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Zhuang Yichen raised his hand and saw that the person who hit him was Qiu's mother. He didn't dare to fight back for a moment. Li Yong was anxious to compensate. When he was a good man, he grabbed Qiu's mother's hand. "In laws, in laws, calm down. Can you let the children say it by themselves?"

"Yes, what? Who, children? I have only one child, Qiu Xiaoya! He is such a big man that he has no children! " Qiu's mother felt uncomfortable, especially after Xiao Ya left.

She choked in her heart. Xiaoya had thought that if Zhuang Yichen came one day on a whim, she would go so clean that she didn't even contact her family.

Her daughter, a daughter of more than 20 years, doesn't even call home for such a man.

Thinking about her daughter's suicide for Kang Yiyun in the past, she now dared not close her eyes and couldn't eat any food. If her husband hadn't comforted her all day, she would have committed suicide now.

Holding a broom in his hand, he lowered his head and bit Li Yong's hand.

What has the final say in her family? Qiu's father has always had the last word. Qiu dad has been listening to her from love to marriage. She has been queen at home since then, and she had been very tough.

Moreover, the living environment is not a high-class society. People are dealing with three aunts and six women. When we are together, we are gossiping. We are never afraid of anyone when we quarrel.

She's a bit of a bitch.

Therefore, the matter of biting Li Yong's hand is also easy to do.

The free hand waved again, swung the broom and went to fight Zhuang Yichen.

Zhuang Yichen just blocked his face. He hit him in other places and didn't say anything.

"Mom, you can play whatever you want. Let me talk to the demon first."

"Dream!"

Zhuang Yichen's politeness and respect can only reach this point. After being beaten for so long, he was afraid that if his mother Qiu didn't fight, he would close the door. He simply shook mother Qiu's shoulder and mentioned it to the side.

Mother Qiu was startled by Zhuang Yichen's strong spirit. She was a little fat. Zhuang Yichen held her shoulder and opened it. 19o3p。

In his stupor, Zhuang Yichen has entered the house. There are Xiaoya's slippers at the door. When he gets married, he comes to pick up the wedding. He knows that the room facing south is Xiaoya's. even if Xiaoya gets married, mother Qiu is reluctant to bring this house with a good orientation to live by herself and leave it to Xiaoya if it is empty.

Mother Qiu couldn't stop her from striding towards the house in the south.

The door was eagerly pushed open by Zhuang Yichen.

The lips with a smile were frozen into ice bars, and nothing changed in the room. When they got married, they went back to the door and walked the old tradition. They still lived here for a night. When he woke up the next day, Qiu's mother cleaned up the room. Before he left, he came into the room and took his watch.

No one has ever lived in this room. The quilt is folded on the bed / bed, but a large colored cloth covers the quilt and the whole bed to prevent dust.

No one has lived in this room for a long time. It tastes very astringent when inhaled into the nose.

"Mom, where's Xiaoya?" Zhuang Yichen turned around and looked at Qiu's mother and father who came towards him in a daze.

"You still ask me who she is?" Mother Qiu picked up the stool in the hall and threw it at Zhuang Yichen.

Zhuang Yichen stood where he was, and his shoulder could catch the stool. Li Yong shouted, "young master!" When I rushed over, it was too late.

Zhuang Yichen gave a stuffy hum, but he didn't hide. The blood in his eyes was crimson, "Mom, where has Xiaoya gone?"

"I don't know!"

Mother Qiu "Wow!" She sat down on the ground like a shrew who had just finished a quarrel, but the tears in her voice were not the must kill skill when throwing, but the pathetic cry, "I don't know!"

"Where has my boss gone?"

"She won't tell me!"

Mother Qiu's sad voice echoed in the room, as if someone would tear her heart and lungs if she lost her close relatives and loved ones. She didn't want to cry like this, but where did her daughter go and where?

Is it safe to take money with you? Will you meet bad people?

All this made it difficult for her to control herself.

Zhuang Yichen was frightened by Qiu's mother's cry. He was very flustered. According to his judgment, such crying was not pretended, like human cells were splitting.

He felt that the cells in his body were also splitting

"You go! You are not welcome in our family. If you don't go, I'll call the police! " Qiu's father has never been a quarrelsome person. While wiping Qiu's mother's tears, he yelled at Zhuang Yichen

Zhuang Yichen went downstairs. Those shoes have been picked up. I think so. Xiaoya always likes gorgeous shoes. Tens of thousands of shoes are thrown downstairs. Anyone who knows the goods or not can't help taking them home?

Zhuang Yichen was always depressed and couldn't find a place to vent. He went into the lawn. No matter how far away the building of Qiu's father and mother's house is, he went in to find it.

"Young master, don't look for it. Someone must have picked it."

"Uncle Li, you go back first and I'll find it for a while. You know, the little demon likes shoes very much and doesn't know how my eyes are. Maybe she doesn't like it. She's always picky about clothes." Zhuang Yichen was stuffy and didn't let go. The community was not big and the lawn was not big. There were only six small lawns and four small flower beds.

The road was narrow. Some cars stopped between the road and the lawn. After looking for the lawn, Zhuang Yichen began to check under the chassis of each car.

Li Yong followed behind without speaking. "Young master, young grandma may just go out for a break and come back in a few days. When she comes back, I'll talk to her."

Zhuang Yichen was not talking. He focused on what he did. Every time he found a car, he stood up and looked at the sky, and then continued. He began to hate that the community was too small, because soon he had turned the community over.

Although it was early spring, it was still cold at night. Li Yong found a flashlight. The fog on the flashlight beam surrounded Zhuang Yichen. The cold did not freeze Zhuang Yichen. On the contrary, he was sweating on his forehead because he kept walking around.

It was dawn, and he looked twice and couldn't find the shoes.

The new style in spring is flirtatious red, with a heel of 9cm. Xiaoya always likes high heels, and some even wear them only once or twice.

The sky turned bright, reminding Zhuang Yichen that he had been fruitless all night. He hated such a hint.

He finally began to lose his temper and became angry with Li Yong, "go and adjust the monitoring! Dig three feet and I'll find my shoes! "

Li Yong immediately turned off the flashlight and went to the security room.

He knew that the young master was looking for more than a pair of shoes

And grandma

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