Jiang Moli was lying on the ground, unable to move, but still conscious.
After being helped up, she opened her eyes, tears streaming down her face, and cried out, "It hurts."
"Poor thing."
"Hurry up, find a flatbed cart and carry him home."
People sighed with regret, but their sympathy was limited.
They hadn't forgotten why Cheng Yajun had gone berserk and started hitting people.
If it were them, they would go crazy if they found out that their wives had cheated on them and that the children they had weren't their own!
Someone borrowed a flatbed cart from the brigade headquarters and lifted Jiang Moli onto it.
Jiang Moli kept crying as she reached out to tug at the clothes of the person pulling the flatbed cart: "My child, my child."
"The child is here." Someone gently placed Jiang Moli's child next to her.
During this time, Cheng Yajun kept staring at her with a sinister look in his eyes. If someone hadn't stopped him, he definitely would have made a move.
Jiang Moli dared not look at Cheng Yajun; her fingers trembled uncontrollably. She was terrified.
She realized that Cheng Yajun had really wanted to kill her!
If it weren't for the villagers' intervention, she might have been beaten to death.
Jiang Moli tugged at the man's sleeve again, pleading, "Don't send me back to the Cheng family, he'll beat me to death, he'll definitely beat me to death. Please, don't send me back."
The man pulling the cart didn't respond.
Cheng Yajun was watching from behind the whole time!
He dared not help Jiang Moli, otherwise Cheng Yajun would hold a grudge against him to death.
Cheng Yajun is a mad dog; he's not someone to mess with.
Seeing that the man didn't respond, Jiang Moli looked desperate and tried to bribe him: "Please, please go to my family's village and send a message so my parents and brother can come and take me away. I'll have my parents give you money! You can have as much as you want! Five yuan? Ten yuan? Twenty yuan, anything! Please, save me, I don't want to die!"
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