Mrs. Xie was struck by lightning when she heard this. She opened her mouth and got goose bumps all over her body. What was Qiao Nian doing here? Did she know something
**
Five thirty in the morning.
The town was gleaming with morning light, and the sky was still dim.
In a dilapidated tube-shaped building, a man in shabby clothes, with a beard and a sloppy face opened the door, stuck his head out and looked around for a while.
After making sure that no one was seen, he quietly made way for them and said to the old man and the young man behind him: "I checked, there's no one outside. You can come out now."
After a while, a thin old man and a little boy of only six or seven years old came out from behind him. The old man held the little boy's hand and stood at the door to thank the man: "Thank you, Ryan. I'm sorry to have troubled you these two days. If it weren't for you..."
The slovenly man held him, not letting him thank him, and said vaguely: "Mister Mi, don't thank me. I should thank you. If it weren't for your Nansi Alliance helping our village, I wouldn't be alive today."
"Grandpa, let's go quickly." The little boy seemed very anxious and pulled the old man's clothes to urge him to leave.
The old man raised his hand and rubbed his hair, soothing him softly: "Be good, wait a moment. Grandpa will finish talking to uncle soon."
The man called Ryan looked at him, then at the pouting child, rubbed his brows, and finally advised: "Mr. Mi, I shouldn't say too much, but you have done me a favor, so I still want to remind you. This news came too suddenly, I'm afraid it's a fraud..."
"I know, thank you." The old man rubbed the little boy's hair again, looked up at him, with a helpless look on his face.
How could he not know how fake the news that his adoptive mother wanted to see them was after hiding for all these years? But the child insisted on seeing his mother.
There was nothing he could do.
Michelle whispered, "I've been hiding for so many years, that's enough. At worst, they can just give me my life."
**
The grove is at the entrance to the forest not far from the town, and it becomes more and more desolate as you walk along.
This is the dim time.
There was not a single pedestrian on the road, and it was eerily quiet all around.
"Grandpa, where did you say Mom would be waiting for us?" "Didn't she say in the grove?"
"Then Grandpa, can we find Mom over there?"
"… "
As they entered the grove step by step, everything became abnormally quiet.
The old man's heart sank, and he was in no mood to comfort the excited child. He looked around vigilantly, holding the little boy tightly in his hand.
What is meant to come will come.
Just as they were about to step into the grove, a series of rustling sounds were heard, like approaching footsteps.
The old man's face suddenly changed. He grabbed his grandson's hand and instinctively shouted, "Run!"
He grabbed his grandson and ran away.
This area is full of woods and various narrow paths, and the terrain is very complex.
The old man was obviously very familiar with the terrain in this area. He dropped a smoke bomb he carried with him to avoid the first wave of pursuit and disappeared with the child in a blink of an eye.
"Fuck, let them run away!"
"Ahem, this old man has a smoke bomb on him!"
Mrs. Xie was the angriest person, and she immediately shouted, "Why are you still standing there? Chase after them!"
After the smoke dispersed a little, the group immediately split into three groups and chased in three different directions, determined to catch the person.
(End of this chapter)