Chapter 114: Buying a child

"Miss? Miss? Forsythia hurriedly held the body of the light boat, Wan Chongshan heard the movement, and hurriedly strode back to the light boat, seeing that there were tears in the corners of her eyes, her face was pale, and Wan Chongshan's heart was like a knife, and he only held her in his arms.

Wan Chongshan let go of his fingers, and Ning's body slid to the ground, and along with her body, there was a light boat not far away.

"Yue'er, listen to me, I will find Xiaobao, and I will definitely find him for you." Wan Chongshan stroked her face and made her look straight at herself.

"Miss? Miss? Forsythia hurriedly held the body of the light boat, Wan Chongshan heard the movement, and hurriedly strode back to the light boat, seeing that there were tears in the corners of her eyes, her face was pale, and Wan Chongshan's heart was like a knife, and he only held her in his arms.

"Yue'er, listen to me, I will find Xiaobao, and I will definitely find him for you." Wan Chongshan stroked her face and made her look straight at herself.

Qingzhou shook her head, tears rolling down, her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "She killed him"

Looking at the child and her own relatives, Yang's heart only liked was full of joy, she looked at her husband and said; "Her father, let's give the baby a name."

"In order to make us sad, she naturally said something to the heart, Yue'er, you believe me, our little treasure is still in the world, even if it is on the knife mountain and the sea of fire, I will find him for you!" Wan Chongshan's voice was sonorous and powerful, listening to Qingzhou's ears, only a little hope was reunited in her scattered heart, she looked at the man in front of her with teary eyes, and called out his name; "Heavy Mountain"

The child was wearing coarse cloth clothes, revealing a small face with clear eyebrows and fair skin, although he was dressed roughly, but he looked like a boy in the New Year's painting, which made people like it.

"I'm here." Wan Chongshan tightened his grip on her slender waist.

"I can't live without Xiaobao" Qingzhou whimpered, a heartache almost dying.

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The man couldn't stand the pleading of his mother-in-law, so he carefully took out the silver bag from his trouser pocket and handed it to the second brother at the price agreed in advance.

"Mother, this doll will be our brother in the future?"

"I know, trust me, you won't lose him, trust me." Wan Chongshan caressed her slender shoulders, and kept comforting, seeing that there was only Qingzhou in Wan Chongshan's eyes, and even Wan Mu on the side was snubbed by him, Wen Minyi looked at all this, and lowered her eyes silently.

The child was wearing coarse cloth clothes, revealing a small face with clear eyebrows and fair skin, although he was dressed roughly, but he looked like a boy in the New Year's painting, which made people like it.

Xu is road is too difficult to walk, how can a child who has just turned one year old withstand such torture, he has already cried, a thin man on the side listened to the child's cry, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap it, and slapped it on the child's delicate little face, "Cry, cry, cry, all day long, I know how to cry!" ”

"Mother, this doll will be our brother in the future?"

The mountain road is rough, and an ox cart is struggling to drive on the road.

"In order to make us sad, she naturally said something to the heart, Yue'er, you believe me, our little treasure is still in the world, even if it is on the knife mountain and the sea of fire, I will find him for you!" Wan Chongshan's voice was sonorous and powerful, listening to Qingzhou's ears, only a little hope was reunited in her scattered heart, she looked at the man in front of her with teary eyes, and called out his name; "Heavy Mountain"

Thinking of falling here, the second brother put his mind at ease and only led the fourth brother to leave Lotus Village overnight.

Xu is road is too difficult to walk, how can a child who has just turned one year old withstand such torture, he has already cried, a thin man on the side listened to the child's cry, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap it, and slapped it on the child's delicate little face, "Cry, cry, cry, all day long, I know how to cry!" ”

"Second brother, what are you kidding with me, just by virtue of this kid, can he be the son of the palace?" After speaking, the fourth child glanced at Wan Xiaobao, looked at the child's handsome appearance, but also had some doubts, and said; "If he is really a son, then what do the people in the palace eat? Hundreds of people can't look at a child? ”

The child was wearing coarse cloth clothes, revealing a small face with clear eyebrows and fair skin, although he was dressed roughly, but he looked like a boy in the New Year's painting, which made people like it.

