The Old Lady Reborn in the 1970s: The Adopted Daughter’s Life, Cut by the Knife

In her previous life, the elderly woman, suffering from cancer, had just transferred her assets to her daughter when the daughter turned on her, kicking her out of the house. Only then did she real...

Chapter 291 Northwest, Malicious Assault Incident (1/2)

Yu Mingxiang had practically torn that man's heart apart.

"mother!"

She turned to look at Old Lady Gu, gritting her teeth, and said, "I suddenly feel that our fire poker isn't long enough or thick enough, so it definitely won't hurt enough when we hit someone!"

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Gu exclaimed, "!!!"

They understood instantly.

"It's okay, I'll find one that's thick and long later!"

She patted her chest and said, "I guarantee I'll beat that bastard so badly that I won't even recognize him!"

This is going to kill me!

What terrible things did she do to give birth to such an unlucky son?

It's one thing for his children to get along with other people, but how could he even dare to do that to his wife...?

He dares to do even that...

What a terrible thing!

Grandma Gu was so angry that she pouted.

Yu Mingxiang: "..."

Hearing her mother-in-law say that made her feel a little better.

What can you do if you're upset?

Things have already come to this.

She only had three children, and two of them have already been taken away!

Now, only those in the far northwest are still relatively safe.

Yu Mingxiang: ...

In both her past and present lives, she never imagined that one day she would be worried about having her son snatched away again!

But this time...

She was genuinely worried!

It's one thing if one or two are robbed, but according to Mei Fang, even her infant grandson, who is crying for milk, has been targeted?

this……

Why are you staring at a baby?

What kind of weirdo did she marry?

If only I had known...

If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have worried about Gu Guanhai's life or death at all!

However, Yu Mingxiang quickly reconciled with herself.

After all, she has many children.

Two were stolen, leaving a pair.

With that in mind, Yu Mingxiang suppressed her anger towards Gu Guanhai and went about her business.

We have no choice but to do it.

Her pharmaceutical factory is clearly growing bigger and bigger, and she now has dozens of workers to support!

Once those workers entered her pharmaceutical factory, they would only go to work in the fields during the busy farming season in the village, so their work points were naturally pitifully few.

If the pharmaceutical company cannot generate enough profit to pay their wages, then the food they receive will not be enough to feed their families.

Yu Mingxiang thought that her eldest son and daughter-in-law, who lived far away in the Northwest, were still hers alone. She composed herself and went about her business, but little did she know…

The research institute base is located far in the northwest.

In the vast, barren desert.

A slightly colored jeep sped by, kicking up a trail of dust.

up.

The jeep stopped at the entrance of the research institute base, and a young man with a buzz cut got out of the driver's seat and opened the rear door.

A middle-aged man with a straight back got off the bus.

Because it involves scientific research secrets, the checks at the entrance of the base are particularly strict.

Normally, when someone comes, just verifying their identity and registering them takes at least half an hour, but...

After the middle-aged man got out of the car, the sentries at the base gate immediately stood at attention and saluted.

What kind of inspection?

What kind of registration?

It doesn't exist!

Huo Yanping's face is the trademark of the Northwest Travelers.

"Greetings, Commander Huo!"

"Commander Huo, you've worked hard."

As the leader of the Northwest Garrison, Huo Yanping may have a dignified and imposing appearance, but he is actually very kind.

"Okay, okay."

He greeted the sentries and then spontaneously walked to the registration table, signed his name in the register, and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm not here to inspect the work or urge the progress of the research. I'm just visiting a relative. It's a private matter."

The sentry, upon hearing this, asked, "??"

The hand holding the phone, which was about to contact the director, froze in mid-air.

Private matters?

This incredibly busy man, known as the "Northwest Dragon" who is rarely seen, actually came to their base for personal matters.

Is this normal?