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Another thing is that they have to hurry to find Li Ran’s son. They can’t afford to waste the golden 72 hours.

For a moment, everyone fell into deep thought, and only silence remained in the small room.

"It's getting late. Go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow." Zhang Baoshun was the first to break the atmosphere in the room.

So Zhang Hui went to sleep with his sister-in-law, the farmer's eldest brother slept with his son, and the rest of them slept in the west wing. The baby was taken care of by Officer Liu.

There was no conversation that night. When the day dawned, everyone who had something on their mind had already gotten up and prepared to leave. The eldest sister-in-law also got up early to prepare meals for everyone and fed the children.

"Boss, you should go to the village chief's house and explain the situation." As soon as the eldest brother put down his bowl, his sister-in-law urged him to go out.

After a while, a long-faced old man in his fifties walked into the yard. He was the village chief, Old Man Liao.

Without saying anything more, he asked the farmer to pick up the child and go straight to Xiuqin's house.

Officer Liu and his colleagues naturally followed. In case the child was not that person, they would have to take the child back and place him somewhere else.

Xiuqin's house was not far away, and they arrived in a few minutes. Before they even reached the door, the village chief's loud voice called out, "Dawei, open the door!"

The old, faded wooden door creaked open, and a man in his thirties came out with a smile.

Zhang Hui was not surprised to see that the red line between the baby's eyebrows and the eyebrows of the man who opened the door were instantly connected.

"Village chief, what are you doing here? Have you had breakfast? Come in quickly."

The village chief entered the house without saying a word, and the others followed suit.

"Where is Xiuqin?" The man's face turned pale when the village chief said the first sentence when he entered the room.

"Xiuqin, Xiuqin is not feeling well and is resting in the inner room." The man hesitated, feeling extremely guilty especially when he saw the baby in the farmer's eldest brother's arms.

"This is the baby born by Xiuqin, right?" Old Man Liao said with certainty, pointing at the child.

Dawei quickly shook his head: "No, Xiuqin hasn't given birth yet."

"Not giving birth? Then ask Xiuqin to come out!" The village chief refused to give in.

Dawei stammered and didn't dare to say anything. Seeing this group of people filling the small main room, it made it difficult for him to breathe.

The village chief pounded his waist and gave him a sharp look with his eyes: "Can't you shout? How about I go and shout myself?"

Dawei's forehead was covered with sweat soon. He said to the village chief in a low voice, "Village chief, Xiuqin was born, but she was unlucky. She died at birth. I gave her to..."

"Throw it away? Really?" The village chief answered him, raising his voice in anger, "How do you know the child is hopeless? Are you a doctor?"

"Who told you that the child is dead?" Zhang Hui asked unhappily, "He is fine. He is sleeping soundly."

"Open your dog eyes and see if this person is alive or not?" The village chief scolded him.

The village chief knew Dawei's family situation. Xiuqin had been married for five years and had given birth to three girls in a row, and had sent two away.

The fines that should have been paid had all been paid, and all the valuables that should have been taken away had been taken away, leaving only an empty shell of a house, yet they still tried so hard to give birth to a son.

Although she was extremely poor, she was still determined to have a son. When she heard that she was pregnant with her fourth child, she prayed to gods and looked everywhere for some secret recipe.

A few days ago, he was thinking about doing some ideological work on him. It's almost the new millennium, how come there is a throne to inherit in the family? This guy has a wooden head!

"Village chief, Dawei is a young boy who doesn't understand things. What did he do wrong? Tell me, I will beat him..." Dawei's mother walked into the main room tremblingly.

The village chief sighed deeply. Seeing her old face, gray hair, and weaker health, he advised her earnestly, "Old sister Li, you are not in good health. You should go back and have a rest. I will talk to Dawei about this. After all, you have been married and have built a career for many years. You should be sensible, right?"

Dawei just felt like he had coptis in his mouth, and it was all bitter.

Dawei's mother grabbed the village chief's arm and said with sorrow: "Village chief, although Dawei is over 30 years old, he doesn't even have a child to carry on the family line. If he was sensible, he should have divorced that woman long ago and found another one to give birth to a boy. Then I can report to his father when I die, right?"

