Chapter 208 Are You My Mother?

After one stick of incense.

There were people lying all over the ground, wailing everywhere.

The men looked terrified. "Who... who are you?"

Xie Zhuoning lowered his eyes and looked at them, a hint of amusement on the corner of his lips, "I think I should ask you this question, right?"

Several people showed expressions of fearlessness, "We won't tell even if we die!"

"Really?" Unexpectedly, Xie Zhuoning smiled even more happily after hearing this, "I just like people with strong bones."

I hope they can still laugh after a while.

Xia Ju came from a killer organization and knew all the methods of torturing people.

No matter how hard it is to pry open someone's mouth, there are thousands of ways to make them speak.

Fearing that the scene might be too bloody, Xie Zhuoning took the child into the house.

The child struggled desperately, trying to get out, "I want my mother, I want my mother..."

Xie Zhuoning asked patiently, "Who is your mother? Where is she? If you don't tell us clearly, how can we help you find your mother?"

The kid stopped talking again.

Xie Zhuoning: "..."

She was wrong just now. Even Xia Ju might not be able to pry open this child's mouth.

At this moment, a little white fox walked slowly past them, immediately attracting the children's attention.

Xie Zhuoning immediately had an idea, "Tell me your name and I'll let you touch it, okay?"

After all, he was a child, so after hesitating for a while, he finally spoke in a low voice, "My name is Cui Shuo."

The surname is Cui, not Jia. There is definitely something wrong with that group of people!

Wait, last name Cui?

Something seemed to suddenly flash through Xie Zhuoning's mind.

At this time, Xia Ju also made progress——

Those men were all assassins in the underworld. Someone paid them a large sum of money to kidnap a mother and her son. Unexpectedly, the mother secretly cut the rope while they were eating and drinking, allowing her son to escape through a small dog hole.

That's why they had to disguise themselves as servants and ask around the neighborhood for the whereabouts of the young man.

Xie Zhuoning pressed, "Who is the boss?"

Some people shook their heads in confusion.

"What about his mother? Where is she now?"

“Dead…dead.”

"Dead?"

Seeing Xie Zhuoning narrow his eyes dangerously, the people who were tortured by Xia Ju hurriedly shirked their responsibilities.

"You can't blame us. We were just doing the job for the money! The boss said that the Cui guy is very stubborn and he won't be afraid unless we use some ruthless tactics. So...so he asked us to chop off his wife's head and send it to him..."

At the door, Fuling quickly reached out and covered the boy's ears.

But the little boy's tears still rolled down his cheeks drop by drop.

Xie Zhuoning turned around when he heard the noise, his heart tightened, and he frowned, "Why did you bring him here?"

"The little beetle is coming over here. He wants to chase..."

Who knew I would hear this?

Poor thing, he is only a few years old!

For fear of further stimulation, Fuling quickly carried the person away.

Xie Zhuoning spoke again, his voice becoming colder, "Where's the body?"

Several people shivered unconsciously, and their voices began to stutter, "Lost, lost the mass grave to feed the jackals."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and at this moment, Xie Zhuoning's desire to stab someone reached its peak.

"Xia Ju, treat them well and leave them enough breath to talk."

"yes."

It was getting dark and the city gates were closed. We would have to wait until we returned to Beijing early tomorrow morning to deal with the next matter.

At night, Fuling came to Xie Zhuoning and said, "Miss, that kid has been refusing to eat. What should we do?"

But it is understandable. Even adults cannot bear such bad news, let alone a tiny child.

Xie Zhuoning thought about it and asked Fuling to give her the food so that she could try it.

In the room, the kid curled up in the corner of the bed, covering his head with a quilt.

He looked like he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Xie Zhuoning was not in a hurry to ask him to eat. He just sat beside the bed and asked him softly, "Are you thinking about your mother?"

She didn't get a response, so she didn't ask any more questions. She just said to herself, "I miss my mom, too. When my mom passed away, I was younger than you."

"They said that mom has gone to heaven, and the stars you look up at are her eyes winking at you."

"They are liars." The young man spoke in a hoarse voice, obviously after crying, "Mom is gone and will never come back. I don't have a mother anymore..."

Xie Zhuoning: "..."

It turns out that the child has grown up and is not as easy to fool as when he was two or three years old.

She coughed twice, "Then do you know that people can be reincarnated? When a person dies, he is not really dead, but becomes another person and lives again."

"Really?" The young man was skeptical.

"Yes," Xie Zhuoning said calmly, "You see, when my mother died, my brother was born. Didn't my mother's blood continue in my brother? So your mother didn't die, she just turned into another person and stayed by your side!"

"!!!" The little boy's tiny pupils were filled with shock.

At the door, Xie Minglang, who had been feeling sad since he heard his elder sister reveal her scars, was also dumbfounded with his mouth wide open after hearing these words.

No one expected what happened next.

Xiao Cuishu thought for a moment and said, "Then, are you my mother in disguise?"

"Ah?" Xie Zhuoning was stunned.

He said, "My mother disappeared, and then you appeared."

According to her logic, is she his mother?

Xie Zhuoning frowned in confusion, "Well...if you think so, that's fine."

The boy immediately rushed over to her, hugged her and started crying loudly, "Mom, I miss you so much, please don't leave me..."

The moment her tears soaked her clothes, Xie Zhuoning suddenly realized that he understood everything.

He knew his mother would never come back, and he just wanted to have a good cry.

After crying enough, he snuggled obediently in Xie Zhuoning's arms.

Even when I fed him food, he ate it obediently.

But even when he fell asleep, he still held Xie Zhuoning's hand tightly and refused to let go.

Xie Zhuoning tiptoed out and finally walked out of the house.

At the door, Xie Zhuoning leaned against the pillar with his arms folded, saying sourly, "I've never slept next to my sister."

This brat got there first.

Xie Zhuoning's eyelashes trembled. "How could there be no such thing? It's just that you forgot about it."

At that time they had just arrived in Beiguan. Because he was not used to the climate, he had a high fever that wouldn't go away. They tried every possible method, and the doctors were helpless.

She somehow saw a way to use her body to cool down the patient without harming the patient.

So in the freezing snow, she was only wearing a thin layer of clothes, and was so cold that she was unconscious. Then she ran to him and stuck to him to cool him down.

This continued all night, and his fever finally subsided.

Because of the cold air entering her body, her body was cold all year round.

Therefore, she never slept next to him again, for fear that he would catch a cold.

Unexpectedly, in his eyes, it turned out that he disliked him and distanced himself from him, but he became more and more distant from her.

Xie Minglang also heard this for the first time. His heart felt like being squeezed by a big hand. "Sister's cold... is it because of me? Why didn't you tell me this before?"

Xie Zhuoning said, "Because you are my brother, the person closest to me, and the person I want to protect with all my strength. Everything I do for you is out of instinct and love."

Instead of being like Liang and Xie Wanyin who have a purpose in everything they do and don't speak out to seek credit, how can they gain benefits?

Xie Minglang could no longer control himself, and rushed over to hug Xie Zhuoning tightly, crying even louder than the kid just now.

"Sister! Sister, I was wrong!"