The third brother had no strength left in his body and fell on the bed with his eyes closed.
Wu Zhiqiu also squinted his eyes. All he could see was the man from the dark room last night. He couldn't see his face clearly. Before him was a dark shadow holding a gun...
"Mom, I can't sleep," the third child said in a depressed tone.
Wu Zhiqiu stood up and sat beside the third child's bed. "Don't be afraid, Mom is here."
"Hmm," the third brother choked and leaned his head on Wu Zhiqiu. When he closed his eyes, he saw blood all in front of him. He was so scared that he dared not sleep.
"Go to sleep, mom is here. It's okay, you'll be fine after a good sleep." Wu Zhiqiu touched her youngest son's hair. She had lived two lifetimes and was still afraid that he would not be able to make it, not to mention that the third son was only twenty years old.
"Mom, am I really useless?"
"You're doing fine now. You protected the whole family last night. Mom is proud of you!"
"Mom, this is the first time I hear you praise me. Please praise me more. I love it."
Wu Zhiqiu...is a little sunny and bright now.
"When you were two or three years old, there was no cloth at home, and you were naked all day long. You would poop on the top of a rock or on the stove. I spanked you, and you said you wanted to dry your poop..."
"Okay, Mom, stop talking."
"When you were four or five years old, you went to your grandma's house and smashed the manure vat at our neighbor, Old Zhao's house. Old Zhao's wife blocked the door and scolded you..."
"When you were little, your favorite thing to do was pee and play with mud..."
"Mom, stop talking, I'm sleepy..."
The mother and son were talking and fell asleep in a daze. The third child tugged at the corner of Wu Zhiqiu's clothes.
When Li Mancang woke up, he saw the old man and the old lady sitting next to him.
"Son, you're awake now. Would you like some water?" the old lady asked hurriedly.
"Hah" Li Mancang's voice was a little hoarse.
The old lady quickly poured some warm water and fed Li Mancang with milk.
Li Mancang... "Mom, I'll do it myself"
"Your legs can't move, let me do it."
"His hand is not broken, let him drink it himself," the old man said disapprovingly.
The old lady glared at the old man.
Li Mancang turned sideways and drank a little at a time. The old lady used a handkerchief to catch the liquid under Li Mancang's mouth.
"Your wife and the third child went back to sleep. Fenglan moved back home. We let her rest at home and didn't let her come over." The old lady said to her son because she was afraid that her son would worry.
Li Mancang felt that he was careless. Since there was a dark room, he thought there would be no danger. If the old man hadn't given him the tools, someone would have died last night. Li Mancang was scared just thinking about it. Fortunately, the children had no family, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
If there is such a dangerous situation again in the future, evacuate immediately. It is not their business to worry about whether they are exposed or not as ordinary people.
The main reason was that time was too tight, and the An side had to set up controls on both sides, which led to insufficient estimation of the situation.
"Do you want to go to the toilet? I'll help you." The old lady was about to unbutton Li Mancang's pants.
"Go away, man, what a shame!"
"He is my biological father, why should he be embarrassed to talk to me? Then go ahead and answer him," the old lady said as she pulled the curtain and stood outside the curtain.
Li Mancang felt really uncomfortable and couldn't move, so he had to help his old father.
The old man saw that the curtain was blocked, and Li Mancang asked in his ear, "What happened? How did you break your leg?"
Li Mancang covered his mouth and whispered in the old man's ear, "The secret room in our house is also known to the spies. They even dug a tunnel to our house. Last night, when we were in the secret room, a spy came down and used up all the things you gave me. When I jumped down the stairs, I broke my leg."
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