The appearance of Qin Hao and Yun Shan made the originally noisy and chaotic village quiet in an instant. Everyone seemed to be avoiding the god of plague. Of course, it was definitely not Yun Shan who caused such a big impact.
At this moment, most of the people in the village were running around quickly, as if they were helping to find someone. The small village was not big, and every family lived next to each other, taking care of each other.
However, Yunshan, who had just entered the yard to inquire about the whereabouts of the girl, had not gone far. Yunshan quickly chased after her. Before she could get closer, she saw a child running out in a hurry, shouting: "No." Okay, no, Maomao’s mother fainted!!!”
When the woman heard this, she quickly ran into a small courtyard not far away with her two children. Yunshan and Qin Hao followed them in quietly.
At this moment, many villagers gathered in the yard, and they didn't pay much attention to the two people who suddenly appeared.
As soon as he entered the door, Qin Hao couldn't help but frown. The messy exchanges and extremely loud crying and howling could be heard from far away, filling the entire courtyard.
"That little girl Ermao usually seems to be quiet. Why is she so worried today? I asked my man and son to help look for her. I don't know if there is any news."
"Isn't that right? The rest of my family have also gone to look for it. Today is also surprising. I heard my Guawazi say that Da Mao was knocked unconscious by the man in the yard, and now Er Mao has disappeared again. Nothing is satisfactory. No."
"Hey, speaking of Qiaoqiao, life is really miserable. The man has been gone for four or five years, and he was dragging two children by himself. Just now, he fainted from crying. If Yaya's mother next door hadn't pinched Renzhong, she might have been there for a while. I’m afraid I won’t even wake up.”
"Hey, do you think Er Mao's disappearance has something to do with that outsider? Didn't you say that Da Mao was knocked unconscious by that person before?"
The conversation between several women successfully attracted Qin Hao's attention. Of course, it was a very bad aspect.
Do you look like someone who would attack a child for no reason? What does this mean? He, Qin Hao, behaved upright, and even the high priest was no match for him, so why did he get really angry with a few children
He said that, but Qin Hao didn't even think about it. In the eyes of these villagers, the things he did looked like a devil! Isn’t it normal to suspect him of killing innocent people indiscriminately
Looking at Qin Hao's livid face, Yun Shan couldn't help but feel funny. In her place, even though Qin Hao has grown up, he is still like a child, with a childish side, which makes her even feel like the life in the orphanage when she was a child. Seems like just yesterday.
Pulling Qin Hao's sleeve, Yun Shan whispered flatteringly: "Okay, don't be angry. If you hadn't acted like a child and made trouble with children in the afternoon, would people have doubted you? You also heard people say Okay, this family has a very pitiful background, a single-parent family, so please help the mother."
Qin Hao had a cold face. Although he suppressed the urge to refute these talkative women, he had no intention of helping. However, he did not want to make Yunshan unhappy, so he still tried his best to refuse in a more tactful way: "I am again I'm not from this village, and I'm not familiar with the terrain here at all. I can do some hunting and killing, but I'm not good at finding people."
Just as the two of them were muttering in low voices, the patriarch led a group of men to the door of the courtyard panting.
"The team looking for people is back!"
Someone screamed, and the crowds in the yard dispersed. A haggard woman with tears running down her face ran out of the house and almost fell to the ground. She completely ignored her body, which was weak from being too sad. He almost rolled and crawled in front of the village chief, grabbed the old cripple's withered hands, and asked anxiously: "Chief, Er Mao, have you found Er Mao?"
The patriarch shook his head: "We have searched all over the village, but there is no trace of that girl Ermao. Mom, Maomao, I'm sorry, I just heard the blacksmith at the end of the village say that he seemed to have seen the girl Ermao heading towards the back mountain, and while running, While crying, if this is really the case, there is nothing we can do."
"Chief, the child's father died early. The two children are my life. If something happens to Ermao, how can I survive?" The woman almost lost the energy to cry and was about to shed tears. After doing it, he knelt down in front of the clan elders and the men in the village with a plop, "I kowtow to you, clan leader, please help me find Ermao. Please, save our family..."
The clan leader quickly grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her up, saying awkwardly: "Qiaoqiao, I know you are worried about Ermao, but aren't you making things difficult for everyone? It's not like you don't know what kind of place is outside the village. It's almost dark now, who dares to go to the land of the King of Hell? Ermao is such a well-behaved little girl, of course I want to save her, but I am the clan leader, and I have to consider the lives of all the clan members in the village. Not to mention whether anyone dares to go outside the village at this time, even if everyone goes, it is very likely that they will not be able to find Ermao, but everyone will die! Qiaoqiao, please forgive me, at least Ermao is still there... "
Qiaoqiao knelt on the ground and looked up at the clan leader and others. Apart from sadness, her eyes were full of confusion, and an emotion called despair emerged from the bottom of her heart. She didn't know where she suddenly got the strength. She suddenly pushed the clan elder's head away and ran like crazy towards the outside of the village. That decisive energy was very shocking.
"Hurry up and stop her!!! Don't let her do stupid things!!!"
The clan leader was startled, slapped away the hands of the person behind him who reached out to help him, and shouted loudly.
The tribesmen came to their senses one after another, and strode forward to chase after her. Fortunately, Qiaoqiao was just a heartbroken and weak woman. Naturally, she couldn't match the men in terms of speed. She was overtaken by the tribesmen and was able to stop her at the entrance of the village. down.
Several men hugged Qiaoqiao's body to prevent her from breaking free, but Qiaoqiao acted like she was completely crazy. She kept struggling, scratching with her hands, and even biting her with her teeth, trying to rush out. He also let out a shrill cry.
"Er Mao! Er Mao! Er Mao!!!"
The look of being crazy for the sake of the child made many men and women present unable to help but shed tears and empathize with him.
The same is true for Yunshan. Although she is not a parent, as an orphan, she greatly envies the warm family affection. Qiaoqiao's madness for her child touches the softness deep in her heart, making her feel sympathy.
Seeing Yun Shan's appearance, Qin Hao couldn't help but have a headache. He had a bad feeling. However, he is not a hard-hearted person. He also sympathizes with this mother. However, he is very clear about what is happening among the Jedi outside the village. To risk his own life to save people who have almost nothing to do with him, he does not seem to be that great and sympathize with her. It doesn't mean he can make such a choice.
The lame old man took a long time to reach the village entrance and angrily scolded the woman: "Qiaoqiao, are you crazy! Don't you know what consequences you will face if you go out at this time? You will only lose your life in vain! Your family Have you forgotten how the man died?"
"I don't care, you don't dare to go, I will go by myself, I want to find Er Mao, she is my child! Er Mao, mother will not abandon you, Er Mao..." The woman struggled crazily, and the strength she burst out in despair was simply incredible. She was so intimidating that several strong men could hardly control her.
Snapped!
The old man was extremely angry and couldn't bear it anymore. He slapped the woman hard on the face. He reached out and pulled out a child from the crowd. It was the woman's other child. He pointed at him and shouted at the woman: " Qiaoqiao, don’t forget that Da Mao is still here! Your man is gone. What will happen to Da Mao if something happens to you? Look at him, he is only seven years old, who will take care of him?! Tell me, let me How can you bear to have a child without a father and a mother since he was a child?!"
"mom… "
Da Mao called out timidly, looking at his mother who looked like she was crazy in fear, with tears streaming down her face.
Seeing her son, the woman gradually calmed down. She was caught in a difficult decision. On one side was her eldest son, who was seven years old, and on the other was her little daughter who was in danger. The palms and backs of her hands were all covered in flesh, and they were all on her. The blood she shed was all the flesh and blood of her ten-month pregnancy, and none of them were the ones she wanted to abandon. She wished she could suffer on behalf of her sons and daughters, wished she was the one in danger, wished she had sacrificed her life for the safety of her sons and daughters, but she couldn't do it!
In the end, the woman almost collapsed. She fell down and cried helplessly: "Chief, that is my daughter. She is only five years old. She has not seen the beauty of life. She is not married yet. I haven’t had my own life yet, and I really want to save her. Why, why does God do this to us? The child’s father is like this, and now Ermao is like this too. I would rather trade my own life for her, I... "
"Why… "
Facing the grief-stricken woman, the old man didn't know what words to comfort him. Life is like this, and you never know when disaster will suddenly strike. What's more, they are a group of cursed and abandoned humans.
Seeing his mother crying so painfully, the boy couldn't control his sadness. Thinking of his missing sister, he hated himself extremely. He knelt on the ground and confessed his mistake to his mother while crying: "Mom, I'm sorry, it's all me. No, if I hadn't bullied Er Mao, Er Mao wouldn't have run out of the village. It's all my fault. Mom, please hit me... "
She lost her daughter. Her son was her only flesh and blood. How could a woman have the heart to beat and scold him at this moment? What's more, quarrels between children are common, and Da Mao didn't mean it. As a mother, doesn't she have the responsibility for poor supervision? ? How could she put all the blame on the child
The mother and son held each other's arms and cried, their voices extremely miserable, as if the most tragic thing in the world was happening right here and now.
"Fuck! I can't bear it anymore! That girl Ermao was only five years old, how could she just disappear like this? I want to find her! Brother Mao was tortured by those monsters outside the village for us before, and he didn't even have a whole body. I owe Brother Mao my life. The worst I can do is pay it back to him today!" A man couldn't stand it anymore. The miserable situation of the mother and son made him feel chilled. He was so excited that he had to leave the village to find someone.
When the old man heard this, he slapped him with his backhand and cursed angrily: "You don't want your life?! If you dare to leave the village at this time, are you not afraid of being eaten by those monsters without leaving any bones? I know you guys Many of them were saved by men from the Mao family that time. It is a good thing to understand kindness, but you should also think about your children and family members. What is the point of dying needlessly? Who of you can survive in the Jedi? Which of you can deal with those monsters? If you can, I will never stop you!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. The men who were still a little enthusiastic seemed to have been hit by a basin of cold water, extinguishing the courage they had finally mustered up. Looking at the darkness outside the village, they stretched out their hands. In the dark night, fear swept through their hearts again.
Not to mention, the wives of the men were all holding on to their men, preventing them from moving at all.
This is human nature.
Neighbors and neighbors are of the same clan, and they can help each other with small things in daily life, but when it really comes to their own lives, how many of them can really sacrifice their lives for others? Even though they had all been saved by the Mao man who had been dead for four or five years, they still flinched at this critical moment.
The desperate mother and son no longer have any other hope. They can only cry in this way. They can only express their weakness, resentment and unwillingness in this way.
Just when everyone felt that the tragedy was inevitable, a voice suddenly sounded from the back of the crowd, like a ray of dawn, illuminating the darkness in the hearts of the desperate mother and son.
"I can!!!" (To be continued)