Wen Anhao walked to the door with Wen An'an in his arms, trembling and trying to pull the door latch, but he couldn't open it after trying several times. Hearing the voice behind him, Wen Anhao kept trembling and admonishing himself: "Wen Anhao, calm down, calm down"

After repeating this several times, he shuddefully opened the latch.

The moment the door opened, Wen Anhao felt that his eyes were hot, as if something had been left. But he didn't even have time to touch it, so he hugged Wen Anan and ran outside.

For the first time, Wen Anhao felt for the first time that this road that he had traveled countless times was so difficult, as if every foot was stepping on a road full of thorns, stabbing him from his body to his heart.

Wen Anhao ran hard, while sometimes looking down to see Wen An'an's condition, when he saw her becoming less and less awake, Wen Anhao choked and shouted at her: "An An, An An, you wake up, you can't sleep, the second brother is looking for someone to save you now, you must not sleep, the second brother is here, look at the second brother, An An"

Warm tears dripped down Wen An'an's bloodstained face, smearing the patches of blood that had dried up a little.

Listening to Wen Anhao's voice that seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, Wen Anan raised his heavy eyelids and looked at Wen Anhao who was vague in front of him, Wen Anan pulled the corners of his mouth. It's so good, seeing him shouting at her so hard, this second brother shouldn't have been injured. So they should have escaped now, right?

Wen An'an, who was gradually blurred in consciousness, said that she was about to faint.

But compared to being in the Wen family just now, she is even more scared now. I'm afraid that once I close my eyes this time, I won't be able to open them again. She was afraid that she would not be able to see the gentle Wen family, and she was afraid that she would not be able to see Wen Qing'an, who doted on her. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to hear the noise of Wen Anze and Wen Anhao.

She was really scared.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have lied. She shouldn't have said she was dead.

God, she doesn't want to die.

Raising her blood-stained hand, Wen Anan wanted to wipe away the tears that her second brother kept dripping on her face, because his tears were so hot that her heart hurt.

But obviously she has already raised her hand, but why can't she always reach Wen Anhao's face.

Wen Anhao saw his sister's raised hand stretched out to him, but he couldn't catch the place, and he knew that Wen An'an couldn't hold on.

In order to make her sober, Wen Anhao hugged Wen Anan upright. One hand wrapped around her waist, then let the other hand come out, reached out and grabbed his sister's little hand and put it on his face and said: "Caught it, caught An An, you look, you caught it"

Wen Anan and the second brother were face to face, and one hand could still feel his warm body temperature.

The original fear, anger, worry, and fear slowly dissipated with the wind whistling in my ears, leaving only peace of mind.

She didn't faint when Tang Ran cut her face with a knife, and she didn't faint when Tang Ran was about to hurt Wen Anhao. She knew that it was because she was holding a breath in her heart, but when the energy in her heart disappeared with those fears, Wen Anan understood that she couldn't last long. It's just that she doesn't know if she will see this world when she opens her eyes again.

So she didn't want to regret it, Wen An'an leaned to Wen Anhao's face and whispered, "An'an." I like it the most, Daddy. Big brother, second brother"

Just a few words. But it drained all her strength, and the tense nerves broke with the disappearance of these words.

After saying this, Wen Anan only felt that everything around him slowly turned dark and quiet.

"An An, An An, An An" Wen Anhao shook his sister in his arms, but this time, Wen Anan did not respond at all.

looked down at her sister stupidly, her brain seemed to have been hollowed out by someone, and she didn't know anything. Wen Anhao stopped again and began to run unconsciously.

The wind in his ears said to him: "Please, save An'an, please, save An'an", obviously he didn't know what the Tao meant, but the voice seemed to be demagogic, so he unconsciously followed: "Please, save An'an, please, save An'an"

When the villagers found Wen Anhao, he was kneeling on the path in the village. It was thought that he had simply tripped over a stone on the ground, but some of the women went up to help him up.

When everyone approached Wen Anhao and saw him covered in blood, several timid women were even so frightened that they sat on the ground.

Fortunately, he was still a little bold, and slowly stepped forward to pat Wen An Hao and shouted, "An Hao, what's wrong with you"

I don't know if the slapping or shouting played a role, I saw Wen Anhao slowly raise his head, look at them directly with a pair of empty eyes, and keep saying in his mouth: "Please, save An An, please, save An An."

Hearing Daowen Anhao mention An An, everyone realized that he was still holding a doll covered in blood in his arms. At this moment, several adults were stunned by this scene.

