The scent of soap lingered around his nose, and Song Guoliang's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll. Something was not in his control... With a dark face, he quickly left the room without saying a word.
Listening to the sound of water splashing outside, Du Xiaoying's cheeks flushed and she gritted her teeth secretly, "This person..."
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The next day, the mother, daughter and her two children walked to the side and collected firewood in a hurry.
As the sky got darker, people began to walk back down the mountain, looking around as they walked. Occasionally, if they came across something left behind, the children would run to pick it up, and whoever picked it up first would get it.
"Mom, look, I picked up a few more."
Erya ran very fast, waving the branch as thick as her fingers proudly in her hand.
Du Xiaoying smiled and nodded, "Erya, why do I feel like you're running faster and faster?"
"I think you seemed to be farther away just now." Daya turned around and gestured.
Erya scratched her head, "Hey, it must be because of exercising with Dad every morning recently."
Speaking of which, in recent days, the father and daughter get up early in the morning, run around the river first, and then do some boxing in the yard.
“Ahem…”
A heart-wrenching cough sounded.
Du Xiaoying glanced sideways and saw from afar a child carrying a backpack bigger than himself, nervously and worriedly supporting an old man who was holding a wooden stick and coughing with a bent back. It was obvious that he was seriously ill.
The little boy raised his head suddenly, their eyes met, paused, and then looked away quickly.
"mom?"
"Oh, here it comes."
Du Xiaoying responded and quickly followed Daya and Erya in front of her. Her mind was full of those black eyes that were filled with fear and a hint of pleading, and her mood was very complicated.
The night is dark, cicadas and insects are chirping, and the evening breeze is blowing.
After struggling for a whole night, Du Xiaoying finally left quietly.
A small bundle of things, tied tightly with hay and stones, was thrown into a cowshed that was smelly and infested with mosquitoes.
“Bang—”
The dull sound of something falling, like a loud bang in the silent night, interrupted the incessant coughing in the cowshed.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Du Xiaoying nervously covered her violently beating heart, turned around and ran away.
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