Xia Yinian didn't expect that grandpa was going to the back mountain, not the backyard.

Looking at the rows of wooden houses in front of her, she blinked her lower lip, a little confused.

"Grandpa." Xia Yinian stopped and whispered, "do you want to move on?"

"Well." the old man nodded, "don't you want to go over and figure out one thing?"

"Kidnapping Miss Qing?" Xia Yinian soon remembered.

But didn't she say forget it? Feng Yifan's is poison, not medicine. She really can't extort a confession with poison.

"Yes, Yifan has a way. You don't have to worry." the old man pressed the button and the wheelchair continued to move forward.

Xia Yinian kept her hands on the handle of the wheelchair. When the wheelchair moved, she could only move forward.

"Is it really all right?" she whispered, holding her lips.

Although he didn't do it himself, Xia Yinian was still a little guilty.

If she hadn't mentioned these things, the kidnappers wouldn't have to suffer more.

"Niannian, sometimes you can't be too kind. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself. Beicheng didn't teach you this sentence?"

The old man frowned, as if he could see through the girl's mind.

Hearing uncle's name, Xia Yinian immediately reacted.

"Grandpa, that... Uncle didn't teach me, but I also understand that these kidnappers do such cruel things, of course, they don't deserve sympathy."

"I'm just worried. I think too much."

"Even if you really want more, it's not a bad thing for us to intervene," the old man continued.

"Grandpa, what do you mean..." Xia Yinian was a little confused.

"Miss Qing had an accident under the protection of Beicheng. I was surprised that Beicheng didn't kill people."

"Niannian thinks, how will several kidnappers live these days?"

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the road in front of him. The color of the fundus did not change much.

"Maybe what we do is a relief for them."

Xia Yinian pursed her lips and didn't know what to say. My uncle promised him he wouldn't kill. She really did it. She should be happy.

But if you don't kill or fight, who is willing to tell the truth?

Previously, Xia Yinian thought that these violent things would not meet him.

What Xia chuxue did to her, she thought she was the most crazy. Unexpectedly, what she met later was more and more beyond her imagination.

"Things should have been handled. Do you want to go in and have a look yourself?" the old man looked back at the people behind him.

The old man's words made Xia Yinian pull back her consciousness. She looked up and found that they had come to the wooden house.

Looking at these neat wooden houses, the girl seemed to be able to imagine how many violent incidents had taken place in these simple wooden houses.

However, she believed that people who closed their homes would not abuse violence unless they dealt with real criminals.

"OK." Xia Yinian took a deep breath and nodded.

As soon as the old man waved his hand, Feng Rui walked over and opened the door of a wooden house

After only a few minutes in the wooden house, Xia Yinian pushed his wheelchair back to the road he had just passed.

The girl behind him didn't speak. Feng Heng didn't force her. Let her experience it slowly.

Learning to grow is something everyone must experience.

Especially for those who close their homes, it is essential!

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