When they heard Chu Yuan's words, all the women were stunned.

"I'm damn!" they suddenly let out an exclamation, and they all rushed into Chu Yuan's arms, and the six women had already hugged Chu Yuan tightly, trembling with fright.

Chen Ailing's eyes widened and she looked at Chu Yuan blankly: "Chu...... Chu Yuan, I'm cowardly, don't scare me, was it really seven just now?"

Chu Yuan asked, "Have you gone?"

Chen Ailing shook her head: "I've always been with you." ”

Chu Yuan frowned: "That's it, not counting you, it was seven people who scared Li Xiangping just now, I thought you found seven." ”

"Mom, I'm going home!"

"Send me home quickly!" Several women were all scared and cried, and they hugged Chu Yuan frantically, and one of them had already ridden Chu Yuan's neck.

Chu Yuan put a few women down, hurriedly rushed to the side of the courtyard, and shouted: "Chen Zixuan, I know it's you, you come out, I have something to say to you!"

Chu Yuan shouted in the courtyard.

At this time, Ma Cheng woke up, but he quickly closed his eyes again and didn't dare to move.

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"Chen Zixuan!" Chu Yuan called out again.

The courtyard was silent, and no one responded.

At this time, not far from the Chen family's old house, behind an abandoned unfinished wall, a woman was panting quietly, opening her small mouth and panting constantly.

She hid her hair and leaned against the wall gasping.

"Chen Zixuan, come out, I know it's you. A voice rang out in her ear.

Chen Zixuan poked her head over and glanced into the courtyard of the Chen family, but she didn't know those people, so it was impossible for her to show up.

Chen Zixuan was wearing a patched skirt, she had a pure appearance, a good figure, and she looked very simple, without the arrogance of other women.

But she has a lot of immature beauty, as well as a mature atmosphere.

"Chen Zixuan, listen to me, my name is Chu Yuan, my mother's name is Chen Qiu, your father Chen Tianhai is my uncle, and I am your cousin. Hear me and come out. ”

Chu Yuan's voice continued to come.

Chen Zixuan sneered, over the years, what have those people not done in order to kill them all?

What conspiracy didn't work?

She sat there and rested for a moment, then quickly climbed over the wall and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Chen Zixuan no longer trusts anyone.

Chu Yuan searched for a long time but didn't find it, and finally had to give up and leave the Chen family's old house with Chen Ailing and them.

......

Late at night.

Yuancheng slum, in a residential building in Eighteen Bay.

Passed through twelve corridors and rounded thirteen intersections.

This is the most chaotic place in Yuancheng, the houses are all old houses of the last century, and the inside is twisted and turned, which is called the eighteen bends, and the streets and alleys are intricate.

"Grandma. ”

Chen Zixuan opened the door of a house and walked in from the outside.

She turned on the light.

In a small house of less than ten square meters, a small bed and a stool were tightly placed, the light was dim, and on the bed lay an old lady of about seventy years old, with a weak body and a dull look.

"Zixuan, are you back?" a weak voice sounded.

Chen Zixuan nodded and hung the coat on the wall.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed the old lady's hand: "Grandma, I'll go cook for you." ”

The old lady grabbed her and held her tightly.

Chen Zixuan looked at her grandmother with a puzzled face. She opened her eyes weakly and looked at Chen Zixuan: "Zixuan, grandma's time is running out." ”

"Don't say that, grandma. Chen Zixuan's eyes were red, and she hid her tears.

"You leave me here, you go. ”

Chen Zixuan shook her head.

The old lady closed her eyes and shed a few tears: "Zixuan, listen to grandma, leave me here, you go out to find a good man to marry, and live your life in peace in the future, forget all this, okay? ”

Chen Zixuan still shook her head.

For as long as she can remember, she has been with her grandmother Jiang Yuehong, who raised her and fled with her.

When she grew up, her grandmother had breast cancer, and Chen Zixuan took her around to seek medical treatment, spending all her scholarships and spending all her money. Grandma said she wanted to be closer to home, closer to Chen's house.

Chen Zixuan took her to Yuancheng.

They have lived together for twenty years, and as she grows up, what happened to the Chen family has become a serious illness in her heart, which can never be erased.

She would often return to the Chen family's old house, and sometimes when someone entered, she would pretend to be a ghost to scare the other party.

She felt that staying in the Chen family's old house was like being in the arms of her parents, she would be quiet for a while, and her heart would not be so painful.

Dozens of members of the Chen family, old and young, and even infants, were all washed in blood.

Jiang Yuehong escaped with her, and she became the only person in the Chen family.

Now she is suffering from her grandmother's illness alone.

She may be stronger than other women.

......

"I just met a person in the old mansion, he said that he is the son of Aunt Chen Qiu, his name is Chu Yuan. ”

Holding back her tears, Chen Zixuan sat quietly.

Her face was full of hatred.

But again, his face was full of helplessness.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuehong turned her head slightly: "What did you say? He is Xiaoqiu's son? Does Xiaoqiu have a son? Does Xiaoqiu really have a child?"

Because of the fear of being hunted down, Chen Qiu was incognito and had never lived as a woman of the Chen family, and at that time, Jiang Yuehong had already separated from her.

They searched for many years, but they couldn't find it.

Chen Zixuan took a deep breath: "Over the years, I haven't told my grandmother because I'm afraid that you will be uncomfortable. Actually, after we came to Yuancheng, I found out that Aunt Chen Qiu had a son named Chu Yuan. ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Yuehong opened her mouth wide.

"But he's a fool!"

Jiang Yuehong was even more shocked. "Silly...... Fool?"

Chen Zixuan wiped her tears and replied: "My aunt has passed away, and she was buried in the cemetery on the outskirts of Yuancheng, I went to see her that time. Aunt Chen Qiu's son, on the day she died, was stupid. ”

Jiang Yuehong grabbed Chen Zixuan's hand: "Zixuan, why don't you go to see him, why don't you bring him back?"

Chen Zixuan shook her head: "I haven't seen him, I don't know what he looks like, and I don't dare to go to him, I'm afraid that those people are still looking for us." ”

"God, do you really want my Chen family to die?" Jiang Yuehong covered her face with her hands and cried.

Chen Zixuan was also crying, but she could only be strong at this time.

She wiped her tears several times and said, "Grandma, don't think too much. We will also stay in Yuancheng for a while, I will send you to the hospital tomorrow, I will find a job in Yuancheng, maybe one day, I will be able to meet Chu Yuan. ”