The child seemed to be stunned by this slap, he stopped crying, and only sat there in a daze, with big watery eyes, looking very pitiful.

"Fourth, this kid has a strange background, let's get rid of it as soon as possible, don't get into trouble." Listening to the scolding behind him, a sturdy man driving the car turned his head and said to the thin man known as the "fourth child".

"Second brother, what is the origin of this kid, why does the eldest brother want us to take him to this place where birds don't?" The fourth frowned.

"Yue'er, listen to me, I will find Xiaobao, and I will definitely find him for you." Wan Chongshan stroked her face and made her look straight at herself.

"From now on, this child is your son, but look at it, don't blame us for not reminding you, you can't let him go out and show his face in the past two years, if this happens, he will be seen by his biological parents"

The man driving the car was silent for a moment before he spoke; "This kid is the little prince of Zhenbei Wangfu."

"Second brother, what are you kidding with me, just by virtue of this kid, can he be the son of the palace?" After speaking, the fourth child glanced at Wan Xiaobao, looked at the child's handsome appearance, but also had some doubts, and said; "If he is really a son, then what do the people in the palace eat? Hundreds of people can't look at a child? ”

The man driving turned his head to him and made a look, signaling him to get out of the car with the child, the fourth grabbed the child with one hand, and tightly covered the child's mouth with the other hand, and followed the second brother as if carrying a chicken, and came to the entrance of a farmhouse with him, the second brother knocked on the door, and it didn't take long to hear a sound of rustling inside, followed by footsteps, someone opened the door from the inside, revealing a peasant couple.

"Not long after we left Jingshi, we met the people sent by the King of Zhenbei, and those people were looking for a one-year-old boy, the eldest brother had seen the portrait of the child, and he had nine images with this kid."

Wan Xiaobao lay in Yang's arms, and slowly stopped crying under Yang's comfort, the little child seemed to be able to perceive that the woman in front of him really loved him, almost out of the nature of a child, so that he couldn't help but snuggle towards Yang.

"Second brother, what are you kidding with me, just by virtue of this kid, can he be the son of the palace?" After speaking, the fourth child glanced at Wan Xiaobao, looked at the child's handsome appearance, but also had some doubts, and said; "If he is really a son, then what do the people in the palace eat? Hundreds of people can't look at a child? ”

"Then why don't we send this child to the King of Zhenbei? If he is really the son of the world, will we not be able to get a great reward? ”

"Go, go, go back to sleep." The middle-aged man who looked honest waved his hand at the three girls, and the peasant woman's eyes kept falling on Xiaobao and never left.

"You know what? We kidnapped his son, and you thought he would let us go? Let's send the child back, aren't we throwing ourselves into the net? ”

When the fourth child heard this, he suddenly felt that this was reasonable, he stepped forward and leaned in, and said; "What does the eldest brother mean, he wants the two of us brothers to sell this child to this mountain nest, so that the king of Zhenbei can never find this baby pimple again?"

The mountain road is rough, and an ox cart is struggling to drive on the road.

"Well, that's exactly what Big Brother means." The stout man said, also glanced at the child, and sighed; "This is a hot potato, it's better to get rid of it early."

"Second brother, since this is the case, why don't we make this kid? Why do you spend so much money? ”

As soon as the fourth child finished speaking, the man called "Second Brother" glared at him fiercely, "Are you looking for death?" If the incident happens in the future, we just kidnap the son of the king of Zhenbei, and at most we will lose our heads, but if we kill this kid, it will be the crime of the Nine Clans, and even the mother-in-law and the child will die! ”

Hearing this, the fourth child's heart was cold, and he suddenly didn't dare to squeak, and after a while, the fourth child whispered; "It's a hot potato."

