Chapter 213 The villain kidnapped Mother!
The fruit that Zhou Congxian picked for the children was scattered all over the ground.
The children filled their bamboo baskets with the food they had brought from home, and, satisfied and with smiles on their faces, went home together.
Fu'er hugged her father's neck. "Daddy, are we going back now? I haven't had enough fun yet."
Zhou Congxian picked up a sweet fruit and put it into his daughter's mouth.
"We're not going back. Let Fu'er have her fill of fun."
"Yay!"
With her father's assurance, Fu'er returned to the village and immediately ran off to find the children, who were playing.
Zhou Congxian glanced at Meng Shilan and said, "You can stay here without worry. No one will come again."
Meng Shilan glanced at him. "What the young master said is interesting."
"I want to live peacefully in the Zhou family's estate, as if I really want to drive someone away."
Zhou Congxian knew that she was upset because of Song Jiyun's matter yesterday, so he quickly comforted her.
“Song Jiyun is now serving her grandmother. Her grandmother feels sorry for her because she has no family and is all alone.”
"Now, not only me, but even my father can't do anything to her."
Meng Shilan gave him a strange look. "Did I mention Miss Song? What I said has nothing to do with Miss Song?"
Whether she is good or bad, whether the Heavenly King protects her or you protect her, it has nothing to do with me.
Zhou Congxian protested softly, "I didn't..."
She glared at him before continuing, "Fu'er likes it here very much. This estate used to be the Meng family's estate."
"Make an offer, we want to buy it back."
Zhou Congxian said, "There's no need to buy anything; you can live here."
If he really lets them buy it back, he'll have no reason to bring his mother and three children out with him again.
Shuang'er and her men had already packed all the boxes and cages.
"My sister has already packed everything, when are we leaving?"
Zhou Congxian immediately turned around and answered for her, "We're not leaving, let's take it apart!"
Shuang'er, "?!!"
After a busy morning, I was told that she wasn't leaving anymore.
Shuang'er almost jumped up.
Upon seeing this, Wei Xun quickly dragged her away.
Shuang'er angrily grabbed a handful of leaves from the roadside and threw them at Zhou Congxian.
The fluttering leaves had no intimidating power, but they precisely expressed her anger.
Wei Xun comforted her, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll help you get revenge."
Not far away, Zhou Congxian, who was about to speak with Meng Shilan, sneezed several times.
Meng Shilan didn't even look at him, but her expression softened considerably.
"I have no say in who Song Jiyun follows."
"But I don't want her to appear in front of me again, especially not in front of Fu'er!"
Whether it's a past life or this life.
The hatred between her and Song Jiyun stemmed from the man in front of her.
In his previous life, Song Jiyun was his wife.
Song Jiyun, however, blamed a concubine for a man's reluctance to come home.
She just happened to be that unfortunate concubine.
In this life, Zhou Congxian used Song Jiyun to destroy the Song family.
The enemy is right under the same roof.
But this crazy woman is still causing her trouble.
Now that Song Jiyun is with the Zhou family, Zhou Congxian needs to ensure that Song Jiyun does not appear in front of him.
Zhou Congxian raised his hand and swore, "Okay! What happened yesterday will never happen again."
He paused for a moment, then said, "If Grandmother wants to bring her to the banquet, you will all be at the same banquet..."
Meng Shilan glanced at him. "Am I just someone who only knows how to make things difficult?"
“I don’t believe it’s a coincidence that you brought us to Dongshan Manor and she followed us there.”
Her gaze fell on the deep tire tracks on the ground outside.
“She used to bully me at will, and I had no choice but to hide from her.”
"But it's not like that now. Her recklessness is something that Old Madam Zhou can't control, and the Zhou family can't protect either."
It's not lunchtime yet.
Zhou Congxian and Wei Xun were urgently summoned back by the officers and soldiers of the Capital Garrison.
As the sun set, there was still no sign of the two returning.
The horizon was dyed orange-red.
Fu'er and Xuan'er stood by the roadside waving goodbye to their friends.
The shadows of the two children were stretched long.
In just two days, both fair-skinned girls had become much darker.
Meng Shilan led the two little girls back.
