Thanks to Zhou Shizhao's help in his early years, Master Feng was lucky enough to survive.
That was why he disregarded morality and helped his daughter perform the life-saving ritual when Zhou Shizhao and his wife came to his house.
But...
It is God’s will!
Everything is determined by fate and has no control over us!
Master Feng gave a bitter smile, grabbed his bag and left without looking back.
In the remaining two years, he will go to atone for his sins...
Zhou Shizhao wanted to stop her again, but his wife ran out with the child in her arms, looking frightened.
"Shizhao, Fangfang...Fangfang...I don't want to be with you anymore!"
Zhou Shizhao looked at his daughter's pale face, and all the strength in his body was instantly drained.
"Where is Master Feng? Didn't he say that after the life exchange, Fangfang would be gone?"
"What is the situation now?"
Zhou Shizhao's wife had not yet realized that Master Feng had left, and she was only thinking about asking Master Feng to save Fangfang.
Zhou Shizhao was in a trance, and the woman's resolute eyes and vicious curse seemed to appear before his eyes again...
"No descendants... the pain of having to love someone... can't get them..."
"hehe…"
Zhou Shizhao laughed bitterly. Is this his retribution?
Is this a punishment for abandoning his wife and children?
When he was in the countryside, he couldn't bear the hard labor in the farm, so he secretly had an affair with the village chief's daughter.
Thanks to the special care of the village chief, he was able to stay in the countryside until he got the chance to return to the city...
At that time, the village chief's daughter was pregnant.
Zhou Shizhao had no other ideas at that time, so he asked the village chief's daughter to take care of the pregnancy and he would come to pick them up after he settled down in the city.
But life in the city is not as good as imagined.
Zhou Shizhao's original family could not help him much, and he had to rely on himself in life and work.
I had just started working, and I had to pay for food and rent a house, so I didn't have any money left, let alone go back to the village to pick up the village chief's daughter and others.
The village chief's daughter waited for two years.
Even though the child could already call him daddy, Zhou Shizhao had no intention of coming to pick them up.
The village chief's daughter couldn't sit still anymore.
In the past two years, because Zhou Shizhao returned to the city, the village chief's daughter has been bullied by the villagers.
The child is so grown up now, and Zhou Shizhao hasn't come back yet. Does he not want them anymore?
The village chief's daughter rushed directly to Zhou Shizhao's unit with her child in her arms.
After this trip, the village chief’s daughter and children never returned.
The village chief's daughter saw with her own eyes Zhou Shizhao snuggling intimately with another fashionably dressed woman.
She was so sad and excited that she wanted to rush over to settle the score with Zhou Shizhao while holding her child.
When they were crossing the road, they were run over by a huge truck and neither of them survived.
She cursed Zhou Shizhao until her death...
"Shizhao...Shizhao..."
Zhou Shizhao's wife pushed him with tears in her eyes, "What should I do? Where is Master Feng?"
Zhou Shizhao was stunned for a moment, forced back the tears in his eyes, and reached out to hug his daughter tightly.
"Fangfang, let's go!"
I hope she won't be his daughter in the next life...
Being his daughter is too hard...
…
Song Ning didn't care about Zhou Shizhao's situation.
The law of nature is clear and retribution will come!
When they decided to do such an immoral act, they should have thought about the consequences in the future.
After the ritual was completed, Song Ning did not clean up the altar. He took Yuanyuan and went back to the house to rest.
After all this trouble, I can finally have a good sleep!
When Song Ning fell asleep holding the chubby Yuanyuan in her arms, Qiao Bo had just stepped into the gate of the military area.
Before he could wash off the dust on his body, the signalman handed him the message from the Qiao family.
"Ning, go back quickly!"
Qiao Bo frowned and read the thin piece of paper over and over again.
What does "Ningzou" mean?
Song Ning is gone? Where did she go?