After half a sound, the adults who relieved themselves immediately shouted and picked up Wen Anhao and Wen An'an, but Wen Anhao refused to let go of Wen An'an in his arms, and in desperation, several women had to carry the two children to Langzhong's house in the village.

Because of the Lin family's affairs, Yang Guozhong didn't even have time to sort out the medicinal materials recently, and just took advantage of today's free time, so he took out all the herbs that had been dried two days ago and prepared to sort them out.

But as soon as he squatted down, he staggered to the ground with a loud roar.

Yang Guozhong frowned angrily and scolded: "You little rabbit cub, how many times have I told you, don't be so loud, don't be so loud, you want to scare your grandfather and me to death."

"Hurry up, grandpa, if you don't go again, you'll really die, the two dolls of the Wen family are about to die" Yang Tong wiped his red and swollen eyes with his hand, and looked at Yang Guozhong anxiously.

Seeing himself like this, Yang Guozhong immediately jumped up from the ground, and ran to his front yard with a brisk walk.

When he came to the house, Yang Guozhong saw a group of people standing around the bed, and several people even cried lowly. He was usually most tired of others crying, so he strode forward to push away the crowd and said dissatisfiedly: ", how many times have I told you people, and those who are not sick will give me a go."

The few people who were pushed away all knew about the strange temper of this old man, and they didn't care about him, but said anxiously: "Old Yang, hurry up and take a look at these two children, it's really ......."

Even though Yang Guozhong had seen so many patients, he was still so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't stand there, and it wasn't until his grandson pulled his clothes and shouted twice that Yang Guozhong relieved himself.

Yang Guozhong, who came back to his senses, opened his eyes angrily, and some of his wrinkled skin looked hideous, and after he looked at the crowd, he scolded loudly: "Which king is the eighth lamb who made such a small doll like this?"

When everyone was asked by him, they remembered that they didn't know who the murderer was.

Yang Guozhong looked at the puzzled expressions of several people, raised his voice a little and scolded: "What are you all doing to eat, you haven't even caught a single prisoner." Where are the children's fathers and mothers? ”

When Wen Qing'an and his wife were mentioned, only a few of them screamed and shouted: "Yes, let's hurry up and call Master Wen."

Yang Guozhong looked at the few people who ran away, snorted coldly, turned his head and scolded his grandson angrily: "What are you doing here, hurry up and go to my medicine box"

Yang Tong received this series of reprimands, pursed his lips aggrievedly, and hurriedly ran to the backyard.

After Yang Guozhong watched his grandson leave, he lowered his head and cautiously said to Wen Anhao: "An Hao, I'm Grandpa Yang, come, let me see if you're hurt first."

Wen Anhao followed Yang Guozhong's voice, looked at him with those colorless eyes, and kept saying: "Please, save An An, please, save An An."

Yang Guozhong frowned when he saw Wen Anhao like this, and then looked at Wen An'an in his arms, only to find that the female doll had passed out.

But when he just wanted to reach out to check Wen An'an, Wen Anhao immediately turned sideways and hugged Wen An'an, but he still said the sentence in his mouth: "Please, save An'an, please, save An'an"

Yang Guozhong knew that the child was scared of hysteria, and he didn't care about him, just smiled and said softly: "An Hao, if you want to save An An, you have to let grandpa see her, you see An An fainted, if you don't let grandpa see it again, but you will delay the condition."

When Yang Guozhong mentioned the word 'An'an', Wen Anhao's repeated words obviously paused. Yang Guozhong saw that Wen Anhao was a little loose, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Wen An'an out of Wen Anhao's arms, although Wen Anhao was still a little resistant, but this time he slowly let his sister go, but he still held Wen An'an's hand after the last.

Yang Guozhong checked Wen An'an's condition, although there were many knife wounds on his body, the knife wounds were not very deep.

However, the most worrying thing is Wen An'an's face. Yang Guozhong used a cloth to clean up the blood stains on her face, and only then could he see the wound on Wen Anan's face clearly.

On both sides of her cheek, there was a wound about the length of her index finger, and the flesh was turned up in some places, which shows how ruthless the murderer was at that time. Because of the knife wounds in these two places, Wen An'an looked hideous all over the place.

Yang Guozhong looked at Wen An'an like this, scolded the beast angrily, and hurriedly took out the external medicine from the cabinet and cleaned up the wound for Wen An'an.

And Wen Anhao, who was sitting on the side, looked at Yang Guozhong's movements in a daze, and kept repeating the sentence in his mouth: "Please, save An'an, please, save An'an" (to be continued......)

PS: Tu Yu: The order of these two is reversed, please pay attention to the point when you look at it. I'm sorry for the inconvenience