Chapter 152
"Hurry, hurry! I see those little brats!"
"Over there, there are two!"
"There's one right here!"
"You untamed little brats dare to run away. If I catch you, I'll break your legs."
"Did you think I couldn't find you if you hid in that tree?" The burly man kicked the tree hard and roared angrily, "Get down here now!"
The children who had fled in all directions were soon chased back, and all kinds of crying, screaming, scolding and cursing along with the smell of blood filled the forest.
"Alright, alright, it's hard to sell if there's a problem!"
"San'er, stop fighting! The master is coming!"
Mr. Zhao, who was escorted over, glanced at the children squatting on the ground and huddled together. His face darkened and he shouted angrily, "Who told you to hit me in the face?!"
The scene became quiet for a moment, and the crying babies stopped trembling. Only a few babies could not help but groan in pain intermittently.
The thugs lowered their heads, feeling extremely panicked, with cold sweat slowly seeping out of their foreheads. The longer they stayed with Master Zhao, the more they realized how cruel this man was.
Master Zhao glanced at them sinisterly, then glanced to the side. Two tall and strong guards walked out from behind him, dragged out one of the thugs who was shaking with fear, and chopped off his hand with a knife.
Sharp screams echoed through the air, and the nauseating smell of blood seemed to permeate the forest.
The thugs have all signed death contracts, and the government will not say a word no matter how they cause trouble.
Human life is cheap these days. These lowly thugs are not even worth as much as a fair-skinned little boy. Moreover, the thug who just injured the face of a pretty little girl.
These good-looking little girls will be cash cows when they grow up. This thug actually dared to hurt the face of his cash cow. He must be tired of living.
Mr. Zhao, who was already angry because of the sudden incident and became even more unhappy because his money tree was injured on the face, glanced at the man lying on the ground, covering his hands and howling in pain, and the violent emotions in his heart dissipated a little.
He turned around and sat on the chair brought by the servants, drinking tea leisurely while waiting for the other children to be caught up.
Everyone present lowered their heads and remained silent. Even the children who were convulsing in pain bit their lips to stifle their groans.
Under a weedy tree somewhere in the forest, Jiaojiao and Qin Zhiyi squatted down and kept their heads down as much as possible to hide themselves.
Hearing the sound of thugs coming over not far away, Jiaojiao's already round eyes suddenly became even rounder. He quickly raised his little hand to cover his mouth, thought for a moment, turned around and pulled Qin Zhiyi's hand to let him cover his mouth as well, then turned back and covered his own mouth again, carefully holding his breath and sucking in his bulging belly, as if he was afraid that his breathing would be heard.
It was not known whether it was luck or because the thugs did not search carefully enough, but Jiaojiao and Qin Zhiyi were not found for the time being. Watching the thugs go away, Jiaojiao's pent-up anger suddenly deflated, and her stomach, which had been sucking hard, regained its bulging shape.
Seeing this, Qin Zhiyi lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you sucking in your stomach?"
Jiaojiao patted her chubby belly and said seriously, "Daddy goes up the mountain to hunt rabbits, and they are all fat rabbits. Jiaojiao sucks the fat rabbits' bellies, so she won't be caught."
Qin Zhiyi looked at Jiaojiao's belly with a confused look on his face. Is this... like this?
Tired of squatting, Jiaojiao sat down on the ground. Qin Zhiyi quickly followed suit and asked in confusion, "Aren't we going to keep running?"
Jiaojiao shook her head: "Don't run. Daddy won't be able to find you if you run too far."
Qin Zhiyi didn't think Jiaojiao's father would find them, but he didn't suggest running away again. It was good to hide here because they hadn't been discovered just now. If they ran out, they might be discovered. The two of them had short legs and they would definitely not be able to outrun those thugs.
Jiaojiao, who was a little hungry, lowered her head and took out two boiled eggs from the pocket in front of her belly. She clinked them together, put the one with the intact shell into her pocket, and began to peel the eggshell with her clumsy fingers.
It took some time to peel it. Jiaojiao opened her mouth wide and took a big bite, chewing with her cheeks puffed up.