Wan Xiaobao has been living in the palm of his hand since he was born, and the entire palace has held him to the sky, how could he have been so wronged? Just after being slapped by the fourth child, Wan Xiaobao was almost beaten, and after a while, he came back to his senses, and after coming back to his senses, the child let out a heart-rending cry, only crying more than just now.

"Don't cry!" The thin man listened to his cry, and saw that the ox cart had entered the village, and was afraid that the child's cry would wake up the villagers, so he slowly covered the child's mouth, remembering the child's identity, and finally did not dare to scratch him with his big ears.

The man driving turned his head to him and made a look, signaling him to get out of the car with the child, the fourth grabbed the child with one hand, and tightly covered the child's mouth with the other hand, and followed the second brother as if carrying a chicken, and came to the entrance of a farmhouse with him, the second brother knocked on the door, and it didn't take long to hear a sound of rustling inside, followed by footsteps, someone opened the door from the inside, revealing a peasant couple.

The couple led the second brother and his party into the house, and as soon as they entered the house, they saw that the three girls all poked their heads out of the back room, and looked at the hall with curiosity.

"Go, go, go back to sleep." The middle-aged man who looked honest waved his hand at the three girls, and the peasant woman's eyes kept falling on Xiaobao and never left.

"The old rule, one hand to pay, the other hand to deliver." The second brother opened his mouth angrily.

"Well, you have to see the child first." The peasant woman said timidly, seeing Wan Xiaobao being held by the fourth child, and her pitiful appearance was distressed, and she was about to step forward and take the child from the fourth child.

"If you want a son, take the money out first." The old man's eyes showed a fierce look, and after he reprimanded him, the peasant woman retracted her hand.

The peasant man looked at Wan Xiaobao's clever and lovely energy, and he already liked it very much, they had been married for many years, and they had no children under their knees, only gave birth to three girls, and they had been ridiculed by the villagers.

"Her father," the peasant woman looked at her husband with a pleading look in her eyes.

The second brother nodded, remembering that this place was desolate and remote, mountain after mountain, and even the locals got lost from time to time, not to mention that it was thousands of miles away from the capital division, even if the north palace of the town was vast, it would definitely not be possible to find it here.

"You know what? We kidnapped his son, and you thought he would let us go? Let's send the child back, aren't we throwing ourselves into the net? ”

The peasant man looked at Wan Xiaobao's clever and lovely energy, and he already liked it very much, they had been married for many years, and they had no children under their knees, only gave birth to three girls, and they had been ridiculed by the villagers.

The man couldn't stand the pleading of his mother-in-law, so he carefully took out the silver bag from his trouser pocket and handed it to the second brother at the price agreed in advance.

The second brother weighed the weight of the silver money, and glanced at the fourth child behind him, the fourth child understood in his heart, and sent the child forward, the peasant woman hurriedly hugged Wan Xiaobao in her arms, and looked at the child crying with tears, the peasant woman only raised her sleeves in distress, wiped the tears from the child's face, and kept coaxing softly.

"The old rule, one hand to pay, the other hand to deliver." The second brother opened his mouth angrily.

"No news yet?" Wanzhongshan's face was deep and his voice was low.

The man driving turned his head to him and made a look, signaling him to get out of the car with the child, the fourth grabbed the child with one hand, and tightly covered the child's mouth with the other hand, and followed the second brother as if carrying a chicken, and came to the entrance of a farmhouse with him, the second brother knocked on the door, and it didn't take long to hear a sound of rustling inside, followed by footsteps, someone opened the door from the inside, revealing a peasant couple.

"From now on, this child is your son, but look at it, don't blame us for not reminding you, you can't let him go out and show his face in the past two years, if this happens, he will be seen by his biological parents"

"We all know." The man resigned to his mouth.

