Wen Anze, who knelt on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, looked blankly at the wooden bed close at hand, and said to himself as if he was stupid: "It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this, why would it be like this?"

As if to confirm his words, Wen Anze rolled up his sleeves, grabbed his arm with red eyes and said: "Wen Anze, this is a dream, it's a dream, wake up quickly, it's okay to wake up."

But no matter how painful he pinched and how much blood was left on his arm, this was still the scene in front of him.

Just when Wen Anze wanted to raise his hand and fan his face, Yang Guozhong, who was next to him, really couldn't stand it anymore, stopped Wen Anze, pulled him up from the ground and said softly: "An Ze, don't be like this, go and see your sister, An Hao doesn't have anything to do, the main thing is An An, I don't know what to do."

"I don't know what to say" Wen Anze opened his eyes angrily and suddenly pushed Yang Guozhong away, choking and roaring: "Don't talk nonsense, our An Hao and An An have nothing to do."

But after finishing speaking, Wen Anze suddenly looked like a child who had made a mistake, knelt at Yang Guozhong's feet, and begged: "Grandpa Yang, I was wrong, I was wrong, please, please, don't be like this, you must return my sister to me, please", after speaking, he kowtowed to Yang Guozhong a few times.

I have already seen Wen Anhao's hysteria, and now I see Wen Anze's emotions rise and fall like this, even Yang Guozhong, who is used to seeing life and death, can't help but redden.

The old man wiped his swollen eyes, picked up Wen Anze and comforted: "You go to see An An first, and the rest will be handed over to grandpa, grandpa, I will do my best."

Ultimately. Under the persuasion of Yang Guozhong, Wen Anze still hesitated to come to the bedside. But when I saw Wen An'an, who was bandaged from the eyes downward. He didn't even have the courage to go and see.

Wen Anze turned his head slowly, held his younger brother's shoulders and asked in a choked voice, "What are you doing?" Why did it become like this, An Hao, you tell me, what did it do?"

Wen Anhao, who was being swayed back and forth, raised his head in a daze, opened his still godless eyes, and repeated a sentence without ups and downs: "Please, save An An, please." Save An'an"

looks like a younger brother who has lost his soul, and then looks at his sister who is not human, Wen Anze, who has always been steady and introverted, couldn't bear it anymore, and stood there and cried heartbreakingly, crying and crying on the tips of the hearts of everyone present, and everyone in pain had red eyes.

When Wen Anze was standing at Yang's house, Widow Li in the village also hurried to Lin's house to report to Wen Qing'an and his wife.

"Master Wen, Sister Wen. Go to Yang's house."

In just a few words, the noise of the Lin family suddenly quieted down. Hearing that the person who came was calling him, Wen Qing'an and Wen hurriedly walked out of the crowd and rushed to Widow Li.

"Sister-in-law Li. What happened? ”

Widow Li looked at Wen Shi who was anxious, but she couldn't say anything. Do you want her to tell the two of them that your son and daughter were carried to Yang Lao's house covered in blood.

If she really said it. It is estimated that the couple can't even get out of the gate of the Lin family.

In desperation, Widow Li had no choice but to vaguely say: "The specific situation is me." I don't know very well, so you better go to Yang's house and have a look yourself."

looked at Widow Li's somewhat evasive eyes. Both husband and wife had an ominous premonition in their hearts, Wen endured a trembling voice, pulled Widow Li and said, "Sister-in-law, our family is safe, no, what happened to our family?" ”

Widow Li is also a mother, people say that both mothers and their babies have feelings, since Wen asked like this, he must have vaguely realized that something happened to his child. So she couldn't bear to let the couple hang their hearts anymore, so she had to say simply: "An Hao and An An seem to have an accident"

As soon as he heard that it was really his own child who had an accident, Wen Shi felt that it was suddenly dark in front of him, and then he shook it twice and was about to fall to the side. But fortunately, there was Wen Qing'an by her side, so she quickly helped her up, and comforted her: "Don't scare yourself first, Sister-in-law Li didn't say anything, it must be nothing serious, right", Wen Qing'an smiled a little reluctantly.

But there was no expected answer, only Widow Li's gradually reddening eyes.

Seeing each other like this, the two couldn't say a word anymore, just helped each other and ran towards Yang's house.

When the two of them came to Yang's house, they didn't even step into the courtyard gate, and they heard Wen Anze crying. Wen desperately grabbed Wen Qing'an's hand, and wanted to turn his head to say something to his father-in-law, but his mouth was a whimpering cry.

Wen Qing'an closed her eyes that were a little hot, opened them half-ringingly, nodded at Wen's, and then dragged her towards the house.

The crying sound coming from the room was like a sharp knife, and the footsteps of Wen Qing'an and his wife were scarred on the tip of their hearts. It was only a few dozen steps away, and it took them a cup of tea to walk and retreat.

