Lian Xiaomin herself has younger brothers and sisters, so when she saw the two young children in front of her, who looked so pitiful, she couldn't hold back her feelings and her heart softened all of a sudden.
The two little kids were dressed neatly and looked well taken care of.
But the weather is really cold. How can I not catch a cold lying on the ground in the wilderness?
She quickly picked up one, held it in her arms, and touched its forehead. The bigger one seemed to have a fever.
The little face was red and had traces of tears.
With a thought, he put the child into the space, placed him in a bedroom on the first floor, and laid him on the bed.
Then he picked up another one. Fortunately, the smaller baby didn't have a fever.
As soon as he was picked up, the little body immediately shrank into his arms, with one little hand still clutching his sleeve, looking for a little more warmth and security.
The pink little mouth moved, probably because it was hungry.
Lian Xiaomin stood up holding the baby in her arms. With a thought, she put the old man's body on the ground into the space and placed it in a small warehouse at the dock.
Later, we'll dig a hole in the woods and bury him.
There was also a bundle and an empty backpack on the ground over there, which should be used to carry children.
He put all these things and the electric scooter into the space, and then he went in carrying the child.
She went straight to the room on the first floor of the villa, where two small bodies were lying on the soft big bed.
First, prepare two bottles of milk powder and feed them to the two babies one after another.
Then I took his temperature, it was 38.2 degrees. I put a fever-reducing patch on his forehead and continued to observe him.
I guess he had a fever because he was frightened and cold.
Looking at the two babies who continued to sleep after drinking milk, it seems that they were really tired of crying. They raised their eyelids when drinking milk from the bottle just now, and they were not completely awake.
They took off their jackets and trousers, leaving them only in cotton underwear.
In order to prevent wetting the kang, each person put on a diaper, covered himself with a quilt and slept well.
Lian Xiaomin looked at her watch. It was 10:20 pm.
A trip to Shen Hanchao's house can only be done at night, not in broad daylight. Outsiders cannot be seen looking for his parents. His son is a wanted criminal, so he has to be extra cautious.
Why not make another trip overnight?
She took a shovel, left the space and went back to the woods. She found a place deep in the woods, swung the shovel and started digging the soil. Finally, she buried Old Mrs. Zheng here.
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Half an hour later, Mrs. Zheng was finally laid to rest.
Lian Xiaomin put away the shovel, went back to the space to wash his hands, then came out again with his electric scooter and returned to the city.
While riding a bike, he can use his mental power to keep an eye on the two little babies.
It was a very fast journey, and we reached the destination in just over 20 minutes.
At the edge of the city, I changed the electric scooter into a bicycle, and after changing the means of transportation, I continued on my way.
At eleven o'clock, we found Shen Hanchao's house in the Second Ring Road.
His father, Shen Yaowu, was a railway worker and lived not far from the train station. Shen Hanchao also explained in detail how to get there.
Lian Xiaomin rode her bicycle and found the place without any difficulty.
Before knocking on the door, he parked his bicycle aside. With a thought, two bags of flour and two bags of rice appeared on the ground, each weighing 100 kilograms.
There was also a large cloth bag containing twenty kilograms of cotton and two pieces of army green cotton cloth, each about ten meters long.
After putting the things away, Lian Xiaomin raised her hand and gently patted the gate.
She had already used her mental power to check in advance and found that the old couple did not live with their eldest son's family. There were only two people in the room, and they were fast asleep.
I knocked on the gate a few times and after waiting for a while, someone came out.
Sometimes, the unit needed to find him for something urgent and came in the middle of the night, so Shen Yaowu didn't think much about it, he just yawned and came out and opened the gate.
As a result, when I looked in the moonlight, I saw a young man under 20 years old standing outside the door. He looked energetic, but I didn't recognize him no matter how I looked at him.
"Who are you looking for?"
Lian Xiaomin asked in a low voice: "Are you Shen Yaowu? Qing Douzi asked me to come here, do you know?"
Qingdouzi is Chen Hanchao's nickname. His father called him that when he was a child. After he grew up and started school, he stopped calling him that. He always called him the third brother or the eldest son.
Shen Yaowu was originally sleepy, but when he heard this, he immediately became alert, his eyes widened, and he grabbed the other person's arm.
"Young man, Aomame is my old son! Come in quickly~"
It was late at night and everyone was asleep. He lowered his voice to a very low level, almost speaking with a hoarse throat, and then the two of them tacitly agreed not to say another word.
Lian Xiaomin pointed to four bags of grain and a large cloth bag on the ground, indicating that they should all be moved in.
Shen Yaowu leaned out and looked outside, only then did he see the things next to him.
Lian Xiaomin handed him the bag of cotton, which was the lightest.
She walked in carrying a bag of rice and flour in each hand. Two hundred kilograms of food at a time was no big deal for her.
She followed Shen Yaowu into an empty room on the side. It was very clean and tidy, with a kang, bedding and other things, but no one lived there.
Maybe it is Chen Hanchao’s house, which has been kept there all along.
After putting the things down, he turned around and went outside to quickly bring in the other two bags of food.
Shen Yaowu took a look and was shocked.
This young man is no ordinary man. He can carry 200 kilograms at a time and walk very fast with light steps. It must be that he has some kung fu skills!
How did my son know such a capable person? Could he be the friend who saved him and escaped?
He suppressed his surprise, helped push the bicycle into the yard, then locked the gate before going into the house to talk.
There was no kerosene lamp in this empty room, so he took out half a candle from the drawer, lit it, and dropped two drops of wax on the kang table.
"Young man, why do you have so much food? This is too much."
This time we can talk with the door closed, but try to keep your voice as low as possible.
“Uncle Shen, I’m a friend of Shen Yuanchao and Zhong Min. The things I brought are two bags of rice, two bags of flour, and the rest are double.”
"...I'll ask you to find a chance to tell the Zhong family and come here quietly at night to take it away."
As she spoke, she took out two packets of brown sugar and two packets of tea from her bag, placed them on the kang table, and finally took out two letters.
One letter was written by Shen Yuanchao, and the other was from Zhong Min reporting his safety to his family, both of which were handed over to Shen Yaowu.
Shen Yaowu's eyes immediately turned red. He took the two letters and opened his own directly. There was three hundred yuan and three pages of letter paper inside.
I read quickly by candlelight.
When he looked at it, he saw two pages describing his son's life after arriving in Hong Kong.
The last page wrote that perhaps in the near future, a friend would be able to help pick me and my spouse up and safely escort the couple to Hong Kong.
He made sure that he would listen to the other party in everything. The code word was "friends invited by Aomameko".
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