The middle-aged man looked at the fair-skinned and handsome boy, and his heart was also happy, he shook the child's little hand, took two puffs of cigarette, and said; "We already have an eldest sister, a second girl, a third girl, this doll, let's call the fourth brother."

"Yue'er, listen to me, I will find Xiaobao, and I will definitely find him for you." Wan Chongshan stroked her face and made her look straight at herself.

The second brother nodded, remembering that this place was desolate and remote, mountain after mountain, and even the locals got lost from time to time, not to mention that it was thousands of miles away from the capital division, even if the north palace of the town was vast, it would definitely not be possible to find it here.

Thinking of falling here, the second brother put his mind at ease and only led the fourth brother to leave Lotus Village overnight.

After watching the two leave, the three girls of the Zhu family ran out of the back room one after another, looking at the boy in their mother's arms with curiosity.

Looking at the child and her own relatives, Yang's heart only liked was full of joy, she looked at her husband and said; "Her father, let's give the baby a name."

"Mother, this doll will be our brother in the future?"

"Mother, my brother is so handsome, just like the villain in the painting."

"Mother, is my brother hungry, do you want us to get him something to eat?"

"Not long after we left Jingshi, we met the people sent by the King of Zhenbei, and those people were looking for a one-year-old boy, the eldest brother had seen the portrait of the child, and he had nine images with this kid."

The third brother girl was gossiping, reaching out from time to time to touch Wan Xiaobao's little hands and face, and the Yang family hugged Wan Xiaobao's body very rarely, and scolded her daughters; "Go, go, you can't get him like this."

Wan Xiaobao lay in Yang's arms, and slowly stopped crying under Yang's comfort, the little child seemed to be able to perceive that the woman in front of him really loved him, almost out of the nature of a child, so that he couldn't help but snuggle towards Yang.

Looking at the child and her own relatives, Yang's heart only liked was full of joy, she looked at her husband and said; "Her father, let's give the baby a name."

The middle-aged man looked at the fair-skinned and handsome boy, and his heart was also happy, he shook the child's little hand, took two puffs of cigarette, and said; "We already have an eldest sister, a second girl, a third girl, this doll, let's call the fourth brother."

"Fourth brother, fourth brother Zhu!" Yang teased Wan Xiaobao in his arms, and a relieved smile appeared on his face, which looked old because of poverty, and smiled at the child in his arms; "We're famous, too!"

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The second brother nodded, remembering that this place was desolate and remote, mountain after mountain, and even the locals got lost from time to time, not to mention that it was thousands of miles away from the capital division, even if the north palace of the town was vast, it would definitely not be possible to find it here.

"Second brother, since this is the case, why don't we make this kid? Why do you spend so much money? ”

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"Not long after we left Jingshi, we met the people sent by the King of Zhenbei, and those people were looking for a one-year-old boy, the eldest brother had seen the portrait of the child, and he had nine images with this kid."

As soon as the fourth child finished speaking, the man called "Second Brother" glared at him fiercely, "Are you looking for death?" If the incident happens in the future, we just kidnap the son of the king of Zhenbei, and at most we will lose our heads, but if we kill this kid, it will be the crime of the Nine Clans, and even the mother-in-law and the child will die! ”

Tang Mingsheng and a group of soldiers knelt in front of Wanzhong Mountain, and everyone's faces were full of atmosphere and they didn't dare to come out.

"No news yet?" Wanzhongshan's face was deep and his voice was low.

"Lord Qiqi, Jingshi and the surrounding towns have sent people to search, but they still haven't found anything, and there has never been a whereabouts of Xiao Shizi." Tang Mingsheng said, only lowering his head in shame.

"Have you found those people?" Wan Chongshan asked again.

The mountain road is rough, and an ox cart is struggling to drive on the road.

"At the mouth of the river, all those people have been captured, but among the children who can be saved, there is no Xiao Shizi, and we have also tortured those people in the Jingshi, but they all say that they have never seen Xiao Shizi."