Old Mrs. Mao didn't want to say much, so Xu Anan would not be able to care about this matter if he had nothing to do. It would be best if their whereabouts were not known by others.

At noon, Li Xianglan came back, and she looked anxious: "Mom, Yan'er threw the child."

When the old lady Mao heard this, her expression changed drastically: "What's going on? How could she throw her brother? That child was just born, so don't have any trouble."

"Just just now, I came back from Guanyin Temple. Yan'er missed home and sent her back. She was also unintentional. She wanted to hug her younger brother, but her sister-in-law hugged her. The next second I was thrown. The child had nothing to do, but his head was swollen. Yan'er was so scared that she cried."

Old Mrs. Mao’s daughter was married in the village and was very close. Old Mrs. Mao frowned worriedly: “You go and take Yan'er over again, I’ll talk to her.”

Li Chunlan went, and Zhou Yan'er was brought soon. Her eyes were red and she looked at the old lady Mao: "Grandma, Yan'er didn't do it on purpose."

Zhou Yan'er was holding a sewn cloth doll in her hand, which was in the shape of a rabbit, and was stuffed with worn cotton wool. It looked like a bulging one. This was sewn by her biological mother for her.

Old Mrs. Mao patted her head: "Yan'er, you're too young. Will you go play with your brother when you grow up?"

Zhou Yan'er sobbed and replied, then looked at the room where Xu An'an was staying and hesitated: "Grandma, can I go and play with beautiful sister?"

Old Mrs. Mao was going to make lunch, so she said, "Go and call the guests out for lunch."

Zhou Yan'er held the cloth doll and walked to find Xu An'an with her short legs.

Xu Anan likes this little girl very much. She looks very well-behaved and smiles softly, and doesn't look like a country girl.

Cheng Huai was also recovering from his injuries, so Xu Anan put the little girl in. She looked at the bed curtain and whispered: "Sister, are you sleeping?"

Cheng Huai Ye: “…”

He didn't sleep. What made him unhappy was why he was uncle and Xu Anan was sister!

He opened the bed curtain and looked at her with his dark eyes, which scared the little girl, but he didn't dare to cry.

Xu Anan was also frightened: "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Huai also narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhou Yan'er. His voice was deep: "Call me brother!"

Xu Anan: “…”

Zhou Yan'er's eyes were filled with tears: "..."

"hurry up!"

Finally, under the threat of Cheng Huai's eyes, Zhou Yan'er called out brother and ran out crying.

He hummed with satisfaction, and Xu Anan looked at him speechlessly: "Why are you still angry with a child?"

"Do you hear that uncle and sister are worthy?"

Xu Anan looked at his dark face and smiled: "We were seven years apart."

Cheng Huai also said: "...I have to call my brother even if I am ten years apart."

My uncle was too old when he heard this. How could he be so old?

Xu Anan stood up and said, "I'll go and serve you lunch."

She opened the door and went out. Because she didn't see Zhou Yan'er, she asked and found out that she had run home because of fear.

Xu Anan coughed awkwardly, and she was about to speak when a young man walked into the door.

The voice of the middle-aged man was rough: "Mom, I'm back."

Old Mrs. Mao looked happy: "Xu'er is back."

Li Xianglan was also coming after hearing the sound. She wiped the water from her hands and greeted her: "Brother Yuan Xiu, you are back."

This was the first time Xu Anan saw Old Lady Mao’s son. He was a strong dark man with a strong body, but his facial features were very strong. When he saw Xu Anan, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Old Lady Mao: "Mom, who is this?"

Old Mrs. Mao explained: "This is the person your father saved on the roadside."

Save people?

Mao Yuanxiu looked at Xu Anan carefully again, and the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt. He frowned. His parents were kind-hearted, but he still had to be more alert: "I don't know where the girl is? Why did she live in Guyuan Village?"

"Qi Jing, my husband and I accidentally fell off the cliff and fell here." Xu Anan looked at him.

Mao Yuanxiu's dark face was serious: "I see that the girl's face is a little familiar, and I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Xu Anan raised his eyebrows: "Maybe it just looks similar, I'm here in Guyuan Village for the first time."

Mao Yuanxiu stopped talking, but this feeling of resemblance made him become more and more intense, and he had to be more careful.

It was another safe day, and it was the third day when Xu Anan and his two disappeared.

The next day

Mao Yuanxiu went to Huajin City again because he had something hidden in his heart. Old Mrs. Mao was a little worried because her son analyzed it last night and they felt that they had received two troubles.

They all felt that the beautiful jade that they collected for a while was a little hot, which made Mrs. Mao feel absent-minded all day long and didn't even dare to look at Xu An'an.

Xu Anan saw all this. She brought the medicine into the door. Cheng Huai could walk around easily. She looked at his limping legs and asked, "Can you leave?"

He held the medicine bowl and drank the bitter medicine juice in one sip: "It can be moved."

