Just thinking about the shameful behavior of Grandma Lu and her family made An Wan feel great all morning.
Lu Zhili ran to Lu Xin's house and saw Lu's grandmother and several others howling inside. He jumped all the way home.
As soon as he got back, he told An Wan and Lu Jiayan about Old Madam Lu. When he got to the happiest part, his saliva even splattered out.
An Wan quickly dodged, but halfway there she realized she had left Lu Jiayan behind, so she turned back and pushed him away.
This infuriated Lu Zhili so much that he jumped up and down: "Little sister, are you looking down on me?"
What should I do? Does my sister not like me anymore?
Haha! What do you think?
An Wan turned around and gave him a mischievous smile.
"Little sister—" Lu Zhili bit her lip in anger, puffing out her cheeks like a chubby pufferfish out of water.
Everything in the Lu family was developing in an orderly manner, and they did not feel anger or hatred because of Lu Xin's matter.
The villagers couldn't even watch the excitement anymore.
In the days leading up to Lu Sen's accident, many boys blocked his doorway to watch An Wan, but after the accident, their parents stopped them from getting within ten meters of Lu's house.
They were afraid of getting involved with the Lu family and causing them financial losses.
With Lu Xin arrested and another major incident of death occurring in the village, the entire village was thrown into a state of panic.
When she had a spare moment, An Wan continued to massage Lu Jiayan's legs and found that his condition was getting better and better.
Besides the skin regaining its warmth and elasticity, she also felt that his legs had become much fuller, as if they had gained weight and were no longer as thin and bony as they had been at the beginning, with atrophied muscles.
If you continue to drink Lingquan water every day, it will definitely have an effect.
Maybe it can cure his illness and help him stand up again.
If one month isn't enough, then a year, ten years.
No matter how far away that day is, or how much effort it will take, she will persevere with him until she sees him running in the morning sun.
"Wanwan, thank you for massaging me every day." Looking at her dark scalp, Lu Jiayan reached out and placed his hand on her head, gently stroking it.
“Brother Jiayan, I believe you can definitely stand up.” She looked up at his face against the sunlight.
"Let's work together, Jiayan, don't give up. I want to see you stand up, run and jump. If you can, dance for me."
She smiled gently, her eyes crinkling.
She learned from Yunping that he could play several musical instruments and had practiced classical Chinese folk dance since he was a child.
Although he doesn't love playing basketball as much as he did in his previous life, he believes that plucking the strings of a musical instrument and dancing gracefully with him is just as youthful and vibrant.
I really want to see him strum the strings, serene and still.
Her graceful and elegant figure danced gracefully.
The golden sunlight shone on her face, making her incredibly beautiful.
Lu Jiayan stared at her smiling face, mesmerized, and suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.
Many unfamiliar fragments resurfaced in my mind, and that feeling of déjà vu washed over me like waves.
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In the afternoon, Lu Yanshu and Niu Ahong returned, bringing several bottles of Coke, which made Lu Zhili extremely happy.
When Lu Qianqian heard the familiar sound of her motorcycle in the distance, she knew her mother had returned, and she sped all the way to the Lu family home.
Instead of counting their spoils from selling pastries today, the group gulped down their cola.
Everyone had a sweet smile on their face.
Niu Ahong then remembered something she had seen in the county town and looked at An Wan hesitantly.
"Aunt Hong, what's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?" Noticing Niu Ahong's strange expression, An Wan knew that something must be wrong.
Niu Ahong was at a loss for words when she looked at An Wan. She was just a child, and she probably wouldn't understand even if she spoke to her. It would be better to tell Lu Chun and the brothers.
"Aunt Hong, tell me, I've called you 'Mom' a few times already, don't you treat me like your daughter anymore?"
An Wan walked to Niu Ahong's side, pouting and acting coquettishly.
Niu Ahong couldn't withstand this onslaught.
Left with no other choice, he finally spoke up: "When I was almost home, I saw the department store owner carrying a duffel bag, hurriedly getting into a car as if she were fleeing for her life. But the car had only gone ten meters when it was intercepted by several police cars."
"Really? Then why was she arrested? Did she do something illegal or criminal?" An Wan was surprised, but she also wanted to know what bad things the department store owner had done. Kidnapping children?
Niu Ahong finished the last sip of her cola and slammed the bottle down on the table.
His eyebrows furrowed, his eyes blazed with fury, and his face revealed an expression of righteous indignation.
"Speaking of which, I get angry; I feel like I could bite that person's flesh."
Judging from her tone, An Wan knew that the department store owner must have done something heinous, otherwise Niu Ahong wouldn't be so angry.
“We heard from the police that this woman has trafficked many children over the years, selling them to perverts who torture them to death. Don’t you think she’s terrifying? If it weren’t illegal to hit her, I would definitely stomp on her a few times and bite off her ears.”
Niu Ahong grew angrier the more she thought about it, her chest heaving violently.
Lu Qianqian comforted her from the side.
"So that's how it is." It's pretty much what I guessed; it's not a simple case of child abduction.
An Wan stroked her chin, wondering if the group of people who kidnapped her last night had contacted the department store owner.
"What are you talking about?" Lu Chunhe was unaware that the department store owner had once tried to harm An Wan.
“I met that shop owner on the very first day my sister and Aunt Hong came to the county to sell pastries. She was very enthusiastic and asked all sorts of questions about my sister’s name and address.”
"While Aunt Hong was putting the soda on the motorcycle, that person tried to cover the sister's mouth with a handkerchief."
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