Qin Zhiyi, who had been hungry for a long time, smelled the fragrance of eggs and swallowed his saliva. He pursed his lips and forced himself to turn his eyes away from the eggs in Jiaojiao's hand. As soon as he turned his eyes, his stomach began to growl.
Jiaojiao blinked when she heard the voice and looked at Qin Zhiyi's stomach: "Brother, are you hungry?"
"No." Qin Zhiyi, who was very proud, said a little nervously with his fists clenched.
"You're so hungry you're growling."
"It's not crying because it's hungry... it... it..." Qin Zhiyi, who was not good at lying, was hurriedly thinking about how to lie when half an egg was handed to his mouth. He was stunned for a moment.
Jiaojiao held half an egg and put it in his mouth: "Brother, eat it."
Qin Zhiyi looked at the half egg in front of him. He clearly wanted to refuse, but when he opened his mouth he took a bite of the egg.
The aroma of eggs spread from his mouth, and Qin Zhiyi's face flushed instantly when he realized what was happening: "I...I..."
In the end, he didn't understand what I was doing, so he took the egg awkwardly and said, "I...I'll return it to you later."
Jiaojiao lowered her head and continued eating her eggs, puffing out her cheeks and nodding: "Okay."
Qin Zhiyi had been hungry for a while, and he finished the egg in his hand in two or three bites. When he finished, Jiaojiao hadn't finished yet, so he turned his head and looked at Jiaojiao quietly.
Jiaojiao lowered her head to eat eggs with her eyes covered by her long black eyelashes. Qin Yi was two heads taller than Jiaojiao. From his angle, he could only see this child named Jiaojiao. Her white and tender cheeks bulged as she chewed, which was very cute.
Jiaojiao, who was concentrating on eating the egg, noticed that he was looking at her. She thought that he was not full and still wanted to eat more. After thinking for a while, she took out a piece of candy from her pocket and put it in his hand. She covered the other egg in her pocket with her little hand and said seriously: "This is for Daddy. I can't give it to you."
Qin Zhiyi blinked, and when he realized what was happening, the tips of his ears turned red: "I, I don't want to eat."
Jiaojiao tilted his head, not believing it. He took out another candy from his pocket and put it into Qin Zhiyi's little hand: "Eat the candy."
Eat candy, not eggs!
Qin Zhiyi put the candy in his mouth and suddenly asked, "Is Jiaojiao your nickname?"
"Nickname?" Jiaojiao looked up at him blankly.
"A nickname is the name your parents called you at home before you were given a formal name."
Jiaojiao thought for a moment and said, "My father's name is Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao!"
Seeing him like this, Qin Zhiyi sighed like a little adult. This little brother is so young that he doesn’t even know his nickname.
Thinking of this, he felt a small sense of responsibility in his heart. He reached out and took Jiaojiao's hand, which was much smaller than his, and said, "My nickname is Mianmian. You can call me Mianmian. Apart from my parents and the Royal Grandmother, you are the only one who can call me by my nickname."
Jiaojiao nodded happily: "Mianmian, you can call me Jiaojiao Jiaojiao. Daddy and the aunts in the village all call me Jiaojiao Jiaojiao."
Qin Mianmian was dissatisfied: "There are also the words brother."
"Oh." Jiaojiao obediently changed her words: "Brother Mianmian."
Qin Mianmian pursed her lips, dimples appearing on her face, and said happily, "Brother Jiaojiao."
There was a noise again in the distance. Jiaojiao quickly covered her mouth, sucked in her stomach and looked through the gap in the grass. She found that the bad guys had returned, holding a few children in their hands.
Not all of the runaway children were found. A total of five children ran away. Upon hearing the news, Mr. Zhao put his teacup heavily on the table, his brows full of gloom.
The thugs standing by all lowered their heads and even breathed carefully, for fear of accidentally angering the already unhappy Master Zhao.
Those children have short legs and small bodies. They have no strength after being hungry for many days and certainly cannot run far.
Master Zhao suppressed his anger and said, "Go find it again."
A group of people went into the woods again and searched carefully.
The sound of the search was getting closer and closer. Seeing that those people were about to search in this direction, Qin Mianmian, who was hiding in the weeds, felt cold sweat on her palms.
