"Girl, this spinach is very fresh, have so."
Fang Xiaohui suddenly looked up.
She saw the face of Brother Yong in the weak light, under the face of an elderly woman wearing a headscarf and hunched over.
Fang Xiaohui almost scread.
Brother Yong gave her a look, "Girl, this spinach is really fresh, fifty cents a bunch, not expensive at all."
Pitifully, he handed a bunch of spinach to Fang Xiaohui.
Fang Xiaohui pretended to be impatient and picked through it.
"This isn’t fresh at all. These are the leftovers from this morning, all wilted and limp, and you’re still selling it for fifty cents a bunch."
She lowered her voice, "What’s going on? Why are you dressed like this, and there’s a man following over there?"
Fang Xiaohui sensed trouble.
"Girl, these are grown by us country folk ourselves. They’re really not expensive, they’re all good stuff."
He whispered, "The situation has been exposed, the police are looking for everywhere, and there’s a fifty thousand reward for my arrest. None of them have seen you, they just know there’s a woman, but to find out who this woman is, I doubt the police have such ability.
Only I know."
In Fang Xiaohui’s eyes, a cold glint appeared; Brother Yong knew full well that the woman in front of him had no affection for him. They were rely using each other.
"Girl, pity an old lady like , buy a bunch."
"Don’t think you can use , you know what kind of person I am. I wouldn’t co looking for you without a backup plan?"
This woman is cold-hearted.
She probably wants him dead right now.
"Since you know, you still co to find . Do you realize the police are already onto ? Do you want and your kid to die together?"
Fang Xiaohui laughed as she shuffled through the spinach, picking and choosing.
The man near the fish stall was puzzled; won indeed are picky, even buying vegetables.
"You just give birth to the son properly, I’ll handle the rest. Tomorrow you tell your husband you want to hire a nanny, go to the labor market to find one. Soone will contact you then, anything you need through her you’ll communicate with .
The police can’t do anything to you, there’s no evidence on you. As long as I don’t point you out, no one in this world can say you’re involved."
Brother Yong handed Fang Xiaohui a bunch of spinach.
"Girl, thirty cents a bunch."
Fang Xiaohui took out thirty cents and handed it to Brother Yong, "I will raise this child well, don’t worry."
It was to ease Brother Yong’s mind.
Fang Xiaohui slowly walked back to the bus station with the spinach, took the bus ho.
That night Fang Xiaohui told Song Mohuan that her belly was already big, and she was going to give birth soon.
By then there would be two kids at ho, Song Mohuan couldn’t cook or do laundry.
It’s better to hire a nanny.
Song Mohuan thought it made sense, others had relatives from the countryside to help, but his family had no such relatives.
The next day, Fang Xiaohui took leave and went to the labor market, after walking around saw a clean, cheerful woman who said she was good at nanny work.
She quietly muttered Brother Yong’s na to her.
Fang Xiaohui knew this woman was probably sent by Brother Yong.
She said nothing else, led the woman ho.
She was anxious, being watched now, unable to do anything.
But if this continued.
Her only path was to escape; she couldn’t be like Brother Yong wandering the world forever, she didn’t want to give up her current life.
Especially her child.
...
Fan Xiuying brought her homade pickled cabbage.
"Tang Yuan and Baozi love dumplings with pickled cabbage filling. I’ll make so for them this afternoon. You just manage yourself for lunch."
The two kids had been through so much, their grandma couldn’t stop feeling pained.
The abuse these children suffered, Fan Xiuying truly was hurt; Baozi ant everything to her.
This child is a part of her heart, so well-behaved, encountering sothing like this.
Those damn traffickers, even they wouldn’t spare such small children.
Jiang was dazed as he nodded, the sincere and honest Jiang couldn’t leave.
Need to bring the granddaughters back for lunch.
Jiang Xin’s tailoring shop was so busy, without help, busy with not knowing what.
"You go ahead, don’t worry about , we’ll have noodles with gravy for lunch. You also help the grandpa and grandma look after the granddaughters. Tuantuan and Yuanyuan are walking now. Need more people watching, otherwise they’re easily hurt."
Having more children creates debts.
Fan Xiuying hurriedly took the pickled cabbage and left.
Jiang started tidying the house.
Suddenly heard a noise at the door.
"Who is it?"
Jiang looked up and saw a one-eyed man before him, was about to ask why he didn’t knock and just walked into soone else’s ho. When the man lifted his hand and punched him, Jiang saw black and fainted.
Brother Yong lifted Jiang onto a tricycle, covered him with a burlap sack.
He slowly pedaled the tricycle directly to the suburbs.
Jiang Xin had just delivered today’s shipnt, finally breathed a sigh of relief, had been too busy, leaving early and returning late with no ti for ho.
Checked the ti, saw it was noon, father must have picked up the daughters.
Rode the bicycle back ho.
Jiang Xiaoxiao received a call, got into Song Moting’s car and headed straight ho.
"What’s going on? What happened to my dad?"
"That bastard kidnapped dad and left a ssage wanting you to et him."
Another kidnapping, he had already placed people watching the Jiang family.
Because for more than a month it was calm, everyone’s alertness fell.
Who knew today such a thing would happen.
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the note in her hand, suddenly rembered the sa note from when her grandparents were kidnapped.
It was words pieced together from newspaper clippings.
Anger and hatred surged in her chest, Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to kill, for the first ti had murderous intent.
"I’ll go."
"You can’t go!"
Song Moting disagreed.
"Wait a bit more, my people should return with news."
"The other side won’t give you ti, you didn’t see the ssage asking to be at the suburban air raid shelter by eight tonight. That air raid shelter has many exits, once inside, finding this person is difficult.
I don’t want my dad to get hurt, last ti my grandpa was hurt already leaving guilty. If sothing happens to my dad now, Song Moting, I can’t live."
Jiang Xiaoxiao clutched Song Moting’s hand.
Song Moting held her hand tight.
"That’s precisely why you can’t go. Your emotions are overtaken, you can’t calmly do much, obviously he’s targeting you, if you don’t appear, dad might be safe. If you do appear, dad is definitely in trouble."
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