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Chapter 2 Young ferrets dressed as human cubs

Cen Abao had just reached the edge of the cliff when he heard the cries of the Cen family.

Mrs. Cen fell straight in the middle, surrounded by Cen's family members crying.

Sadness and heartache filled Cen Abao's chest, tears flowed like money, and he rushed over with his short legs, pushing away the crowd: "Grandma, grandma, what's wrong with you, don't die, don't die. "

Boss Cen saw his daughter who had fallen off the cliff appearing in front of him in good condition, and rubbed his eyes vigorously in shock. He squatted down, his voice trembling: "Ah, Ah Bao, it's really you, why did you come up here?"

Cen Abao didn't have the heart to explain the older ones, trembling, she touched Old Madam Cen's face, pinching someone, and stroking her chest.

But Mrs. Cen showed no signs of waking up.

Cen Abao wailed anxiously, his dirty little face stuck to the old lady Cen's drained face, choked and choked: "Grandma, I am Abao, Abao is not dead, so please wake up quickly, okay?" ? Without milk, what will Po do?"

The Cen family listened with pain in their hearts.

Boss Cen sniffled. He is the boss of the family, so he has to take the lead, so he said: "Let's find a place to bury my mother. The road is in chaos. Don't let wild dogs and hungry victims eat it."

"You unfilial thing, you still want to bury your old lady." Old Madam Cen coughed and coughed weakly.

Just now, she really didn't come up in one breath and didn't want to live anymore. Then she heard the voice of her little granddaughter. The little granddaughter is her life. Even if she runs, she has to run out of the palace of the king of hell.

"Grandma!" Cen Abao put his arms around Granny Cen's neck in surprise: "Grandma, you're awake, woo, that's great."

No matter how strong Mrs. Cen was, her granddaughter was like rotten noodles, her pincer-like arms hugged her small body vigorously, her mouth was pursed, and a line of tears flowed down Gully's face.

Enough hugging, Mrs. Cen held her granddaughter and looked at her carefully: "Is it injured? Is it bleeding?"

"That's right, there's a bump on the back of the head." Cen Abao wanted to reach for it, but found that his arms were not long enough.

The old lady Cen touched it with her hand, feeling distressed: "There are still three eggs in the bag, let your father boil it later, put the hot eggs on the boil, and then the bag will go down."

"My dear grandson, you... Grandma watched you fall, how did you get up?" Mrs. Cen felt weird, and felt that her eyes were right.

Cen Abao patted his forehead, thinking about something he forgot.

She got down from Granny Cen's arms and brought back a dirty little boy: "Grandma, he saved me."

The little dirty boy was taller than Cen Abao by a slap, skinny and skinny, with big eyes bulging, his baggy clothes were torn into rags, only one straw sandal was left, and there were a few bright blood spots on his other foot Bubble.

Granny Cen recognized it after careful inspection: "You are... a child of Old Qi's family?"

To be precise, he is the adopted son of Lao Qi's family in the same village.

The little dirty boy Qi Zeyao nodded.

"Boy, what are you doing? Where are your parents?"

"Lost me." Qi Zeyao's eyes were empty.

Old lady Cen was filled with desolation, Lao Qi was notoriously wicked and selfish, Lao Qi's family had a son, and now it was a catastrophe, how could it be possible to bring this adopted son, so many people would have an extra mouth.

Cen Abao looked over, and felt strangely familiar with Shang Qi Zeyao's eyes, and at the same time, she felt sorry for the child.

She walked up to Mrs. Cen in small steps, holding the corner of her clothes with her small hand and shaking: "Grandma always said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda..."

The old lady Cen poked her little head with her fingers lovingly: "My grandma knows what you're thinking, he saved you, so grandma can still be a white-eyed wolf?"

"laugh……"

The old lady Cen squatted down and plucked the weeds off his head: "You saved Ah Bao, you are the savior of our old Cen's family, you are so young, you can't run away by yourself, you are determined, just follow us. "

Qi Zeyao raised his head slowly, reflected on Mrs. Cen's words for a while, and pointed at Abao Cen: "Follow her?"

"Yes."

Qi Zeyao lowered his head and pursed his lips in joy.

Mrs. Cen thought it was fun: "This kid is still shy."

Cen Abao happily pulled him: "We will help each other in the future."

Qi Zeyao thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "Mutual."

Old man Cen glanced at his sons and daughters-in-law, lowered his eyelids, and said with a stern face: "I know what's going on in your heart, but you have to hold back all of them. If anyone shakes face at A Yao, winks, and says For those who don't like it, go on each side of the road towards the sky!"

"Eh."

"understood."

Uneven voices responded.

The old lady Cen had a strong body and stood up on the ground. The eyes carved on her thin face swept over one by one. The flesh on her face trembled, showing a cold and stern expression: "Where is that bitch Sun Lainan?"

The second child, Cen Zhaoshan, rubbed his callused hands, mumbling his mouth, and just about to say something, the old lady Cen yelled back: "Second child, this was caused by your wife, who almost killed Ah Bao. , if you dare to intercede, we will break the relationship between mother and child."

Cen Zhaoshan was startled, a bead of sweat dripped from his face, he squatted on the ground with a heavy groan, clutching his head with both hands.

There were people moving behind the shade of the tree, and Mr. Cen yelled, ordering his two sons: "A Zhuo, A Run, go and catch them."

"okay."

The two brothers rolled up their sleeves, rounded their arms and were about to rush out, but Qi Zeyao rushed out like a wild wolf, and they were dumbfounded.

"Oh, who are you, you little bastard, let me go." Sun Lainan cursed, his chubby hands scratching the ground and refused to move.

Qi Zeyao had no expression on his face, and dragged the man to Mrs. Cen like a dead pig.

Cen Abao applauded in his heart, Xing Xing stared at Qi Zeyao, he didn't expect this little dirty boy to be so powerful in fighting.

Seeing Cen Abao's expression, Qi Zeyao involuntarily puffed up his chest.

The old lady Cen stared at Sun Lainan with her hooked eyes, and kicked her hips angrily: "I'll kick you to death, you vicious woman, you black hearted one, Ah Bao is so young, you also grew up watching her grow up Yes, why are you so determined?"

Granny Cen took a breath, reached out to brush her hair, and slapped her mouth twice.

"No." Old Madam Cen couldn't hold back her breath, she took out a kitchen knife from her bag, "If I have her today, I will kill this vicious woman."

Sun Lainan screamed, knelt on the ground and hugged Mrs. Cen's legs, with weedy hair, snot and tears from crying, begging for mercy tremblingly: "Mother, mother, I was wrong, don't kill me!" Don't kill me, I know I was wrong."

"Ah bah, is it useful to say that I'm wrong after I kill you?" Mrs. Cen's face was flushed, her eyes were scarlet, as if they were covered with spider webs.

At this time, there was only the sound of kneeling on the ground, and a hoarse roar came through: "Grandma! Don't!"

(End of this chapter)