However, no matter how far away you are, there will be a day when you will finish. What's more, it was just a few short steps, when Wen Qing'an and his wife came to the bedside and saw the situation of several children, both of them had gunpowder in their heads, and they exploded all at once, making their heads and ears buzz.

Wen Shi knelt on the side of the bed all of a sudden, put her trembling hands on Wen An'an's nose, and when she felt a faint breath, she dared to spit out the breath she had been holding, she carefully rubbed the white cloth on Wen An'an's face, and cried distressedly: "How can this be, how can this be, obviously this morning, it was fine, it shouldn't be like this"

Speaking of which, Wen actually hugged the unconscious Wen An and cried silently.

Yang Guozhong walked to Wen Qing'an's side, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Qing'an, no matter what, you have to hold on, this family depends on you now."

Irony, what a great irony. Yesterday he used these words to comfort Lin Shaoyu, but today another person told him to hold on for the sake of his family.

But ......, Wen Qing'an opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

Wen Qing'an stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and nodded at Yang Guozhong with difficulty. But how heavy these two gentle movements were, only he knew.

About an hour later, Yang Guozhong saw that the emotions of several people had slowly calmed down, and then he said softly to Wen Qing'an's family: "I took a look just now, An Hao is fine, just some skin injuries. As for An An."

As soon as the word 'An'an' came out, the eyes of several people immediately turned over.

Yang Guozhong saw that Wen Qing'an and they all looked at him, but he was a little speechless. After hesitating for a while, he slowly spoke: "An An's injuries are serious, and the most troublesome thing is that she still has a fever, if this situation continues."

Yang Guozhong didn't dare to say the latter words, although he usually informs the family of the worst consequences of the patient, but this time, he selfishly wants to give the family and even himself a hope.

But even so, Wen still understood what Yang Guozhong didn't say. She knelt and moved from the side of the bed to Yang Guozhong's feet, tugging at the hem of his clothes and crying: "Old Yang, I beg you, please you, save us An'an, please." We An'an are not even a year old, can't, can't...... I'm going to celebrate her first birthday, I'm going to make her longevity noodles, and I'm going to watch her catch Zhou. I, I, I have many, many things I want to do for my daughter, please."

The moment Wen knelt down, Yang Guozhong hurriedly pulled her up, but the mother refused to get up, as if this would increase a glimmer of hope.

Yang Guozhong stroked the crying like a child with his hand, and nodded chokedly: "An An will definitely be fine, nothing will happen."

But such a sentence also made Wen's cry even more.

When Lin Shaoyu came in, he saw such a scene. When he was outside, he had already learned some information from the villagers, but when he saw Wen An'an lying on the bed, he was still stunned on the spot in disbelief.

When Lin Shaoyu was still at a loss, Wen Qingan walked up to him and bowed deeply to him. When he raised his head for a moment, Lin Shaoyu even vaguely saw a trace of killing intent in Wen Qingan's eyes.

When Lin Shaoyu was still shocked by his discovery, Wen Qingan's cold voice rang out: "Village Chief Lin, I know that there is something going on in your family now, and I really shouldn't trouble you at this time, but please see that we have an acquaintance and help me catch the person who hurt my daughter."

This was the first time Wen Qing'an had called him the village chief so solemnly, but this 'village' was too heavy, and he really wished he had never heard it.

Lin Shaoyu nodded solemnly, then patted Wen Qing'an's shoulder and comforted Wen Qing'an in a deep voice: "I'll let the villagers go now, and I'll leave these to me."

Wen Qingan shook his head and said resolutely: "I must follow"

"Qing'an, don't do anything stupid, or ......"

Looking at Lin Shaoyu's somewhat anxious expression, Wen Qingan just said calmly: "Brother Lin, I won't do anything stupid, don't worry." I just want to get that guy."

Lin Shaoyu still knows Wen Qing'an's personality well, since he can say this, it shows that he knows what he is doing, and he will not really do anything that he and his family will regret.

Lin Shaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, but then found another problem.

"Who the hell did this?"

As soon as his words came out, he saw Wen Qing'an turn his head. Following the other party's line of sight, he noticed Wen Anhao who was sitting on the edge of the bed talking to himself.

Looking at Wen Anhao, who could only repeat one sentence repeatedly, Lin Shaoyu frowned, and just wanted to say something, but today he saw Wen Qingan's voice ringing in his ears: "Maybe An Hao knows how to go"

"But he can't say anything now, so let's wait for him to get better."

"No, even if it's for his own sake, he's going to get better today"

Looking at Wen Qing'an's sharp gaze, Lin Shaoyu swallowed the words he was about to blurt out. (To be continued......)