"Wang Cuihua, from now on we are no longer mother and daughter. You go your way, and I'll go mine." Li Xueqin said expressionlessly, her tone icy colder than the winter chill.
Wang Cuihua's heart sank into an ice cellar, becoming numb with cold.
Large tears streamed down her face. She never imagined her daughter would turn out like this. What had she done wrong to deserve such punishment from God?
Gou Fugui couldn't bear to look at her like that: "Auntie, don't be sad. Xueqing is just angry. She'll be fine once it passes."
"Don't call her!" Li Xueqing roared, her eyes turning even redder.
She pointed at the person on the ground and said fiercely, "Gou Fugui, I told you she is no longer my mother. You are not allowed to say a word to her when you see her in the future. Let's go home."
Li Xueqing walked ahead, her steps swift and agile.
She was reborn, and from then on, revenge became her goal in life.
Yuan Doudou, I will make you wish you were dead.
Yuan Doudou took Anji up the mountain, dug up a basket of bamboo shoots, and picked some wild fruits. They weren't as delicious as strawberries; they were sour, but still had their own flavor.
"Mommy, what was that sound coming from the roadside just now?" the little guy suddenly asked thoughtfully.
Yuan Doudou paused for a moment: "Uh, it's the sound of dogs biting each other."
Angie probably didn't see it. He can be fooled and nothing should happen. He's not even three years old yet and doesn't remember anything.
"Dogs can talk?" He clearly heard a voice.
Yuan Doudou froze; the little guy had quite sharp ears.
"Actually, Mother didn't see it clearly either. It looked like a dog, but maybe it wasn't." This is a killer! How am I supposed to say this?
She really had no experience in raising children, especially in this kind of situation.
Angie suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I know! They are people, just pretending to be dogs, so they can speak human language."
Yuan Doudou: "..."
That makes sense.
"Anji, you have such a great idea! Even your mother didn't think of that."
As Yuan Doudou walked, she ate some sour fruit. Suddenly, a painful groan came from the nearby bushes.
"Help, help me."
The sound was very faint.
Anji heard it too: "Mother, someone is talking."
"Shh." Yuan Doudou made a shushing gesture.
Today was a busy day; there was always something going on in the bushes.
Heaven was on her side and sent her a wild boar.
Let's have some meat.
She shielded Angie behind her, slowly taking steps forward, deliberately keeping her body to the side to prevent being attacked by bad guys.
Yuan Doudou's heart skipped a beat when she saw the bloodstains on the ground.
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a man with well-defined features, fair and delicate skin, long and thick eyebrows, and a high and straight nose, without a single flaw, exuding a captivating masculine charm.
"Father?!" Anji exclaimed in surprise.
Yuan Doudou was puzzled; the person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was no matter how hard she tried.
"Anji, how did you know?" He had never met An Rong before.
Angie shook her head: "I don't know."
Yuan Doudou: "..."
You dare to shout like that without knowing? This little guy is obsessed with missing his dad.
She leaned closer and called out, "Anrong, wake up."
The voice trembled involuntarily; this was the original owner's reaction.
It had been more than three years since we last met, and I had missed you terribly. How could I not be excited when we finally met again?
An Rong's lips were pale and he was sweating profusely, clearly due to excessive blood loss.
He was wearing a dark brocade robe, which was soaked in blood.
Yuan Doudou examined the wounds carefully and found three relatively deep ones.
One is on the chest, one on the shoulder blade, and one on the thigh.
All of them look like knife wounds, with the chest wound being the most severe and causing the most bleeding.
"Mother, save Father!" Anji cried anxiously.
"I'm afraid Mother can't carry it." She realized the reality.
An Rong was lying on the ground. He was estimated to be at least 1.85 meters tall and had a rather robust build. It was already difficult to lift just one of his arms.
"Anji, come with your mother and find your uncle." Yuan Doudou calmed down; finding rescue was the right thing to do.
Anji nodded, agreeing that listening to his mother was the right thing to do.
Before leaving, Yuan Doudou was worried, so she tore off a few strips of cloth from her body and tied them around her thighs to relieve the excessive bleeding.
Finally, she realized she didn't know how to bandage the areas on her chest and shoulders, so she gave up.
Before leaving, worried that wild animals might come attracted by the scent of blood, she searched the vicinity for dry branches and placed them on An Rong's body.
Anji followed beside him, also trying his best to lift the withered branch and gently place it on his father.
"Father, bear with it, Mother and I will come to save you soon."
Anji speaks like a little adult, which makes Yuan Doudou want to laugh.
He must be so happy, his biological father has finally returned, but his biological mother is probably never coming back.
After providing cover, Yuan Doudou felt relieved enough to lead Anji down the mountain.
To speed things up, she held Angie in her arms.
I stumbled along the way, nearly falling several times.
"Mother, be careful." He was afraid of slipping and falling.
Yuan Doudou smiled and said, "Okay, Mother will be careful, we can't let Anji fall on his bottom."
The path that usually takes an incense stick to burn can be covered in just a cup of tea today.
"Brother Wang." Yuan Doudou knocked on the door and pushed it open to enter.
Wang Qiqiang was cleaning up the pheasants he had hunted that morning in the yard.
Seeing Yuan Doudou's anxious face and sweating profusely, they guessed that something had happened.
"What's wrong?" Wang Qiqiang asked hurriedly. "Don't rush, tell me slowly."
"DouDou, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Aiju came out of the kitchen when she heard the noise.
She took Anji from him and felt heartbroken seeing Yuan Doudou's weak state.
"Dou Dou, come on, sit down and have some water." Wang Qiqiang helped her sit down and asked his younger sister to pour her some water.
Yuan Doudou had remained calm the whole way, but now, seeing their concerned eyes, her heart trembled, her nose stung, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears streamed down her face.
"DouDou, say something! What happened?" Zhang Aiju asked anxiously.
Wang Ningjing brought out tea and comforted her, "Mom, don't worry, let Dou Dou catch her breath."
She was clearly exhausted; DouDou's lips were frighteningly pale.
Anji spoke first: "Uncle, we saw Daddy."
"What?" the Wang family exclaimed in unison.
An Rong is really not dead?
Zhang Aiju recalled Wang's dying words; she had indeed said that An Rong was still alive.
"Brother Wang, An Rong is injured. I can't move him, so I came to find you right away." Yuan Doudou took a sip of water and finally recovered.
Wang Qiqiang's eyes were dark and unfathomable. What was bound to happen would happen eventually. Now that he was Dou Dou's older brother, he couldn't afford to have any wild thoughts.
Saving lives is the priority.
"Dou Dou, don't worry," Wang Qiqiang called to his second brother as he entered the house.
Then I went to my second uncle's house to find my cousin.
Several people hurriedly carried the dismantled door panels up the mountain.
As night falls, wild animals are more likely to appear.
Time is of the essence.
People on the street looked on with puzzled expressions when they saw the Wang brothers.
How much prey did we hunt that we need a door to carry it?
Wang Qiqiang is truly remarkable.
He was the best hunter in the village.
Others can't learn it even if they try; they can only be envious.
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