Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 132 Yan Congkuan [Rescue] Yan Ce

Yan Congling was handed over to the care of Wang Anan and Wang Feng by Yan Congkuan.

Because his mother-in-law's belly was heavy, her legs and feet were a little swollen after walking. Wang Anan helped her squeeze her legs and feet to prevent Wang Feng from getting hurt when she walked again.

Su Mo has something to do, and he doesn't know where he is now.

Anyway, those who fall into the swamp are not our own people.

When misfortune comes, fortune rests on it; when fortune comes, misfortune rests.

Su Mo knew that although the swamp was dangerous, there was definitely no shortage of vegetation around it.

In her mind, there were many plants that liked moisture, so she just took the opportunity to go out and look for them.

The trading system still needs two types of non-polluting collection items and eighty cents to reach level two.

Maybe with luck, her trading system can be upgraded directly this time.

Her chocolate, glutinous rice balls, milk tea, and even her favorite hot pot are here.

Yan Yi, with the support of Zhang Guilan, followed Su Mo's footsteps.

"Why are you following me if you don't watch the two children?" Three black lines were drawn on Su Mo's forehead.

"The eldest sister-in-law and second cousin-in-law are watching over the child. It's okay. My wife is the one who will confirm that she will take care of the child."

Su Mo looked Yan Yi up and down and saw that Zhang Guilan was supporting him when he walked, so he pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "Are you sure you are the one taking care of me?"

Yan Yi's face was okay. He approached Su Mo without blushing and said, "It's hard for a lady to worry about her husband's body."

"One mouthful is a woman's, and the shouting is smooth."

"Is not it?"

Well... from a legal point of view, she seems... maybe... probably... maybe... she is really Yan Yi's wife.

God, let her get married directly before she even fell in love.

Is this considered marriage first and love later?

Tsk tsk tsk, that’s not right either. At least both of them have the idea of ​​marriage first, love later, but obviously at the moment, neither she nor Yan Yi has this idea.

However, she almost no longer thinks about Heli.

She felt that being at peace or being apart didn't seem to have much impact on her.

Yan Yi sighed, with a bit of resentment in his tone: "If the wife doesn't need to be a husband, then the husband has to..."

Originally, Su Mo thought that Yan Yi would say something, so her husband had to leave first.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yi glanced at Su Mo and said, "Then I have no choice but to follow him shamelessly."

Su Mo walked forward, not forgetting to warn: "Be careful where you step."

The corners of Yan Yi's mouth were lifted up without any trace, and the fierce girl was afraid of being entangled, which was indeed good.

...

After Yan Congkuan settled Yan Congling, he picked up the wooden stick beside him and rushed towards Yan Ce.

Coming closer, he took a few deep breaths and rubbed his cheeks with his hands to make his face look soft.

"Uncle, here."

Hearing Yan Congkuan's shout, Yan Ce turned his head.

He saw a half-year-old child standing outside, holding a long wooden stick in his hand and waving to him.

Yan Ce's heart moved.

"Kuan'er, save me."

At this time, Yan Ce's body had already fallen into the quagmire, and he was about to sink into his chest/mouth.

Two members of the Wang family have been successfully rescued, but Yan Yan has not yet been dragged up.

When a person is stuck in a quagmire, the quagmire keeps pulling down the harsh body, and the original weight will increase several times. Moreover, the people who save him are old, weak, women and children, so the speed is naturally much slower.

Even if Yan Ce knew that any movement would speed up his descent, he would have no choice but to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

"Kuan'er, please call them to help, uncle can't hold on anymore."

Yan Congkuan handed out the stick with a smile. "Uncle, please pick it up. I'll rescue you."

Yan Ce didn't expect that it was Yan Congkuan who saved him at the critical moment.

Looking at his mother and grandmother, they put him last and his father first.

If time delayed any longer, he would die.

"Good boy, you can't do it alone, call some more people." Yan Ce wanted to survive, but it was obvious that Yan Congkuan was too weak on his own.

"You should grab it first and don't let your body sink. My uncle and aunt are not here at the moment. I will help you control your body first."

Yan Congkuan spoke so loudly that almost everyone around him heard him.

What a child who values ​​affection and righteousness, he actually came to save people at such a young age.

Yan Ce always felt that something was abnormal.

How could a stick keep him under control?

Moreover, he has always been very mean to Yan Congkuan. Can this child really repay kindness with hatred?

But he didn't have time to think about it carefully.

When the stick came to him, all he wanted to do was hold on tight and stay alive.

As soon as he opened his hand, Yan Congkuan's body suddenly swayed to one side, and the wooden stick hit Yan Ce's face.

Yan Congkuan deliberately amplified his voice just now, just to let everyone hear that Yan Congkuan was saving people. Even if he did something wrong, no one would accuse him.

At the same time, Yan Ce let down his guard and allowed the wooden stick in his hand to reach Yan Ce smoothly.

Otherwise, even though Yan Ce is wearing a shackle, if he wants to avoid it, as long as he really grabs the stick, Yan Congkuan will not be able to pull the stick.

But now, Yan Congkuan has extended the wooden stick to a certain range. Yan Ce's hands are trapped in the shackles, and the space for movement is limited. He cannot grasp the wooden stick at all, but the wooden stick can be near Yan Ce's head. Move as you please.

"Ah..." Yan Ce felt pain.

Just as he was about to curse, Yan Congkuan shouted: "Uncle, don't move. I can't control the direction of the stick, but you should hold on."

His voice was very loud, and to other people's ears, it meant that he was really trying his best to save people. Unfortunately, the stick was too long, and the little child couldn't control the direction, and Yan Ce failed to grab the stick in time.

Ever since, Yan Congkuan's body began to sway left and right.

"Snapped…"

"Snapped…"

"Snapped…"

Each blow hit Yan Ce's face with incomparable precision.

Yan Ce originally wanted to curse, but the slap on his face hurt so much that he couldn't open his mouth.

He wanted to avoid it, but whenever he shook, his body would sink faster. After hiding a few times, he no longer dared to move.

He could only hold on to his breath and wait until Yan Yan was rescued or the officials finished rescuing the Wang family before they came to rescue him.

Yan Ce couldn't express the pain in his heart at the moment, and his eyes were full of crazy anger.

Bastard, if I could survive, I would definitely cut you and your mother into pieces.

Yan Ce was furious.

But because his face was slapped so hard that it irritated his eyes, tears gradually fell from his eyes uncontrollably.

Yan Congkuan fought harder and harder. He originally had two thoughts.

If Yan Ce hides from the wooden stick, he will sink faster. When the time comes and no one comes to save him, he will have no choice but to die, and his mother Wang Feng's sorrow will be avenged.

If Yan Ce didn't dodge the stick, then he would beat the drowned dog and slap Yan Ce's years of resentment on Yan Ce's face, which would also be considered as venting his anger on his mother, Wang Feng.

In short, I just can't let this beast have an easy time.

"Uncle, don't cry. What are you doing with the stick? I want you to catch it, catch it."

Yan Congkuan pumped happily and shouted loudly.

Everyone was concentrating on saving people, and no one paid any attention to him, but his voice reached everyone's ears.

(End of this chapter)