He glanced at the tiny Jiaojiao, suddenly gritted his teeth, and said to Jiaojiao in a serious face: "I will run out to lead them away later. You stay here and don't move. Wait for your father to pick you up." After saying that, he reached out and patted Jiaojiao on the head.
Jiaojiao blinked in confusion, reached out and grabbed Qin Mianmian's clothes, and coaxed her in a serious manner: "Brother Mianmian, be good and don't go out. If you go out, you will be caught by bad guys."
Qin Mianmian pursed her lips, took the corner of her clothes from Jiaojiao's hand, lowered her head and looked at her toes, and whispered: "I'm very powerful, that's why they can't catch me. It's boring to stay here. You stay here obediently, I'm leaving."
As he stood up and was about to leave, Jiaojiao pounced and hugged his legs. A faint smell of blood wafted from the woods. Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose and puffed out her cheeks, looking at Qin Mianmian who was looking down at her with dissatisfaction: "Brother Mianmian, you are lying. You are so scared that you are shaking even when you speak."
Someone heard the noise, squatted down and took a closer look, and saw a vague corner of clothes. He immediately strode over, bent down and parted the grass, and met Qin Mianmian's eyes full of fear as she looked at him.
Qin Mianmian subconsciously hid Jiaojiao behind him. Although he knew that this action was useless, he still did it.
Jiaojiao, who was hiding behind him, poked out his little head. Qin Mianmian, who noticed his movements, quickly held his head down and hid it behind her.
Jiaojiao, whose hair was messed up by being pressed, shook her head, ran out from behind Qin Mianmian, and rushed towards the people with her short legs, "Dad!"
There was a hint of suppressed crying in the childish voice.
Jiaojiao was suddenly kidnapped from her home and sold to some bad guys who looked very bad. It was impossible for her not to be afraid, but she had been enduring it before.
Jiaojiao threw herself into her father's arms and tears began to flow down her face. The grievance and fear surged like a dam bursting. Her little hands tightly grasped the clothes on her father's chest and she raised her head and burst into tears.
Yin Zheng pressed Jiaojiao against his chest, and felt his clothes soaked with tears. His brows knitted together, and he looked up as if realizing something. The thug who met his gaze was horrified.
The Yin Zheng in front of him was filled with extreme ferocity, like a vicious beast whose reverse scale had finally been touched... cruel and bloodthirsty.
Thinking of the deformed bodies of his companions he had seen on the ground along the way, the thug's throat tightened with horror, and he felt suffocated and unable to breathe.
He wanted to leave in a panic, but after taking two steps back he fell to the ground and crawled away.
Yin Zheng lowered his eyes, suppressing the violence in his heart. He raised his hand and stroked the back of Jiaojiao's head again and again, coaxing her in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."
Qin Mianmian stood far away, his big eyes filled with fear. The man in front of him gave him more fear than those who kidnapped him. His instinct urged him to escape, but he looked at Jiaojiao in Yin Zheng's arms and could not move for a long time.
He...he wants to protect him!
Qin Mianmian clenched his fists and mustered up the courage to stand still. Upon closer inspection, one could see the skin on his little face trembling slightly with fear.
After recovering from her shock, Jiaojiao didn't want to cry anymore, but she had been crying so hard that she started to hiccup.
Jiaojiao, who couldn't stop hiccuping, pursed her lips embarrassedly and buried herself in her father's arms, refusing to come out.
Seeing that Jiaojiao had recovered, Yin Zheng picked up Jiaojiao and stood up to leave.
Thinking of something, Jiaojiao poked her head out from her father's arms and pointed at Qin Mianmian, who was standing there with weak legs and unable to move, and said, "And Brother Mianmian."
Yin Zheng looked back at Qin Mianmian, walked over to him in the extremely frightened look in his eyes, picked him up and held him in his other arms.
Compared to Jiaojiao lying softly in her father's arms, Qin Mianmian sat stiffly on Yin Zheng's arms, supporting Yin Zheng's shoulders with both hands, trying her best not to get closer to Yin Zheng's arms.
This man is so scary, he is afraid!
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