The pain struck.
Who is it?
The sound immediately resounded into the sky.
"Come back here!"
"Otherwise, I'll have Mr. Jiang sue you next time I go back!"
well.
This is the only way we can scare them right now.
However, no one came back at all.
On the contrary, a young writer from a village wrote her to die.
It was still her real name, and it even made the news in S City.
How tragically it was written.
Su Wanwan didn't wake up until noon the next day, and she was woken up by the child.
She remembered lying on a rock last night, looking at the stars, and then falling asleep.
As soon as she came down the mountain, the people in the village and town spread the word about her.
People looked at her with strange eyes.
The child kept calling out.
Su Wanwan went straight to an old lady who fed goat milk and said, "Grandma, could you give these two children some goat milk? They must be hungry."
The elderly woman didn't have a mobile phone to access the internet, and she lived alone. Seeing that she really liked the child in Su Wanwan's arms, she agreed.
Light was shining through the tiled roof, and Su Wanwan asked, "Grandma, do you not have the money to repair the house?"
The old woman said, "Everyone around me has passed away. My son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and husband are all gone. I live alone, and it's alright. I'm an old woman, and I'll be leaving in a few years."
Su Wanwan seemed to have met a kindred spirit, and said, "All my relatives and blood relatives are gone too."
Just then, a child ran in and asked, "Grandma, Grandma, is Sister Su here with you? A brother named Jiang Shengjun is looking for her everywhere. He says he wants to see her alive or dead, and he'll give 100,000 yuan to whoever finds Sister Su!"
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