Did Song Ning come to the army to look for him? When did she leave? How long had she been gone?
Could it be that Song Ning came to the army to look for him but didn't find him?
Where is Song Ning now?
Why let him go back?
With a head full of questions, Qiao Bo didn't care what time it was and called the village committee directly.
The village committee of Qiaojia Village had just installed a new telephone last year. This was the fastest way for him to contact the Qiao family.
Ring, ring, ring…
The phone at the Qiaojia Village Committee rang over and over again, but no one answered.
Qiao Bo tugged at the collar of his shirt irritably. He always had a bad premonition in his heart that he couldn't stop bubbling up.
His mind is full of Song Ning. Will Song Ning cry if she can’t find him?
Does Song Ning have a place to live now? Does she have anything to eat?
What should I do if I get caught by bad guys?
Qiao Bo's face turned pale and he looked a little mad.
He stayed by the phone and made calls to the village committee of Qiaojia Village all night long.
No one answered the phone in Qiaojia Village until morning.
However, the Qiao family kept this incident a secret, and the person who answered the phone didn't know what had happened to the Qiao family.
Qiao Bo rushed to the political commissar's office with a scruffy beard, "I want to ask for leave..."
The political commissar was also startled when he saw Qiao Bo's expression. "You didn't sleep all night last night, watching the phone?"
"Did my wife have a falling out with her family?"
Qiao Bo looked at the political commissar with red eyes, "I don't know..."
It is precisely because I don’t know that I can’t stop worrying.
The political commissar was also frightened by his appearance, "Why are you still standing there? Go back quickly!"
"You just finished your mission, so I'll give you a few days off to relax..."
"Borrow a car from the army, drive fast..."
Before the political commissar finished speaking, Qiao Bo's figure disappeared before his eyes like a gust of wind.
"This kid..."
The political commissar shook his head, "You still can't keep your cool!"
He had also overheard some of the noises going on at Qiao Bo's house a few days ago.
After all, Qiao's father looked for Qiao Bo everywhere with great fanfare, as if his parents had died.
As Qiao Bo's direct supervisor, it would be hard for him not to know!
“You are still young! Full of passion…”
Qiao Bo borrowed a jeep from the army, and without even bothering to change his clothes, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
The young soldier who was registering him had his face sprayed with exhaust fumes, which made him become autistic.
Qiao Bo drove very fast all the way and finally returned to Qiaojia Village after three hours.
At this time, Song Ning just opened his eyes and stretched.
"Auntie, was Yuanyuan well behaved last night?"
Almost as soon as Song Ning opened her eyes, a round little head came over.
Last night, in order to make Yuanyuan sleep well, Song Ning told her that if she slept well at night, she would be allowed to go home with her parents tomorrow.
Yuanyuan really calmed down and didn't move the whole night, allowing Song Ning to hold her in his arms like a pillow while she slept.
"good!"
Song Ning, who had had a good sleep, was in a good mood and gave Yuanyuan a big smile without hesitation.
I couldn't help but stretch out my paw and pinch the round, chubby little face.
Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, "Then can I go back with my parents?"
"You little heartless thing! Do you miss your parents so much?"
Song Ning pouted her lips pretending to be angry, pinching the little chubby face with one paw on each side.
"Jinjin used up a lot of my spiritual energy to save you last night. Tell me! How are you going to compensate me?!"
"Wo Qing Ni Chi Gao Gao..." (I'll treat you to some Gao Gao)
Yuanyuan's first few words were not clear due to the damage done by Song Ning's claws, but the last two words were extremely clear.
In Yuanyuan's mind, gaogao is simply the most delicious thing in the world, and saying it wrong is a blasphemy to gaogao...
"I gave you your cakes!"
Song Ning teased her deliberately, "That doesn't count! Are you thinking of someone else..."
The round, chubby little face suddenly wrinkled into the shape of a fat bitter gourd.
Song Ning burst out laughing immediately.
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