Three-year-old Little Dragon: I'm the Pampered Darling in the Villain's House

Chapter 73 Zaizai sheds tears without rain

In the yard, Xingxing was pitifully picked up by Song Weiguo. She pursed her lips and shouted pitifully: "Daddy, please don't beat Xingxing. Xingxing will never listen to them singing operas again."

Whenever the Song family goes out to sell a stall, Xingxing will definitely follow them, so she often sees a lot of lively people, especially those who are opera singers and storytellers, and she actually learns a lot of words over time.

However, it was useless for her to cry this time. Song Weiguo spanked her before letting her go.

Xingxing frowned and looked around at everyone in the yard. He subconsciously walked towards his eldest brother Song Jiyuan with his little feet. But when he was halfway there, he remembered that his eldest brother didn't help him just now. Wuwuwu.Therefore, everyone watched helplessly as the little guy walked towards Li Chengqian with his little feet.

Xingxing stretched out her chubby little arms towards the little boy who was a head taller than herself: "Brother Chenggan, give me a hug."

While she was yelling, she stretched out a paw to touch her butt, and her big eyes were a little wet.

When Song Jiyuan and Song Jichen saw this scene, they subconsciously looked up to the sky, but... except that it was a bit cloudy, there was no sign of rain.

Song Jichen stood aside, his hands hanging on his sides clenched so tightly that his palms were bleeding.

Even though Li Chengqian had no feelings for children in his heart, seeing the pitiful appearance of the short boy in front of him, he walked towards her uncontrollably and took her into his arms.

"Gan! Thief, let go of my sister!" Seeing Xingxing in Li Chengqian's arms, Xuanxuan shouted dissatisfied and pointed at Li Chengqian with a small wooden stick in his hand.

"I think you deserve a beating." Song Weiguo turned around and picked up Xuan Xuan, preparing to serve a meal of fried meat on bamboo boards.

Suddenly, the courtyard of the Song family was filled with the sounds of wailing children.

After all, who among them would hold grudges against their own family? Mrs. Song quickly pulled Jiang Wan over and carefully checked her left and right.

"Wan'er, what on earth is going on? You scared me." Mrs. Song still remembers the anger she felt when she cut off the person's arm.

Jiang Wan changed her clothes and told what happened today without avoiding the children.

"Mom, don't be afraid if I tell you." Jiang Wan took Mrs. Song's hand and said in a slow voice: "Those people selling tofu are indeed human traffickers. What the government said is wrong. They not only steal children, He also wants to tie up a woman.”

"Damn these days." Mrs. Song was so angry that her hands began to tremble subconsciously.

She couldn't imagine what she would do if Jiang Wan couldn't come back?
"Mom, why are you arresting adults? Aren't children more valuable?" Xuanxuan asked with a confused look on his face.

Jiang Wan glanced at Song Weiguo and saw that Song Weiguo's face was still a little livid, so she reached out and put her hand in Song Weiguo's broad palm, and then continued: "I have the thought of casting a line to catch a big fish, so... …I didn’t put up much resistance. When I was kidnapped by them, I heard a piece of news related to their purpose of arresting me.”

"What's the news?" Mrs. Song asked.

"Aunt Jiang's body smells rancid..."

The little boy who was leaning against him suddenly spoke.

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