"All the money in the family was marked, with the word 'An' written on the top. When the old woman came to us, she entrusted it to a middleman in Zuojiawan, whose surname was Liu.

"As long as you are willing to look for it, there is evidence to prove it." An Er's mind worked faster. Traffickers are being hunted down these days. If you want to admit it, you might be shot.

But it would be different if they decided to raise a child bride. When the time comes, they can just insist that they got married and only deceived Old Lady Zhao about Zhuang Daya's age. This crime would be much less serious.

Zhao Xiang was dumbfounded, and Jiang Hongmei's eyes flickered. Qi Peng simply hated the Zhuang family to the extreme, and was almost like a troublemaker in the village.

He called the militia to search Zhao Xiang's room, and soon found money under Zhao Xiang's pillow, with the word "An" written on it.

Zhao Xiang fell to the ground with trembling legs, her whole body limp, "This eldest daughter is my granddaughter, why can't I marry her?"

"Take them all away! Send them to the commune!"

"You think the women's director's speech is bullshit, right? In this era of marriage autonomy, anyone who forces women to marry against their will will be sentenced to imprisonment."

Qi Peng's saliva flew everywhere, spraying on the stiff Jiang Hongmei's face. Daya was untied from the rope around her body and fell limply into her sister's arms.

Erya was excited and scared, and looked at Jiang Li and Qin Xiaoting with gratitude.

"Captain, this one has been rescued, but what about these children in the future?"

Zhao Xiang was sent in, and only Zhuang Guoliang and Jiang Hongmei were left in the Zhuang family.

Jiang Li would never believe that Zhuang Guoliang and Jiang Hongmei didn't know about the child bride issue.

Considering Jiang Hongmei's vicious personality, she might even be the one to blame.

Qi Peng was also worried. Something had happened to the Zhuang family, and several half-grown children were left behind. This team had to be taken care of, but the right amount of care had to be measured.

If there are more team members, they will definitely not agree. If they say that the team is providing food to support several children, there will definitely be people who will object, saying that the whole Zhuang family is a bad element, so why should they be given preferential treatment.

Any less is not good either. We can't just watch a few children starve to death.

Qi Peng rubbed his face and said, "It's late today and everyone has worked hard. Let's leave it at that for now. We'll discuss the Zhuang family affairs at a meeting after the New Year.

What's wrong with Zhuang Guoliang? He's nowhere to be seen all day long."

Qi Shaoqiang hugged his wife and gently touched her hand. Her fingertips were still a little cold through the thick gloves.

"Go back!"

Zhuang Guoliang, who was scolded by Qi Peng, is now at his grandson's home in Zuojiawan. Zhang Qiaohui looks at the man who is repairing the roof. His strong arms show beautiful lines as he exerts force. Her eyes slide from his shoulders to his hips, and then to his bulging thighs.

She swallowed, and the feeling of being bitten by ants came back.

"Sister-in-law, it's fixed."

Zhuang Guoliang wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly walked down the ladder.

Zhang Qiaohui hurried over to help him up, "Brother Zhuang, be careful not to fall. I am so sorry to bother you. It's almost the New Year and I still need you to help fix the roof. Your sister-in-law must be worried at home."

"Isn't this just in time? If the roof is not repaired, how can the family celebrate the New Year?"

A soft touch rubbed against his arm, and Zhuang Guoliang rubbed it absentmindedly. He didn't know what happened to his leg, and it turned to Zuojiawan after leaving the door. Their eyes met, and the dim light was a little dull.

As soon as he landed on the ground and stood firmly, a chubby kid rushed over and hugged his thighs, "Dad!"

Zhang Qiaohui's face changed. "Junjun, what are you talking about! He doesn't..."

Zhuang Guoliang smiled, squatted down and lifted Sun Junjun over his head, "Boy, is it fun? Uncle will take you on a plane!"

Zhang Qiaohui's eyes couldn't help but become moist, and she turned around and wiped her tears, unable to restrain herself.

Sun Jianguo was in the army these years, and it was difficult for him to go home except for family leave. Since he was a soldier, he had hardly seen his father, and in the village, he would hug any tall boy and call him dad.

"Soldiers, go play outside," Zhuang Guoliang put the phone down and walked a few steps closer.

Zhang Qiaohui lowered her head, the skin on her neck was white, tender and delicate, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and her whole body seemed like duckweed floating in the water, all alone and helpless.

Zhuang Guoliang subconsciously reached out and pinched her shoulder, "Sister-in-law, don't cry, it will hurt you."

Zhang Qiaohui looked up in surprise, tears still welling up in her eyes. She pulled her floral apron tighter around her body, "Brother Zhuang, you..."

Zhuang Guoliang said nothing, and hugged her tightly into his arms. This small room seemed to be filled with the fragrance of Zhang Qiaohui.

Zhang Qiaohui struggled for a while, and finally lost all her strength and leaned on his chest, "Brother Zhuang, we can't..."

"Hush, don't talk. Qiaohui, I want you," Zhuang Guoliang picked her up by the waist and reached out to explore her with his big hands. When the hot temperature of his palms touched her skin, Zhang Qiaohui felt herself shivering.

She lay limply on the bed, allowing Zhuang Guoliang to do whatever he wanted.

The floral apron was lifted up randomly, and the thick cotton pants were thrown on the ground...

Through the crack in the door, two naked bodies were stacked together. Sun Mingming covered his brother's eyes with an expressionless face.

At the Zhuang family's house, Zhuang Daya went to Zhao Xiang's room and found the hidden key. She opened the food room and saw layers of food bags stacked up inside. They had just been distributed before the Chinese New Year. Erya took the gourd ladle to scoop out a big scoop of flour.

Not only did she not eat for a day, but her eldest sister San Ya also did not eat.

Seeing her sister so angry, Daya hesitated, "Erya, if we eat the food, won't we cry when we get back?"

Arya bit her lip and said, "She doesn't want milk! Let's have a good meal now. Even if that damn old woman comes back, we will be full."

Hearing the sporadic sound of firecrackers, Daya also shed tears, "We three sisters must die together."

"Bah! We just don't want to die. We want to live well."

The white flour was mixed with water to make it expand, and then the noodles were put into the pot. Just adding a little salt made people drool. Seeing that Sanya was very greedy, Erya scooped a small bowl for her.

"Little sister eats first!"

Zhuang Xiaobao reached out and smashed the bowl, "You losers, you dare to steal the white flour, I will beat you to death when grandma comes back."

Zhuang Daya looked at the ground covered with white flakes of mud with distressed eyes, while Sanya burst into tears.

Arya stepped forward and pushed Zhuang Xiaobao hard, "How dare you waste food! When Prince Yan dies, he will let you fry it in a pan until it's crispy and then feed it to the evil spirits."