I miss Yao Yao's dad...
In the end, she still thought about Yao Yao's father: what's the use of having money if you don't have the life to enjoy it?
"I miss my daughter too."
The two started crying...
Waaaaah...
Waaaaah...
Mo Yan and the others were already on the cliff. It was very high up, and there was a lot of fog. Plus, it was getting late, so they couldn't see anything at all.
Mo Yan looked at the spot, then pretended to slip and fall.
"mom!"
Nie Ziqian called out anxiously.
Just then, Mo Yan fell down from the tree, slowly climbed down, and saw them.
Mo Yan took out a walkie-talkie and said, "We found them. After I fell, there was a tree right there, and they were under the tree. You guys throw the rope down quickly."
Nie Ziqian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The rescue team quickly threw down ropes.
"Auntie, shall we come down and help too?"
The rescue team was a little worried, concerned that Mo Yan wouldn't know how to tie the rope.
"No, this place is too dangerous. One wrong move and you're in an abyss. Leave you all here, and I'll bring you up one by one."
Mo Yan also sent over the photos from here. Their professional equipment could receive them, and when they saw them, they realized it was true. One wrong move and you could fall into an abyss.
They could only tell Mo Yan to be careful.
"Auntie, you need to be careful and make sure you are safe."
Mo Yan came up to the two of them and slapped one of them across the face several times.
The two, hurt from the beating, opened their eyes. Wang Cuihua saw Mo Yan and burst into tears, crying, "Sister, am I dreaming? I'm going to die!"
Mo Yan's lips twitched as she tied a safety rope around her neck. "Don't worry, you won't die. I'm here to save you. I'll tie safety ropes around both of you and bring you up one by one."
Wang Cuihua snapped out of it, instantly regaining consciousness. They wouldn't die? They really wouldn't die?
She looked around; it was getting dark.
The wind was howling, and it stung my cheeks.
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