Chapter 897: She must not die

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Murong Jie and Boss Dao have been looking for in Bei'an. Since Murong Jie came, Dao Bo did not need to do any hard work because Murong Jie had a silver ticket with him.
Even if there is no silver ticket, it doesn't matter. There is Hu Huanxi's silver number. Go inside and highlight a brand, and you can get the silver by poking a name.
After searching for more than ten days in a row, almost every corner of Bei'an County was broken. Moreover, Murong Jie also paid to post a portrait of Zi An, and then painted a portrait of the baby girl based on the description of the knife boss.
The so-called brave man must be under the heavy money. Someone came to me today, saying that he saw this little girl, about two years old, and they were in a village. The girl was named Tian En, his father was a woodcutter, and his mother was weaving at home. , Poor families.
Although the information is not in line, Zi'an will not weave, but who will not learn?
Murong Jie immediately took the boss of the sword to this village. The village is called Zhentou Village. In the northwest corner of Bei'an County, the mountain is backed by the river. The geographical environment is very good, and the villagers are also simple.
Murong Jie came to a dilapidated hut based on the information given by the reporter.
There was a small yard in the hut, the wooden door was concealed, and clothes could be seen in the small yard from the door slit. There was a cry of a child, and there was an organic sound. A gentle female voice said, "Well, good Well, mother is ready, Tianen do n’t make trouble. "
Murong Jie quickly pushed the door open and stepped quickly.
"Hey, who are you? How did you break into my house?"
The woman at the loom jumped up and hugged the crying little girl next to her and stepped aside, looking nervously at Murong Jie and Boss.
She was about thirty years old with dark skin and a lot of pockmarks on her face. The facial features were okay. When she was talking, her front teeth were missing two.
She hugged the child tightly in her arms, and the child turned his head slowly, with two crystal tears hanging on Bai Nen's face.
When Murong Jie saw that face, his breath was almost frozen, and his eyebrows, nose, and mouth were exactly like Zi An.
The boss of Dao was also stunned. I felt like it when I saw him from afar, but now it's more like looking closer!
"Who are you?" The woman looked at Murong Jie and Boss Dao. When they saw the two staring at the child in her hand, she was more frightened.
Murong Jie finally recovered and asked, "What about the child's mother?"
"I am her mother, what do you want to do?" The woman asked hostilely.
"Are you her mother?" Murong Jie's head banged, how could it be? This child is so similar to Zi An, how could it be the daughter of this ugly woman?
"Yes, you hurried away, or I'll call someone." Woman said.
"How can you prove that this is your daughter?" Boss Dao asked a relatively stupid question, mainly for so long, when she came to Zhentou Village, she was still full of hope, but she said that she was her daughter, which is really It's unacceptable.
It just fell from the world, and my head froze.
The woman said angrily: "How to prove it? You go inquire, this is my daughter."
"You are so ugly, how can you give birth to such a beautiful daughter?" Although Boss Dao doesn't understand genetics, but knows that the sons of Long Shenglong, Feng Shengfeng, and mice will make holes, such an ugly mother can't give birth to such beautiful The girl comes.
"You ..." The woman's popularity was badly corrupted, "You leave now, otherwise I will report to the official."
Murong Jie was reluctant to leave, but could not find an excuse to stay. All his recent hopes were pinned on this baby girl resembling Zi'an, and now he is suddenly shattered, and he can't accept it.
He knew that it would be useless to stay, but he had already lived a life of despair, walking on the road, hopeless to see.
Two and a half years, and a full two and a half years.
He walked slowly to the machine stalk, and his whole body was exhausted. He watched the lines on the machine stalk criss-cross, like the scenes in his mind, interweaving into a huge net, trapping him in groups.
Originally the little girl was crying, but after the two came in, they only stared at them with curious eyes, especially Murong Jie.
Seeing Murong Jie standing next to the machine, she actually struggled. Where did the woman want to let her down, coaxed: "Don't make trouble, Heaven."
Murong Jie looked over and saw that the little girl also looked at her, her eyes were clear and clear, similar to Zi An.
He thought that if he and Zi'an's children could be born, it might be the same.
He whispered: "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, we are not malicious, just that this child is like neutron, so I want to come and see."
The woman was obviously less nervous. Looking at the two seemed not malicious, but it was full of sadness and loss. This kind of sadness and loss also infected people. She hesitated and asked, "What about your wife?"
Murong Jie looked sad and looked at the child blankly, "I don't know, I don't know."
The woman had a sour feeling in her heart. Although she had never seen the world, she could feel the sadness in this man.
What happened to him?
The child was still coming down, and the woman let go and squatted carefully on the ground, trying to help her go.
The little girl walked straight to Murong Jie, raised her head, her eyes full of curiosity.
Murong Jie felt a pain in his heart and reached out to hug her. The woman screamed and hurried over. Murong Jie booed. "Don't be afraid, I just want to hug her."
The woman stopped and looked at him in surprise.
The little girl stretched out her chubby little hand and touched the stubble growing out of Murong Jie's chin, and giggled, and her eyebrows bent, hurting Murong Jie's heart.
"What's your name?" Murong asked dumbly, his voice choked.
"Heaven!"
Heaven, the gift of heaven, is really a good name.
Murong Jie put her down and walked out quickly.
The boss of the knife was startled, and hurried to catch up.
"Yes ..."
Murong Jie stopped, he had no place to go.
Or, he does n’t know where to go.
"Xiaodao, you are not looking for it, go back to Beijing, live the life on earth, grandma is old, you go back to look after." He said disheartenedly.
The boss of the knife shook his head, "I won't go back, I didn't find the princess, I won't go back."
"She's dead!" Murong Jie suddenly turned around, his eyes red, and he had been deceiving himself. He told himself that as long as she didn't see her body, she might be alive, but how many times was she disappointed? So much disappointment has converged into today's despair, he can't deceive himself.
The boss of the knife looked at him staring blankly, shaking his head subconsciously, "No, it won't die."
"Undead, where is she? If she doesn't die, why don't she come back?" Murong Jie's face was terrifying, and all things could not stand scrutiny. If she didn't die, where was she? If she is fine, why not come back? When the boss saw him like this, he panicked and said murmured: "In a word, he is not dead, in a word, he must be alive."