Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

In fact, he had thought about dying together with the bitch who cheated on him, but he couldn't bear to leave his daughter behind.

My daughter is just in her first year of high school and has a bright future. It shouldn’t be ruined by his extreme ideas.

So he endured it, kept dragging his feet on getting a divorce, and stopped actively looking for a job.

He forced a smile at his daughter: "Don't worry, we won't get divorced. What are you thinking about in your little head?"

A trace of disappointment flashed across Han Bingjie's black and white eyes, and she shouted, "But I saw and heard everything!"

One day before the summer vacation, she came back late and saw her mother walking together with a strange man, and their words and actions were quite intimate.

She was a little curious, so she followed him. Unexpectedly, the two of them turned to a corner of the park and sat on a bench, cuddling as if no one was around.

This scene greatly stimulated her. Just as she was about to step forward to question him, she heard the man ask, "Is your husband still unwilling to divorce?"

Her mother said disdainfully, "Yeah, he's just trying to save face and suffer. I've talked him so much, but he just won't look for a job. I'm afraid we won't be able to support Xiaojie if she follows him."

"That won't work. You have to urge him. Xiaojie is his daughter. If he doesn't raise her, who will?"

"That's right. When he has a stable income and Xiaojie is left to him, I will divorce him."

Is there anything more cruel than this? Her own mother despised her existence and blocked her path to happiness.

She didn't dare tell her father about this and tried to keep quiet at home. She was depressed for a long time because of this.

When her good friend Xiaomei found out about this, she advised her to relax, saying that divorce is very normal in today's society.

But she doesn't want her parents to be like this. Once they divorce, will this family still be a family?

At this time, Xiaomei gave her an idea. If she ran away from home, the couple would immediately give up the idea of ​​divorce and come to find her.

In the process of looking for her, the relationship might be rekindled. If she appears again at that time, wouldn't it be a happy reunion?

She followed Xiaomei to Leyun Town, where Xiaomei's home was. Han Bingjie stayed there as a summer job.

She and Xiaomei didn't expect the incident to become so serious that the police were even alerted. Xiaomei was so scared that she didn't dare to go to Han Liang to tell him the news.

She thought that when someone found her, it would be her parents, and their relationship would be restored, but what she saw were two strangers.

"Hey, kid, why didn't you tell your dad if you had something to say? You had to run away from home, scaring your dad so much that he couldn't sleep for nights, fearing that something bad might happen to you."

After hearing what his daughter said, Han Liang understood what was bothering her and felt relieved. Knowing the reason, he could solve the problem.

"No matter what happens between your mother and I in the future, you are my precious daughter. You must believe in Dad. Even if we really get divorced, Dad will be able to support you!"

Han Bingjie's eyes were red, she knew in her heart that divorce was inevitable and her mother could not turn back.

The hatred in my heart emerged. It was all that man's fault. If it weren't for him, how could my mother be willing to leave this home.

Han Liang, who was concentrating on comforting his daughter, did not notice the hatred in his daughter's eyes.

Zhang Hui saw it all, and wondered, who did this little girl hate? Her mother?

"Come home with Dad. As soon as we get home, I will divorce your mom. She can leave if she wants. I only want my precious daughter."

Han Bingjie couldn't stop her tears from falling. The softer her father's voice became, the more distressed she felt.

The girl who came out with her was Xiaomei. She had been working here with Han Bingjie for half a year and was very bored, but she didn't dare to tell Han Bingjie.

"Xiao Jie, you should go home. Look, your uncle has aged several years just to find you."

Xiaomei's persuasion made Han Bingjie notice that her father's face, with its unshaven beard and full of wrinkles, looked more than just a few years older. Even if he said he was ten years older, people would believe it.

Han Bingjie finally nodded and agreed to go back, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Liang was so happy that he seemed to be back to the day his daughter was born.

The little girl was wrapped in the swaddling clothes carefully prepared by Liu Xiaohui, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

He didn't dare to hug it, for fear that this soft ball of flesh would be broken.

Later, my daughter grew up day by day, and until today, sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time flies so fast.

How many days can he still accompany the child? Just forget the unhappiness, and for the remaining days, the father and daughter depend on each other, which is also good.

On the way back, Han Bingjie hugged her father's arm tightly and slowly fell asleep.

