Cheng Wenkai whispered to the police officer at the station, "If Dong Mingming does anything rash again, try to stall her."
After Cheng Wenkai finished speaking, he slowly pulled Cheng Yousuo back. "Captain Cheng, I need a gun. Go quickly!" After saying that, Cheng Wenkai looked around to find the best shooting position.
The village militia are all armed. Police officers don't carry guns unless they are conducting an operation.
Li Yuanzhao heard Cheng Wenkai's words, and her mind raced. How could she stall Dong Mingming?
The neighbor brought some cornbread, but no one dared to approach.
Li Yuanzhao took the steamed bun and slowly walked forward.
Dong Mingming didn't dare let Li Yuanzhao get too close. "Put it in front, all of you step back."
Li Yuanzhao put down the cornbread, and everyone stepped back.
"Useless! You forgot to ask Song Yan for help after just a few cornbread buns? Song Yan's family still has meat!"
Everyone was too frightened to make a sound, and this sentence stood out abruptly in the silence.
"Useless!" The mere mention of Song Yan's name instantly triggered Dong Mingming. Her hand, which was reaching for the steamed bun, froze. "Song Yan! Where's Song Yan?!"
Dong Mingming had one hand around Ji Xiaochun's neck and the other holding a kitchen knife. She tried to grab a steamed bun, but switched hands. Provoked, she stopped trying to grab the bun. "Song Yan, let her handle it." Dong Mingming, still holding the knife, pressed it directly against Ji Xiaochun's neck.
Everyone else would be terrified.
Police officer: "Dong Mingming, put down the knife right now!"
Li Yuanzhao: "The one who spoke just now was Cheng Yi's mother. You've heard about the feud between her family and Song Yan, right? She's using you! Don't fall for it."
Dong Mingming heard this and paused slightly.
Li Yuanzhao: "Are you back to normal now? That's great! Now that you're back to normal, you don't need to tell your parents you were sick anymore, right? It'll save them from worrying about you, won't it?"
Dong Mingming: "I'm not crazy!" Dong Mingming's memory of those days was still blurry, and she also wanted to know what was wrong with her.
Distracted by his thoughts, Dong Mingming loosened his grip on Ji Xiaochun's knife, and Ji Xiaochun used all her strength to push Dong Mingming's arm away and run forward...
In a panic, Dong Mingming raised her hand and slashed...
That's it, everyone thought, and the timid ones closed their eyes in fear.
The police officers rushed over, but it was too late…
Cheng Wenkai, who had just climbed onto the roof with his gun, didn't even have time to aim...
"ah!"
An arrow flew through the air, its gleaming tip piercing Dong Mingming's wrist. The arrow's force was immense, causing Dong Mingming to fall to the ground, and the kitchen knife also hit the floor.
The officers from the police station rushed over and twisted Dong Mingming's uninjured arm.
Who shot the arrow? Everyone looked over and saw Song Yan jump down from the tree.
Captain Wu was so frightened that his legs went weak. He had been wondering why Song Yan had disappeared after leaving the brigade with them.
Song Yan ran home quickly and grabbed his bow and arrows.
Aunt Wei cherished the hunting gear she used for hunting. She would always check on these items whenever she went into the storeroom. That's why Song Yan didn't store them in his spatial storage.
From behind Ji Dagang's house, using the wall as cover, they made their way to the big poplar tree.
Song Yan climbed up the poplar tree; its lush foliage provided perfect shade for her…
The arrow was still stuck in Dong Mingming's wrist, and with a lot of blood drawn, the scene was quite shocking.
Song Yan walked up to Cheng Yi's mother and said, "What you just said almost killed Ji Xiaochun."
Cheng Yiniang dared not speak now.
The arrow was too bright, the blood too red. If Cheng Yiniang said another word, the arrow might be embedded in her own body.
The old lady shook her head without saying a word.
Those who realized what had happened were furious.
"Who is that person? No wonder he raised such a son."
"How could they let such a bad person go?"
"Slap, slap!" Two extremely loud slaps.
If it weren't for Song Yan, who grabbed her by the collar, she would have been slapped to the ground.
"I made this for Ji Xiaochun." Song Yan glanced at the girl who was still trembling in Jiang Xiaoxiao's arms.
It's not uncommon for people in the village to fight; it's mostly young people fighting with each other, people of the same generation fighting with people of the same generation.
This was the first time young people had ever hit an old woman like this. Especially when they saw Cheng Yi's mother spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, with two teeth still inside, everyone felt a sense of satisfaction…
Song Yan grabbed his bow and arrows and ran out of the house. His mother-in-law was worried! She went home first…
Secretary Fang was also on edge, having received a call from Deputy Division Commander Zhao. Wei Aiguo was injured, with a broken left arm and a fractured left leg. It certainly wasn't life-threatening, and after recovery, it wouldn't have any long-term effects. But could the army commander handle it?
After seeing Wei Aiguo's photo, his headache persisted for three days.
He was convinced it was his son, and naturally overjoyed to have found him. But what about the suffering his son had endured? What about all those years of separation? His guilt as a failed father couldn't alleviate it...
He had hoped the news from the Qingshan Brigade would put his mind at ease, but then Wei Aiguo got injured again!
As Secretary Fang had predicted, Commander Shen was provoked again. And he couldn't openly go see him. He couldn't just run up to Wei Aiguo and say, "You're not surnamed Wei, you're my son Shen Qian, aren't you?"
Wei Aiguo probably never imagined that he was an adopted son of the Wei family!
Commander Shen rubbed his head in distress, "What can I do for him?"
Secretary Fang: "First, Lao Zhao said he's informed his wife, and someone will take care of her. Besides, with Song Yan's medical skills, you don't need to worry."
Second, didn't you, as Song Yan's uncle, prepare a gift for him? If you want to give Shen Qian anything, just send it over along with the gift!
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