"Mom! Xiuqin has been married to me for so many years and she hasn't made any mistakes. Can you please stop blaming her all the time?" Dawei shouted in unbearable pain.

Dawei's mother showed resentment on her face: "Not giving birth to a boy is her biggest mistake!" Still not satisfied, she said hatefully: "Divorce her quickly and find another one!"

The village chief was confused: This doesn’t make sense. Xiuqin is such a good daughter, why doesn’t she know how to appreciate her blessings?

Zhang Baoshun watched this coldly and immediately said, "Auntie, I'm from our Luoying County Branch. I just want to ask you, is this child born by Xiuqin?"

When Dawei's mother heard this, her heart skipped a beat. Why did the police come to ask about this? They... wouldn't they arrest me and put me in jail?

"Auntie?" Officer Liu had such sharp eagle eyes. Noticing her facial expression change, he stepped forward and asked.

Dawei's mother trembled and asked in a low voice: "The baby was born lifeless. Is it against the law for me to ask Dawei to throw it away?"

"Was the baby really dead when it was born?" Zhang Baoshun questioned. "If you don't tell the truth, I will have to ask you to go to the police station."

Dawei's mother was shocked and couldn't stand the pressure. She stammered, "When Xiuqin gave birth to another girl, I was so angry that I gave the child to..."

"Ahhh..." A scream broke the dull atmosphere. It was Xiuqin! I don't know when she came out. She was pale and leaning against the wall weakly.

She widened her eyes in disbelief: "Mom! Didn't you say that the child had a hard life and died at birth?"

Dawei hurried forward to support her: "Go back to your room and lie down." Xiuqin pushed him away with resentment: "How dare you say you don't know that your daughter was killed by her?"

Dawei was speechless for a moment, her anger and sadness enveloped him like fog.

He saw with his own eyes that his mother suffocated the child to death, and then he threw the child up the mountain. Unexpectedly, the child was just fainted and was not suffocated to death. Instead, he almost froze to death on the mountain.

He wanted to say that we will have children in the future, and after we give birth to a boy, we will never have any more children, and he will let you live a good life.

But in the end, he just moved his lips a few times, and looked at Xiuqin's heartbroken eyes without uttering a word.

The farmer handed the child in his arms to Xiuqin carefully: "Xiuqin, look, this child is very lucky. She met a kind person who saved her. This child survived a great disaster and will surely have good fortune in the future."

Xiuqin held the child in her arms, tears streaming down her thin face, and whispered softly: "You shouldn't have been born in my belly, this home is not a home..."

The village chief sighed and said, "Dawei, look at your family! It's bare. Look at Xiuqin again. What was it like when she first got married? What is it like now?"

"Don't you have any heart at all? Do you want to starve Xiuqin to death? Can her body bear to have four children in five years?"

Dawei held his head in his hands and squatted on the ground without saying a word. Dawei's mother wanted to say something, but Zhang Baoshun took out the silver bracelet and said, "Auntie, you are suspected of intentional homicide. Please come with me."

"What? Murder? I didn't, don't talk nonsense, she is my granddaughter, not an outsider..." Dawei's mother was so scared that her face turned pale, and she tried to defend herself while trembling.

The rest of her words were so low that they could not be heard, but Zhang Hui heard them clearly: You are just a newborn baby, you haven't eaten a single bite of food, you are not considered a human being...

The more Zhang Hui listened, the angrier he got. This old woman was such a scumbag, she should be taught a lesson so that she wouldn't dare to do such bad things again, but she still thought it was justified.

She touched her storage bag, pulled out a lightning-inducing talisman, made a gesture and waved her hand, and the talisman paper silently stuck to Dawei's mother's back.

"Boom..." There were a few loud thunders. The lightning and thunder in the sunny day were so sudden and scary.

Dawei's mother, who had just walked out of the house, was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, and was hit by the sword the next second.

After being baptized by thunder and lightning, her body was charred black, her hair was like a broom straight up into the sky, and she kept muttering: "This is God's punishment for me, I am guilty..."

Zhang Hui touched the little snowball in her arms, deeply buried in her fame and achievements. The little snowball rubbed her hand affectionately and fell asleep again.