An Qing stood by the well and looked at it, then lowered his head and looked at the blood that old man Ding had shed when he was dragged along the way.
In an inconspicuous place by the well, he imitated old man Ding who usually sells pork.
He made a crooked mark representing Mu, and then left quietly.
Because Old Man Ding lived in the west side of the country, and he was usually too lazy to clean up.
The things surrounding the yard were only some old wooden boards, which were extremely sparse.
An Qing squeezed out of the backyard without any effort, even in order not to The plan went unexpectedly wrong.
When she went back, she deliberately walked on an uninhabited mountain road.
There was no one all the way.
When An Qing returned to Mu's house, he pushed open the door and saw old man Mu sitting in the yard smoking, and Widow Xin who kept talking.
The two saw An Qing come in. , the voice stopped suddenly.
Old Man Mu glanced at An Qing with a complex expression, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his expression, while Widow Xin gently bit her lips and said with a bit of malice: "Where did you run just now?
I wonder if your family will be anxious if you go out like this.
Although the marriage has not been consummated, you are still a wife after all.
You have to know something, you know?"
Widow Xin's words sounded nice, but secretly she had done the provocation thoroughly.
An Qing had a very clear understanding of Widow Xin's thoughts, but she didn't show any trace of it on her face.
He only wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves , panting heavily, staring with slightly red eyes, and said a little aggrievedly: "Uncle Ding took away whatever mother said before.
I saw that dad came in with anger, so I hurriedly went to find Uncle Ding, thinking If we can find him and come back, dad and mom won’t have to get angry."
"You're going to find that person named Ding."
Old Man Mu had been ready to attack An Qing at any time because of Widow Xin's words.
Now that he heard that he was more concerned about things, he couldn't care about the bigger things.
He quickly asked.
"I went, but Uncle Ding didn't even leave his stall today.
Uncle Ding's house is too remote, so I didn't dare to go there."
An Qing said, biting his lip and lowering his head.
"Are you sure your mother is talking about the person named Ding who took something?"
Widow Xin stared at An Qing, as if she wanted to find some flaw in her body.
Unfortunately, An Qing was pretending to be a quail, and she was stunned. what to find "When I got up early, my mother called me in the house.
I didn't dare to go in at first, but my mother said that if I didn't go in, she would beat me to death when she came back.
Then I went in and my mother asked me to help her find a kang hole.
The stuff in it, it’s not right to say that it belongs to the father.
She wants to take the stuff to find her son, and then see how you live without money.
Then you have to listen to her."
An Qing lowered his head, his voice was small, but he used But it's what Mrs.
Mu always likes to say.
Neither Old Man Mu nor Widow Xin heard any flaws in these words.
Old Man Mu even got so angry that An Qing kicked down a stool behind him: "This prodigal bitch, I should have beaten her to death just now.”
"Brother Mu, don't worry, let's find out the matter first.
If that's really the case, how can we find the man named Ding?
At least he still has a son in this village, and he is the only one with the surnamed Ding.
The monk can't escape the temple if he runs away."
Widow Xin said calmly as she stopped old Mu who was about to go into the house to beat Mrs.
Mu again.
"You're right.
He can't run away from his surname Ding.
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There's a lot of war and chaos outside now.
I'm afraid he will die in the hands of others if he doesn't carry those things very much.
I don't dare to run away from him.
You tell me quickly, what's going on?
It's going on."
Old Man Mu gained some confidence because of Widow Xin's words, and responded calmly. tgt ttrgt: