Everyone looked at the back of Zhong Shanjiang leaving, their faces were sad, and their hearts were heavy, it was really "happy families are the same, and unhappy families are different."

Wen Jinhe's eyes were rolling with tears, and the woman's voice made her mood difficult to calm down for a long time, she wanted to find out what kind of story this family had?

Although Zhang Gaokai didn't know how many stories Wen Jinhe didn't know, but with his intuition, he felt that Wen Jinhe's expression had become solemn since the moment he saw Uncle Zhong, and he seemed to pay more attention to Uncle Zhong than other female students. He couldn't help but nod his head, and said in the same deep tone, let's go and have a look.

Jiao Maosheng looked at Wen Jinhe, who was full of resentment, and sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that the female man who was invulnerable and cold as iron on weekdays also had such a fragile side in his heart, he quietly walked over and said sincerely, Jinhe, I'll go with you.

After the other girls saw Uncle Zhong, although they didn't have as much mood swings as Wen Jinhe, they at least eliminated the fear in their hearts, and they also nodded.

"My son, where the hell have you been? Mommy is looking for you, go home quickly. When the group was walking behind Uncle Zhong, the miserable and desolate voice came clearly, and there was no fear in everyone's hearts, only sympathy and compassion.

In this woman, Wen Jinhe has another expectation, another hope, she wants to know if this woman will be someone she knows? Could it be ......? However, when the truth was about to be revealed, Wen Jinhe's eyes became in a trance, and she looked uneasy.

"Ma Juhua, are you suffering from hysteria or demonic disease? My son has been gone for almost twenty years, what are you still thinking, wake up. Zhong Shanjiang walked up to the woman who was kneeling in front of the grave with a few strands of white hair, and complained about her while pulling her up.

"Who are you, what are you pulling me for? I'm looking for my son. The woman shook her arms and shouted loudly as if in a dream, her voice sad but resolute.

"I'm Zhong Shanjiang, your man, did you hear me, Ma Juhua," Zhong Shanjiang yelled a few times at the woman with a few strands of white hair, opened his bow left and right, and gave her a few big mouths, "How many years have you been obsessed with demons, and you still won't wake up if you don't get beaten." ”

It's too late, it's too soon. Zhang Gaokai grabbed Zhong Shanjiang's hand, and said with a gentle and stern face, Uncle, if you have something to say, you will hurt people like this, she is your lover after all.

"It's okay, my cousin is suffering from hysteria, and I can't wake up without a few hits, I know it in my heart. Zhong Shanjiang was not angry because Zhang Gaokai grabbed his hand, but said with a helpless face.

Sure enough, Uncle Zhong's ear scrapers woke the white-haired woman from her nightmare, she rubbed her eyes, and said with a blank face, Dashan, it's so dark, where am I?

"Ma Juhua, you finally woke up, it's so hard to find me, where else can it be? Zhong Shanjiang's face was red and white, and he said half-happily and half-complainingly.

Jiao Maosheng carefully looked at the middle-aged woman who stood up from the grave, and saw that her face was dark, her eyes were drooping, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were very deep, which could almost kill a flea;

Wen Jinhe hurriedly walked in front of the middle-aged woman, looking at her from top to bottom, her expectation was disappointed, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look like her stepmother Xia Yulan, who had disappeared for many years, but when she saw the woman in front of her with a dark face and resentful eyes, she seemed to have a little more understanding and respect for Xia Yulan.

"I'm sorry, Dashan, I'm worried about you again," Ma Chrysanthemum said with a shy face like a chrysanthemum stone, her eyes full of apologies, and a puzzled expression, "Who are they?

"It's not that I'm scared to wake up by you, it's really not worrying, it's been many years, and I don't know how to put my mind at ease. Zhong Shanjiang's face tightened, his eyes were blazing, and he complained about his cousin Ma Juhua.

"Don't worry, Auntie, we're also passing by. Jiao Maosheng seemed to have a good impression of this woman, he softened his face and said with a smile.

Jiao Maosheng's words made Ma Juhua's heart tremble, her nose was sour, her eyes brightened, and she suddenly said like a demon, If my son is still here, he should be as tall as you, but why can't he find it?

"Don't go crazy, everyone is a teacher and student of the police academy, and they are training here, let's go back, don't affect people's rest anymore." Zhong Shanjiang took Ma Juhua's hand and said without saying anything.

"Oh, it's the police, I'm really sorry, you see that I'm a sick criminal, and I'm disturbing everyone again. Ma Juhua's sunken eyes let out a little light, and said apologetically.

Wen Jinhe had a lot of questions in her heart, whether Uncle Zhong's son was lost or dead, was it taken away, or was it some other reason? In short, she wanted to ask the truth, but seeing that the night was so deep, everyone was about to be complained by the sleepy bug, so she had to swallow back the words that came to her mouth.

Gao Miao is funny but has a clever mouth, and can always satisfy everyone's curiosity at critical moments, she pointed to the grave where Ma Juhua was kneeling just now, and pretended to be embarrassed and said, Uncle, what's going on?

Uncle Zhong didn't seem to be taboo at all, he shook his head, glanced at Ma Juhua, and said with a dark face, It's not because your aunt thinks about your son every day, and she is about to become a demon, I simply buried all the clothes that my son wore when he was a child here, and made such a well-dressed mound.

Everyone's mood is as heavy as this night, the thoughts of more than 20 years, one year and two years, every year is empty, all of them are a mother's deep love for her son.

Ma Juhua's two eyes were always staring at Jiao Maosheng, as if she was going to see a son come out, Zhong Shanjiang was afraid that she would have another demonic disease, so he took her hand and said, let's go back, don't disturb people's rest.

"Oh, you're all going to be police officers in the future, remember to help me find my son, I'm sorry for you. Ma Juhua turned her head, looked expectant, and said with tears in her eyes.

It seems that she is thinking about things, and when she sees Jiao Maosheng, she is so excited, like a demon, she really misses a demon.

"Auntie, don't worry, we will help you find it, it's dark on the road, you should go better." Instructor Zhang's face was calm, his eyes were warm, and he swept away the majesty of the big black bull on weekdays, and said with concern.

Zhang Gaokai saw that everyone was shocked by what happened to this family, one by one like frosted eggplants, wilting, he tied his bitter gourd face, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and said very seriously, the time is not early, hurry back and rest for a few hours, don't delay tomorrow's training.

Liu Minran has been standing behind Zhang Gaokai and watching all this just now, and her heart has been strongly touched, in the past, she hated her mother so much that her teeth rattled, but Ma Juhua's thoughts and searches for her son for more than 20 years made her seem to understand what it means to have a long blood relationship and a mother-son connection.

Gao Miaoqu and Zheng Qiurong were frightened before, but they were touched again just now, and their spirits were very sluggish, so they followed Wen Jinhe step by step, one foot deep and one foot shallow, it seemed that everything had been over, just looking forward to falling asleep quickly and walking into a dream.

"Minmin, let's go, what's the daze?" Jiao Maosheng saw that Liu Minran was like a Guanyin Bodhisattva, with tears full of tears and a kind look, and immediately woke her up.

"Brother Mao, Aunt Ma Juhua is only afraid that she thinks of you as her son, the eyes she looks at you are really different, so warm. Who would dare to say that Liu Minran is big-chested and brainless, her insight seems to be really good, she said with a look in her eyes.

"It's not normal, when you see someone about the same age as your son, you will naturally be sad. Jiao Maosheng didn't want people to see his thoughts, including Liu Minran, he said disapprerovingly.

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