214, the farmer's mother raised eight sons 138

At this moment, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon of the system time, and the crowd of people who were setting up stalls outside had already packed up and left one after another, except for the soldiers standing guard at the huge city gate, only Ye Bing was left standing there with a donkey.

I don't know where those two people went in the carriage, and now they haven't returned.

If you can't save the two children from the traffickers, you can't go into the mountains to find the other children, and your anxious heart has to wait patiently, and it's useless to be anxious at the moment.

There is still a lot of time to consume physical strength later, in order to ensure that there will be no possibility of the body falling down, she swallowed a few buns to fill her stomach, but the taste did not come out, and she almost choked herself to death several times.

The soldiers at the city gate were also bored when they were standing, so they gathered together to point at the old woman, gossiping and guessing what she was waiting for there.

When the sky began to darken, a kind soldier shouted, "Auntie standing there, do you want to enter the city, the city gate will be closed soon." ”

Hearing the news, Ye Bing's brows furrowed, and he could no longer calm his expression, as if he had lost his life, but he still thanked the soldier for his kindness with the last trace of reason, "Thank you, I won't go into the city." ”

The soldier looked at her and shook his head, ignoring the fact that he began to close the door.

She didn't find the carriage, she didn't find the two men who kidnapped her children, and now that the two children are gone, should she abandon them and go to the mountains? Or do you want to stay here and wait?

No one gave her an answer, so she had to make the right choice herself.

The eldest son and the second son are also teenagers now, and the others are more or less martial arts, not to mention defeating any enemies, there should be no problem in self-preservation.

After hesitation, the pace of progress stopped, and it was at this moment that a familiar carriage appeared.

"Official, wait, we're going into the city!"

The obvious facial features of the scar man made Ye Bing recognize him for the first time, and then he didn't hesitate to get on the donkey cart and rush up quickly.

"Phew~"

The man with the scar reacted quickly, and the moment he saw that he was about to collide with the donkey cart, he immediately stopped the carriage, and with the neighing of the horse's hooves, the carriage stopped steadily in place.

"You crazy woman don't want to die, do you?" The scar man was frightened by the accident that happened just now, and he almost didn't earn enough money to almost add medical expenses.

"Give me back the baby!" Ye Bing didn't talk too much nonsense with him, and said straight to the point.

"You have a sick brain, look for a child to find my head, do you think Lao Tzu is a person who will have children with a woman like you?" The scar man was obviously a little surprised that someone came to the door to ask for a child, but he quickly yelled without changing his face.

"I'll give you three ways, first, release my two children, second, I'll send you to the government, and third, the fish will die and the net will be broken, and see if life is worth or silver." Ye Bing said these words with a burst of anger in her heart, the break did not have any intention of looking back, she raised her eyes and looked at them coldly, just like looking at a dead person, without any emotions mixed in it, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Your child is in my hands, so you are not afraid that we will kill your child first." The scar man also began to threaten the old woman in front of him with his child, although he felt useless in his heart, but how could he know if he didn't try.

"Three lives to let you traffickers die, it's worth it!" Ye Bing didn't coax, and the donkey cart he was driving was also ready to move, as long as he dared to say a word, she would drive the donkey cart into it, not a battery car produced by the system, she still lost.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal ones are afraid of the dead, the lifeless ones are afraid of the mentally ill, and Ye Bing is the one who is suspected of having a brain disease in the eyes of the scar man at the moment.