After bidding farewell to Han Liang who thanked them profusely, the two returned to the Municipal Bureau.

An Yuchun was very impressed with their performance. The other three groups also returned to the team one after another, and the mission was successfully completed.

When Zhang Shou took back the Xuntong Crane, the six of them showed reluctant expressions. This thing was really useful and they didn't have to worry about not finding anyone.

She checked the conditions of the three paper cranes and found that the spiritual energy of paper crane number three was almost non-existent. That was because their group ran quite far. Fortunately, there was no delay.

Most of the remaining data now concerns people who have been missing for a long time, so the tracking crane is of little use.

Zhang Hui kept thinking about what to do next so that he could find these children as quickly as possible.

Only she can unleash the power of the retrospective beads. It is not impossible for her and Xiao Qingze to find them back one by one.

But the same thing goes, what about her studies?

It's so depressing! Forget it, I'll go back to sleep first, maybe I'll have a good idea when I wake up.

She waved and said hello to An Yuchun, Xiao Qingze and several team members, then left.

"Hello, who is this?" Zhang Hui, who was half asleep, barely opened his eyes and answered the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone shouted in disbelief: "Zhang Hui, you actually sleep in too! What time is it? The sun is shining on your butt!"

Zhang Hui blinked, his mind cleared up a little, and looked at his phone again. It was Chu Xingman calling.

"I didn't get enough rest yesterday, so I slept a little longer." She yawned and looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock. No wonder Chu Xingman said she slept in.

"Zhang Hui, Happy New Year's Eve! I wish you a happy new year in advance!" Chu Xingman's cheerful voice came.

Ah, is it New Year's Eve already? It goes by so fast! I'm so busy every day that I forget the time.

She jumped out of bed and turned to the calendar her grandmother hung in the living room, and it was indeed New Year's Eve.

"Oh, I forgot today is New Year's Eve, Xingman, have you made dumplings?"

"I've already made them. My mom won't let me do it, saying that the dumplings I make will turn into soup when they're put into the pot. Hahahaha..."

The two of them chatted about family matters and some trivial daily life. Outside the window, small and gentle snowflakes were floating down.

"Oh my God! Why did you come out wearing so little? What if you catch a cold? Tomorrow is the first day of the Chinese New Year!"

His grandmother screamed, and Zhang Hui realized that he had forgotten to wear his cotton jacket when he was talking to Xingman on the phone, and he came out wearing only his long-sleeved shirt and long trousers.

She gave her grandmother an apologetic smile, followed her grandmother's push, went back into the house, and was pushed into the bed.

"Warm yourself up well and come out when you're warm!" Grandma had a fierce look on her face and veins on her forehead were throbbing.

Zhang Hui didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to let his grandmother wrap him tightly in the quilt, like a silkworm cocoon.

The old man looked at her and went out angrily.

Zhang Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief and stretched his arms out from under the quilt. "Hello, are you there? Xingman."

“Yes, yes! Was that grandma just now? Hahaha…” Chu Xingman grinned from the other end of the phone.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hui, who looks calm and steady, becomes a child in front of his grandmother.

Zhang Hui sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll let you laugh for a minute."

One minute means one minute, no compromise!

After the two of them had a good communication and relationship, Zhang Hui gulped down the ginger sugar water his mother brought before getting out of bed.

"Where's grandma?" Zhang got up and didn't see anyone.

"I went to buy groceries with your grandpa. She is such a child. It's cold. I said I would go, but she refused to go."

She went to the kitchen and ate the breakfast her grandmother had left for her.

Zhang Wenxiu started chopping the meat, preparing to make dumplings later.

Zhang Hui washed her hands and went to help. She was very strong and chopped the large piece of pork belly into granular meat filling in just a few strokes.

"Knock knock knock..." The door was knocked loudly.

Zhang Wenxiu muttered, "Who is this? It's New Year's Day, and you're knocking on the door so urgently."

It shouldn't be Xiao Qingze. Zhang Hui used his spiritual sense to scan over and saw Zhang Wentao and his wife standing outside the gate.

It turned out that my uncle and aunt had come. Well, my grandparents didn’t want to go back to the village to celebrate the New Year, so they naturally had to come to the city to celebrate the New Year together.

"Something happened! Where is Xiaohui?" As the door opened, Zhang Wentao grabbed his sister's arm and asked.