"We may be leaving here." Xu Anan pursed his lips.

Cheng Huai had no reaction: "Go to Huajin City."

Xu Anan nodded, and there was nothing to clean up. The medicine prescribed by the barefoot doctor was not good. She decided to go to the city to take him to see the doctor in the hall.

In the afternoon, Xu Anan's house was pushed away directly. Mao Yuanxiu came in. His eyes looked at Cheng Huaiye's face and his expression changed slightly: "Is this you?"

He raised two portraits, with a wanted order written next to him, which was exactly the appearance of Xu An'an and Cheng Huaiye.

Cheng Huai also looked unpredictable, Cheng Si was moving quite quickly, and even Hua Jincheng had a wanted order.

"You were wanted by the government for stealing, so you hid in Guyuan Village." Mao Yuanxiu had a calm face: "Please leave as soon as possible, we will not report you to you for the time being."

Old Mrs. Mao suddenly realized, no wonder the jade felt so good, it turned out to be stolen? She immediately went to take the jade over and said, "We don't want this jade anymore, you can leave our village quickly."

Xu Anan calmly picked up the small bag and stuffed the portrait into the bag: "I said this jade to give it to you to express our gratitude."

Mao Yuanxiu threw it directly into Xu Anan's arms: "We don't want to steal things, please take them and leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Xu Anan was silent for a moment, took out ten taels of silver and put it on the table: "Thank you for the hospitality these days, and we will remember it in our hearts."

After Xu Anan finished speaking, he put the jade in his arms and helped Cheng Huai leave.

It was not until the two of them were gone that Old Mrs. Mao was relieved. She couldn't tell that such a beautiful person would actually do something thieves.

On the one hand, she was still a little worried: "If the government found out, will our family suffer?"

Mao Yuanxiu sighed deeply: "Mom, we have helped them, no matter who asks, we will bite you to death."

Old Mrs. Mao said she knew and even went to say hello to the neighbors.

As night fell, the village chief of Guyuan Village came with people, and Maoling was also accompanied by.

Old Mrs. Mao saw her daughter who had just given birth and came to her house for only two days, and she cried like tears. She was a little confused: "What's wrong with you?"

Maoling was already crying.

The village chief Guyuan said: "Where are the two strangers?"

Old Mrs. Mao became nervous in an instant: "They have left, don't worry, the village chief will not let the village suffer."

When the village chief Guyuan heard about it, his face turned dark: "How could you let someone go!"

Mao Yuanxiu protected the nervous and helpless old lady Mao behind him. He glanced at him and asked, "What happened to the village chief?"

Village Chief Guyuan's face was heavy: "Yan'er is dead."

At first, Old Mrs. Mao thought she had heard it wrong and said uncertainly: "Who did you say died?"

"Your granddaughter, Zhou Yan'er is dead. I haven't been home for a day. At night, Maoling dragged her weak body and found it in the dirt pit in the mountains."

After Guyuan's village chief said that, Maoling immediately burst into tears: "Where are those two bad guys? If it were my daughter, mom, my daughter was killed by them. Yesterday she ran home crying and didn't ask her, and she was killed today! My poor Yan'er, wuwuwu."

Old Mrs. Mao took a step back weakly. Zhou Yan'er died? The little girl who called her grandmother with a smile yesterday died like this?

Did she call a demon and go home?

He also killed his granddaughter?

"Mom! Where are those two? I want to seek justice for Yan'er!" Maoling grabbed the old lady Mao's arm with both hands and shook her body hard: "Mom, where are those two bad guys!"

Old Mrs. Mao trembled with her lips: "Let's go... I'm leaving, because Xiu'er saw the wanted orders of the two, so she let them go in order not to get into trouble."

Village Chief Guyuan's face changed drastically, is he wanted?

"Where did you meet these two?"

Mr. Mao was almost crying, and he grabbed his hair: "It's just a forest, only ten miles away from the village. I saw that the two of them were seriously injured and rescued them. It shouldn't be that. They lived in the village for the past few days without walking, so why did they go to kill Yan'er? Is there any misunderstandings?"

"Dad! At this time, you have to help the murderer!" Maoling roared with red eyes: "Yan'er is your kissing granddaughter. She was killed and dismembered. Her technique was the same as the previous girls."

As he said that, Maoling seemed to have thought of something and said excitedly to the village chief: "Village Chief, will the several children who died in front of him be killed by them?"

"Little sister! You are crazy. The children who died in front of you probably have nothing to do with them. They have only appeared in the village recently." Mao Yuanxiu frowned, and his mood was also heavy.

Upon hearing this, Maoling looked at Mao Yuanxiu with a miserable smile: "Brother, how can you guarantee that it is not them? How can you know their past? If it is a good person, why would you post a wanted order from the government? If it is a good person, why did you send them away in a hurry?"
Chapter completed!