As soon as they crossed the threshold, none of them noticed the unusual movement in the bushes beside the manor.
Then, a black figure flashed into the back of the manor with lightning speed.
There aren't many people in the village.
After dinner, a stove burner is left open in the kitchen to boil water.
The night in the mountains is peaceful and serene.
The children played wildly all day and went to bed early.
Shuang'er is learning embroidery from Meng Shilan.
She wanted to sew her own wedding dress.
Meng Shilan noticed a rather stiff piece of fabric at the bottom of her sewing basket.
This is perfect for making shoes.
"This doesn't look like something for making a wedding dress," she said, teasingly looking at Shuang'er.
Shuang'er blushed slightly, but she didn't hesitate and readily admitted, "I want to make a pair of shoes for Wei Xun."
"The embroiderer said this is the best material for making shoes, but it's too stiff; you can't even poke it with an awl."
Meng Shilan picked it up and looked at it. "This kind needs to be soaked in hot water. If it softens, wash it again."
"I'll teach you how to do this tomorrow."
"I'll teach you now!" Shuang'er went to the kitchen to fetch hot water with great enthusiasm.
The side room is not far from the kitchen.
It was already getting dark when Shuang'er carried a lantern and headed towards the kitchen.
The moonlight hid behind thick clouds, not revealing a single ray of light.
The faint lantern was like a lone boat adrift at sea, slowly moving forward in the darkness.
The cool night breeze was refreshing, and the fragrance of flowers and fruits filling the mountains added a touch of mystery to the night.
Shuang'er was overjoyed, and the smile on her lips never faded.
The kitchen door was half-open.
As soon as I stepped onto the steps, I saw a dark figure flash by inside.
She was puzzled for a moment.
Has the cook not left yet?
The door creaked open.
Shuang'er's eyes changed color, and before she could utter a sound, she collapsed softly.
The lantern in his hand rolled to the ground.
The only light in the backyard went out, plunging it back into endless darkness.
After Meng Shilan finished sewing Fu'er's undergarment, she looked up and realized that Shuang'er had not yet returned.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
"Guo Fan."
Guo Fan came out from the house diagonally opposite. "Miss."
"Shuang'er has been gone for a long time and hasn't come back. I feel something is wrong. Go and check on her."
"yes."
Guo Fan found the lantern that Shuang'er had dropped in the kitchen.
He looked up at the kitchen, his nostrils twitching slightly.
A faint smell of blood.
Guo Fan held his breath and focused his mind. His eyes sharpened as he slowly drew the sword from his waist.
At that moment, the moonlight emerged from the clouds.
The cool moonlight stretched his shadow long.
Push open the kitchen door.
Moonlight streamed in, but the kitchen was empty except for Shuang'er, who lay unconscious on the floor.
He took Shuang'er's pulse.
He wasn't in any danger, he was just knocked unconscious.
Guo Fan checked the area thoroughly and finally found two drops of blood at the entrance of the woodshed.
I reached out and touched it.
The color was still quite bright, but the bloodstains had already congealed, suggesting that the person hiding here had been there for more than an hour.
Guo Fan's brows furrowed. "This is bad."
He turned and ran towards the east wing.
But it was too late.
The sewing basket on the table was overturned and placed on the floor.
Two large footprints remained on the freshly made lining garment.
Meng Shilan and the child on the bed were nowhere to be found.
Just as he was about to turn around.
My gaze swept over the large wardrobe against the wall.
Opening the wardrobe, there was Fu'er, covering her mouth, her eyes filled with terror, and tears streaming down her face.
"Uncle Guo!"
When Fu'er saw the familiar face, she immediately burst into tears, "The bad guy kidnapped Mother!"
“My mother told me to hide here so I wouldn’t be born.”
"Uncle Guo, please save my mother!"
Guo Fan picked up Fu'er and asked carefully, "Little Miss, don't be afraid. Did you see what the bad guy looked like?"
Fu'er nodded with red and swollen eyes.
"He had a yellow stone on his ear."
Guo Fan pursed his lips, his eyes dark and brooding.
Yellow stones.
Chicken Yellow Stone.
He immediately turned around, went outside, and fired a signal flare.
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