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Yuan Lang also stared at him with blazing eyes.

Faced with the tight pressure of the two women, Uncle Hu couldn't hold it at first, lowered his head, and whispered, "At Ma Mazi's house...."

"Where?" asked Aunt Hu in disbelief.

Uncle Hu didn't dare to look up at his wife's eyes, "I was sent to Ma Mazi by my mother." ”

Yuan Lang asked anxiously, "Where is Ma Mazi's house?"

Aunt Hu was very angry, staring at her husband with a disappointed face.

Yuan Lang doesn't know why, he doesn't know what Ma Mazi represents at all, but it doesn't mean that Aunt Hu doesn't understand.

Poverty, laziness, selfishness, and lazy drunkards are all the neighbors' evaluations of Ma Mazi.

Sending a child who is still a few months old to such a person is intended to make the baby have no way to live.

Yuan Lang asked Uncle Hu to take her over to bring the child back, but Uncle Hu was motionless, forced to be ruthless, and his eyes were red, and he yelled at Yuan Lang: "You are a big girl's family, what are you doing with a child coming back?

"Do you want to find a partner? Don't you be afraid of gossip? I'm doing this for your sake, although Ma Mazi is not very good, but he raised the child so that he can go underground in the future, and he can be a worshipper again, so he won't starve the baby to death....."

Yuan Lang's face was like frost and cold cover, and a pair of eyes shot at each other like ice arrows, she couldn't understand why someone could say that her indifferent and ruthless behavior was so reasonable, with a face I was all for your good, and you didn't understand and blamed me, it was your unreasonable appearance.

This attitude made her impression of Uncle Hu's honesty and uprightness ruin by half, it turned out that honest people were bad, so terrible.

Uncle Hu saw his wife looking at him in a daze, his eyes were full of strangeness, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Slowly walked a few steps towards her, took Aunt Hu's hand, and explained softly with helplessness: "Wife, I know that you are watching that child closely, but at that time it was because we had no children, but now the two of us are in your belly, think about it later..."

"Which one of the two boys eats, dresses, and goes to school at no cost?"

"You can help me out of the stall before, the two of them do business together, tired and tired, but you can make some money. Don't talk about it later, let's just say that now, you are pregnant at home, I am out of the stall alone, I am too busy, and there is a lot less business. The older the month with you, the more I have to take care of you, and now the business is not done, and now I have been eating the old book. I'm not telling you this, I hope you don't worry. ”

"Now we still have some money in our hands, and we can have two children, with the ability of the two of us, we really can't afford it....."

was said slowly by Uncle Hu, Aunt Hu gradually lost her words, her eyes were flashing with tears, and she choked up and called "husband", and then threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly and did not let go.

Those blames made him unable to say anything about bringing the child back.

And Yuan Lang still stood aside with a cold face, she listened to Uncle Hu's words just now, but she didn't have a trace of emotion.

Yes, everyone has their own difficulties and hardships, can you say that Uncle Hu's approach is wrong?

He just selfishly made a choice that was beneficial to him.

It is true that Yuan Lang can't forgive.

Children are not pets, you want to want them, you want to lose them.... Even if there is a real difficulty, is it difficult to plan a good place for him?

In the end, it's just treating the child as an object, a pleasing thing....

Yuan Lang is also selfish, and she can't sacrifice her life to adopt a child, but at least she still has a sense of responsibility.

didn't want to look at the two people who hugged each other warmly, Yuan Lang ran out alone, and found Grandma Hu at Hu's house, and after all the soft and cruel words were said, she still refused to let go and tell Yuan Lang where Ma Mazi's house was.

Yuan Lang doesn't believe it, if you don't say it, you can still block others.

Yuan Lang knocked on the neighbor's house next to the Hu family, and the person was very kind and brought Yuan Lang over directly.

"That's Ma Mazi's house. When the woman had finished speaking, she did not leave, but stood by and watched.

Knowing that she showed her the way, she also had the intention of watching the excitement.

But now Yuan Lang can't care so much.

The house in front of her shocked her too much.

Not to mention in the city, even in the countryside and old forests, you can't see such a dilapidated house.

In the shadows of the bungalows with blue bricks and black tiles and the small European-style second-floor houses, there are still precarious yellow mud houses that feel like they will fall down when blown by the wind.

Cracks of a few centimeters were cracked in the walls of the house, and the roof on the other side of the house was broken and paved with palm leaves. Imagine that it is windy and rainy, and such a house is too much to boil.

A three-bedroom house, and the house in the middle is barely able to live in it.

Yuan Lang looked closer, and there were a few pairs of black and dirty underwear hanging on the window in the middle of the house.

When he approached the door by the window, it was not correct to say that it was a door. It should be said that the door panel is more suitable.

The two panels were put together, and in order to open the door, one of the planks had to be removed entirely.

There was a faint babbling baby cry from inside the room.

The dumplings are in this.....

Yuan Lang hurriedly removed the two planks, and a small piece of light suddenly ushered in the dark room.

It's not bright enough, but it's still possible to see things clearly, so it doesn't look like it's day or night.

There were no vents in the room except for the window and door at the door.

The moment Yuan Lang rushed in, he couldn't help but turn his face away and pinch his mouth and nose.

The air quality inside is so poor.

Just by the doorway, you can smell the sour and rotten smell that permeates the entire room.

Enduring the unpleasant smell, Yuan Lang stubbornly walked inside.

Some tattered pots and crockpots were placed in the corners of the walls, and books with missing pages and chapters of old newspapers were thrown everywhere.

A bare wooden bed sits in the center, with a broken mosquito net hanging from it, and what is even more surprising is that the bottom of the bed is stuffed with empty wine bottles.

If you don't say that there are people living here, Yuan Lang still thinks that he has entered a haunted house that has been in disrepair for a long time.

The voice Yuan Lang heard outside the door was coming from the bed.

The tattered mosquito nets were lifted, and the edges of the wooden bed were piled with bags of rice bran, sandbags, and pillows that were so black that they had moldy spots, all of which surrounded the bed.

Yuan Lang found that the closer he got to the bed, the stronger the sour smell became.

I cleared a gap in the things next to the bed, and looked in with the faint light from the doors and windows.

Underneath the dirty sheets was a movable mound.