C27 That's Her Child

"No, you said fifty thousand, not a penny less." The man answered the phone midway, probably because the other party had changed his mind. He could not help raising his voice. "This is a lead. It can help you carry on your family line. Anyway, it's just this price, I won't sell it for a single cent less. At most, I'll take care of it myself "

Seeing that everyone around him was looking at him, the man was a little embarrassed and embarrassed. He raised his hand and scratched his head. "Well, there's a pig at home. It's a pig. But if we can't raise it, we have to sell it. But we also hope to sell it for a good price. "

So it was a pig. Everyone laughed and then withdrew their doubtful gazes.

But I furrowed my brows. Don't say that the pigs I planted in those years weren't worth 50,000 dollars. Even the pigs I planted in these years couldn't be sold for that price... Furthermore, I finally understand why men look so familiar. Because he and Wang Yong were practically carved from the same mold.

That's right, that was the young Wang Yong.

He is currently doing things like stealing chickens and dogs, which is similar to what he did when he was young.

Because when the woman went to the washroom and came back, she found that her son and man were both gone. She was anxious to search one carriage after another, but even after rummaging through the train, she still found nothing.

Of course, she found the police to help, and also went to the police station to report the case with tears in her eyes, but that man seemed to disappear from the world, and she could not find him anymore...

However, the woman's husband took a liking to the child, especially the boy. They all agreed that the woman had lost the child and that they could not continue the family line. They are the sinners of the family. So after a woman had lost her child, they no longer gave her any face. It was a common occurrence. They beat and scolded her, causing her to have no good parts on her body. It was often the old wounds that had yet to heal and new injuries were added.

Of course, she had thought of resisting, but when she thought about how she had lost the child, she felt extremely sad. She could only silently bear all the punches, kicks, and insults...

She forced herself to be very, very tight. One of her nerves was always tense, and there was a possibility of breaking at any time.

When a year later, she took the train back to her hometown...

Finally, the string broke.

She cried so hard on the train that her tears kept falling. In the end, she couldn't bear the guilt in her heart and died in the toilet of the train.

And she didn't want to leave all this time because she hoped to meet her child again on the train one day.

Then, she helped him take the carefully prepared, needle-like scarf.

...

When I saw this, those illusory scenes disappeared. When I looked over again, the female ghost was about to strangle Wang Yong and Wang Jue to death.

I wanted her to stop, but I casually glanced at Jin Mu.

I knew very well that he was the one who told me to see those scenes just now. The reason why he did that was because he wanted to tell me... Wang Yong was the thief who stole a woman and a child. As for the Wang Jue who kept calling him father...

He was actually a woman's child.

That was because there was a mole on Wang Jue's chin. It was exactly the same as the boy that the woman had held in her arms.

At this moment, Jin Mu only needed to say that it was your child, and the female ghost would let Wang Jue go. After that, the mother and son would hold their heads and cry, comforting each other.

However, he did not. He still had a cold and aloof look on his face as he looked at them coldly.

He had done it on purpose.

However, the female ghost didn't kill them. She just threw Wang Yong away. Then she held Wang Jue tightly and put the red scarf around his neck. He muttered to himself. "This color, do you like it?"

Wang Jue was stunned. A line of clear tears flowed out of his eyes.

She recognized him, and he also thought of her.

When Wang Jue was kidnapped, he was already five or six years old. Although he didn't have a deep impression of him, he should know that he was kidnapped.

Wang Yong laid on the ground, as if he had realized something.

"It's you?" His voice was trembling, and he kept kowtowing to the woman, "Sorry, sorry, I... I shouldn't have kidnapped your child, I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I... I'll return him to you. "

He looked funny and pitiful as he prostrated himself on the ground. The malicious spirit in the car silently looked at him. It did not say anything and did not do anything. It just stood far away and quietly stared at him with a silent gaze.

That cold gaze was like a sharp blade cutting into his heart.

Wang Yong was even more afraid. He knocked his head so hard that it broke. Blood flowed down along with it. But he could not care about that. He continued to ask the woman for mercy, "Can you let me go? Can you let me go? Look, I... I didn't raise him into an adult, here I... I also spent a lot of effort, didn't I? "

The female ghost raised her head and looked at Wang Yong blankly.

She then lowered her head and looked at the crying child in her arms.

She seemed to hesitate.

Jin Mu snorted coldly. He could not bear to watch any longer. He did not say anything and just quietly turned around and returned to his seat.

He just left the matter behind?

"You did spend a lot of effort to take care of him, but you kept him back then because that family suddenly went back on their word. You could not sell the child in your hands, and you also thought that it was a boy who could carry on the family line, or else..."

A person like him had a heart of steel and would definitely not show any mercy. If that child was useless, he would not be willing to take care of him.

Jin Mu's back was facing those malicious spirits, and his voice was also indifferent. He spoke slowly, but every word was dug into Wang Yong's heart. He was so scared that his body trembled, and then he kowtowed to the female ghost with all his strength.

He looked quite pitiful. But it was his fault for being so pitiful. There must be something detestable about him.

The ghosts on the train also did not take his appearance to heart. They all extended their hands and accused Wang Yong of being shameless. They said that he deserved to go to the 18 layers of hell and that he would never be able to reincarnate...

In short, they were all talking at the same time and cursing Wang Yong like flowers.

The scene was in all kinds of chaos. Once, it went out of control.

In the end, Jin Mu could no longer listen. He could only silently raise his eyes to look at them, and then point out a bright path. "Can't you guys do it? Do you have to say it here?"

The ghosts looked at each other. Only then did they wake up from a dream and rush towards Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was so scared that his face turned ashen. He actually jumped off the running train through the window!

Below the train was an endless field.

The ghosts swarmed up and squeezed themselves in front of the window. They all sighed with emotion that this was too cheap for Wang Yong, but none of them were willing to jump off the train.

However, jumping down from the high-speed train would most likely only lead to death.

Even if the heavens did not have eyes and allowed him to barely survive, he would still end up in a crippled state.

This wave was not a loss.

It was even to the extent of satisfying the hearts of the people.

I also felt relaxed. Even though I was just a passerby who was just watching the show and couldn't help at all, I still felt like I had a common enemy with them.

However, I was caught by Jin Mu. He pulled me along and jumped down from the window!