at least the child is still alive, and there are some clues. I will find them one by one anyway."
Li Mingyang looked at her, hesitant to say something.
"Big brother, what's the matter? Do you have anything to say?"
Li Mingyang was silent for a long time before finally speaking, "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 premonition in her heart.
"Aunt Mei said that the healthiest child was returned after being sold for a week. When he returned, he was bruised and bruised. He had a weak breath and had a fever. Later, he lost his breath when he cried. They threw him into the grass next to a smelly ditch in Jinghua Town while it was dark."
"You, what are you talking about?" Mo Xiaodie stood up with a pale face, and then fell down with her legs limp.
Jinghua Town, that is 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 with quick eyes and hands: "Xiaodie, you have nothing to do!"
Mo Xiaodie looked at him startledly: "Li Mingcheng, my child is dead." After that, she could no longer hold on to lie down in 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 suddenly pass the breath." Li Mingcheng comforted him optimistically.
Mo Xiaodie whimpered with tears and eyes: "It was the twelfth lunar month. The child was born prematurely, had a fever, had a congenital deficiency, and was abused. In the countryside, in the dark night, there were wild dogs everywhere. .
She knows best what the countryside of Jinghua Town is like in winter.
She was too useless. At the beginning, she could not escape from Ye Lanlan’s house earlier. If she escaped from Ye’s house before giving birth, her child would not be sold, and the baby would not be thrown by them like this. Next to the smelly ditch.
The two brothers Li Mingcheng and Li Mingyang did not speak. They knew very well that all the beliefs that supported Mo Xiaodie's walk down these years were to find her lost child.
It is also very clear that in the end this child is probably no longer alive.
Now, hearing the news that a child might die tragically is indeed an unbearable shock 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 was 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 to the woman and said.
Mo Xiaodie stared at her for a minute, then suddenly rushed up like crazy, punching and kicking at Aunt Mei.
"You killed my child, you damn it. You damn it."
She was in a state of collapse, desperate, just thinking about revenge for her children.
Li Mingyang hurriedly stepped forward and forcibly pulled her out of the room: "Xiaodie, calm down."
Mo Xiaodie sat paralyzed on the floor in the corridor: "Brother, my child is dead, how can you calm me down?" JrNovels.com
After hearing Li Mingcheng's words, Mo Xiaodie tried his best to calm his emotions, and carefully calculated it again, and it turned out that Zizhong was exactly nine children.
She took a deep breath, pretending to be relaxed: "I'm not nervous, at least the child is still alive, and there are some clues. I will find them one by one anyway."
Li Mingyang looked at her, hesitant to say something.
"Big brother, what's the matter? Do you have anything to say?"
Li Mingyang was silent for a long time before finally speaking, "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 premonition in her heart.
"Aunt Mei said that the healthiest child was returned after being sold for a week. When he returned, he was bruised and bruised. He had a weak breath and had a fever. Later, he lost his breath when he cried. They threw him into the grass next to a smelly ditch in Jinghua Town while it was dark."
"You, what are you talking about?" Mo Xiaodie stood up with a pale face, and then fell down with her legs limp.
Jinghua Town, that is 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 with quick eyes and hands: "Xiaodie, you have nothing to do!"
Mo Xiaodie looked at him startledly: "Li Mingcheng, my child is dead." After that, she could no longer hold on to lie down in 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 suddenly pass the breath." Li Mingcheng comforted him optimistically.
Mo Xiaodie whimpered with tears and eyes: "It was the twelfth lunar month. The child was born prematurely, had a fever, had a congenital deficiency, and was abused. In the countryside, in the dark night, there were wild dogs everywhere. .
She knows best what the countryside of Jinghua Town is like in winter.
She was too useless. At the beginning, she could not escape from Ye Lanlan’s house earlier. If she escaped from Ye’s house before giving birth, her child would not be sold, and the baby would not be thrown by them like this. Next to the smelly ditch.
The two brothers Li Mingcheng and Li Mingyang did not speak. They knew very well that all the beliefs that supported Mo Xiaodie's walk down these years were to find her lost child.
It is also very clear that in the end this child is probably no longer alive.
Now, hearing the news that a child might die tragically is indeed an unbearable shock 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 was 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 to the woman and said.
Mo Xiaodie stared at her for a minute, then suddenly rushed up like crazy, punching and kicking at Aunt Mei.
"You killed my child, you damn it. You damn it."
She was in a state of collapse, desperate, just thinking about revenge for her children.
Li Mingyang hurriedly stepped forward and forcibly pulled her out of the room: "Xiaodie, calm down."
Mo Xiaodie sat paralyzed on the floor in the corridor: "Brother, my child is dead, how can you calm me down?" JrNovels.com
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