Meng Ge's sneak back to the inn went very smoothly, after all, she was the one who had done the scout, which was really difficult for her. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She remembered that the box had been buried in a mess of dirty-looking waste skins.

After sneaking back into the room, Meng Ge quickly found the intact box from the pile of waste leather and cotton cloth, and used one piece to be wrapped in a single piece, and walked out of the inn door with his back behind him.

Of course, she didn't come out of her room, and those people were afraid that they didn't recognize her, which made her walk with extra ease.

Near noon, Meng Ge and the others went out of the city smoothly and drove quickly in the direction of Xiaoluo Town. That night, they still stayed in Xingjia Village, the only place they could spend the night on the way.

Before entering the village, Meng Mao asked about the five sons and six children.

"I wanted to play with them and give them something to eat. I don't know how Wu'er's body is now. Speaking of Wu'er, Meng Mao thought of the dying appearance of Wu'er when he was carried back.

Meng Ge thought that when she gave the medicine and the money, Wu'er was out of danger, then he must be able to live well, so he said: "He is also like you, he is already alive." ”

"Then we'll go to Wu'er's house to spend the night later, and I also bought a lot of good things for Wu'er and Liu'er." Meng Mao said with a smile.

Meng Ge should get down, and on the way, he inquired about where Wu'er's family lived now, and drove towards that family under the inquiring eyes of the villagers.

From the surprise in the eyes of those villagers, as well as the pity and helplessness in their eyes, Meng Ge could imagine that Wu'er's family was not doing well.

Sure enough, when the carriage came to a halt in front of a crooked and dilapidated thatched hut, Mongo heard a cry of helplessness coming from the small courtyard, and the unrestrained insults of the woman.

Audibly, it was a woman and a child who cried, and an old man and a young woman who were scolding.

The two of them scolded so much that it was a poison, and they kept saying that they were cursing people to death.

Meng Mao listened to the car for a while, then jumped out of the car and shouted into the yard: "Wu'er, Liu'er, I'm your brother Mao'er, you came out, I'm back to see you." ”

Brother Mao'er, it was Meng Ge who taught the two children to call them that. Now, Meng Mao can speak by himself, so he directly calls himself so.

After Meng Mao's voice sounded for a while, the scolding in the courtyard stopped, but the crying did not dissipate.

However, the child's voice changed suddenly, and he shouted "Brother Mao'er" and came to the courtyard gate.

After a while, the door of the courtyard was opened from the inside, and a child of about six or seven years old appeared by the door, his haggard and thin smiling face full of surprise.

"Brother Mao'er, woo~ Save my brother, my brother and my father are about to be grinded to death by my grandmother and my second aunt. Can you save them? As soon as the baby saw Meng Mao, she cried out loud.

This cry was different from the previous forbearance and helplessness. This is a cry full of hope and hope.

Meng Mao hurriedly asked what was going on.

"My grandfather died the year before last because of the war, and my grandmother and my second uncle and aunt complained that it was because my father was still dead. Not only did they rob my brother of the money for his treatment, but they also robbed me of all the medicine you left for my brother. Liu'er cried.

Meng Ge's sneak back to the inn went very smoothly, after all, she was the one who had done the scout, which was really difficult for her.

She remembered that the box had been buried in a mess of dirty-looking waste skins.

After sneaking back into the room, Meng Ge quickly found the intact box from the pile of waste leather and cotton cloth, and used one piece to be wrapped in a single piece, and walked out of the inn door with his back behind him.

Of course, she didn't come out of her room, and those people were afraid that they didn't recognize her, which made her walk with extra ease.

Near noon, Meng Ge and the others went out of the city smoothly and drove quickly in the direction of Xiaoluo Town. That night, they still stayed in Xingjia Village, the only place they could spend the night on the way.

Before entering the village, Meng Mao asked about the five sons and six children.

"I wanted to play with them and give them something to eat. I don't know how Wu'er's body is now. Speaking of Wu'er, Meng Mao thought of the dying appearance of Wu'er when he was carried back.

Meng Ge thought that when she gave the medicine and the money, Wu'er was out of danger, then he must be able to live well, so he said: "He is also like you, he is already alive." ”

"Then we'll go to Wu'er's house to spend the night later, and I also bought a lot of good things for Wu'er and Liu'er." Meng Mao said with a smile.

Meng Ge should get down, and on the way, he inquired about where Wu'er's family lived now, and drove towards that family under the inquiring eyes of the villagers.

From the surprise in the eyes of those villagers, as well as the pity and helplessness in their eyes, Meng Ge could imagine that Wu'er's family was not doing well.

Sure enough, when the carriage came to a halt in front of a crooked and dilapidated thatched hut, Mongo heard a cry of helplessness coming from the small courtyard, and the unrestrained insults of the woman.

Audibly, it was a woman and a child who cried, and an old man and a young woman who were scolding.

The two of them scolded so much that it was a poison, and they kept saying that they were cursing people to death.

Meng Mao listened to the car for a while, then jumped out of the car and shouted into the yard: "Wu'er, Liu'er, I'm your brother Mao'er, you came out, I'm back to see you." ”

Brother Mao'er, it was Meng Ge who taught the two children to call them that. Now, Meng Mao can speak by himself, so he directly calls himself so.

After Meng Mao's voice sounded for a while, the scolding in the courtyard stopped, but the crying did not dissipate.

However, the child's voice changed suddenly, and he shouted "Brother Mao'er" and came to the courtyard gate.

After a while, the door of the courtyard was opened from the inside, and a child of about six or seven years old appeared by the door, his haggard and thin smiling face full of surprise.

"Brother Mao'er, woo~ Save my brother, my brother and my father are about to be grinded to death by my grandmother and my second aunt. Can you save them? As soon as the baby saw Meng Mao, she cried out loud.

This cry was different from the previous forbearance and helplessness. This is a cry full of hope and hope.

Meng Mao hurriedly asked what was going on.

"My grandfather died the year before last because of the war, and my grandmother and my second uncle and aunt complained that it was because my father was still dead. Not only did they rob my brother of the money for his treatment, but they also robbed me of all the medicine you left for my brother. Liu'er cried.