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Chapter 370 Escape for me 28

When the little girl was moving things back and forth, she often saw her dragging people out from various houses. Those boys who were usually arrogant and domineering were carried in her hands like little piglets.

After almost an hour, the woman appeared again.

She looked at the people who had made beds in the ancestral hall and said, "Don't go out of this door until the person who saves you comes, and don't cause any trouble to disturb me."

"Otherwise I wouldn't mind getting rid of you too."

After saying these words, the woman left, closing the door behind her before leaving.

Fortunately, there are lights in the ancestral hall, so even if it is rainy outside, it is bright inside.

"Here!" The friend took out the snacks from the bag and gave a bag to the little girl, "My brother's has never been eaten before."

The little girl took the snack, opened it and stuffed it into her mouth.

Although the taste was not as heavenly as she imagined, it still gave her a sense of happiness.

The rain was pattering outside, and she was able to lean against her best friend and eat snacks leisurely.

You don’t have to worry about being beaten if you don’t finish the work, and you don’t have to worry about being sold.

The little girl leaned on her partner's shoulder and narrowed her eyes. It would be nice if she could stay like this forever.

Although those little boys were also unpleasant, Moyou had no intention of punishing them among adults.

Find a fairly large house, seal the windows and leave only a large iron door, then throw everyone in and put a few days' worth of food and water.

The iron door was closed, Moyou locked it and looked at the key in his hand.

With a flick of his hand, the key flew into the muddy puddle.

Movements began to come from the room where the adults were locked up. Moyou raised the corners of his mouth happily and walked towards that room.

Inside the house, the village chief and everyone were still discussing how to work together to break the rope and ambush the people who plotted against them.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and everyone's eyes focused on the door.

Moyou walked in, looked at the village chief in the middle of the crowd and said softly, "I'm back."

"It's you again!" The village chief really felt that the village had been in trouble for eight lifetimes and asked Zhu Zhiqiang to buy this woman back.

He said sternly, "Didn't you run out? Why did you come back after making such a big circle?"

"what?"

Mo You scratched his messy short hair, "Of course I'll come back and kill you all."

"Ah no." She suddenly covered her mouth and corrected herself, "If you are tenacious enough, maybe you won't die."

"You lunatic! What on earth do you want to do? I advise you to let us go!"

Zhu Zhiqiang roared fiercely, but no matter how he behaved, he was still strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

He was so scared that this woman even dragged his old lady, who was covered in flying insects, with her.

"Don't be so fierce!"

Moyou sat on the only chair in the room, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

Only then did people notice that there were rows of things covered with cloth next to where she was sitting.

"I'm actually here to help you."

After Moyou finished speaking, she waited for someone to answer, but no one said anything for a long time, so she had no choice but to continue speaking on her own.

"I've thought about it, why do you want to buy a woman? Don't you just want to continue the family line? Don't you just want to have a son?"

She clapped her hands and said righteously, "This is human nature, and I can understand it."

Everyone knew that there was definitely ambiguity in what she said, but Zhu Zhiqiang foolishly believed it.

He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "As long as you understand, just let us go."

Then he reluctantly looked at Mo You and said, "Although you are old and ugly now, as long as you behave well, we can continue to live on."

The village chief shook his head after hearing what he said. How did Mrs. Zhu raise such a stupid son?

"Let it go? Why do you want to let it go?"

Zhu Zhiqiang was stunned, "Don't you mean it's human nature, can you understand it?"

If you can understand, why should you arrest them?

Mo You leaned forward slightly and stared directly at Zhu Zhiqiang, "I can understand it, but I don't agree with your approach!"

She stood up and spoke fiercely, "How can you let others have a son if you want one? How can you guarantee that the son born by others will be of your own blood!"

"So, I have to give birth to my own son!"

Zhu Zhiqiang murmured, "How could my man give birth to..."

Holding the corners of the covering cloth with his hands, Mo You lifted up the whole cloth in front of everyone's horrified eyes.

"Qiangqiang!"

Under the cloth is a row of clay dolls. Although they are ugly, the two ounces of flesh under the crotch still indicate the gender.

"I've thought about it. It doesn't matter if I don't have anything in my stomach. I can just put it in."

She said with a smile, "It can also guarantee that you will be given birth to the gender you like."

Mo You grabbed Zhu Zhiqiang's rope and dragged him to the wooden board on the ground in front of him.

At this moment, Zhu Zhiqiang was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered during the New Year, struggling constantly.

Mo You took out a kitchen knife from the side and chopped off his elbows and ankles as they had done before.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhiqiang's screams hovered above the village.

In the past, when the villagers heard those women screaming like this, they could still point and joke happily. But now when it was their turn, every one of them turned pale with fear.

After cutting off the offending parts, Moyou urgently gave Zhu Zhiqiang medicine.

Those women's lives would be in danger if they encountered this, but she would absolutely ensure that these people survived.

"Look, why are you so scared?"

Mo You held up the knife with a sarcastic look on her face, and the blood that had just been splashed on her face slowly flowed down with her facial expression.

"Don't worry, none of you can escape. Of course, if you are more obedient, I can use these methods."

Then she patted Zhu Zhiqiang's face with the cold blade and said what he had said.

"I don't want to do this either. Who told you to be disobedient?"

"Don't...don't..."

Zhu Zhiqiang scolded him at the beginning, but when Mo You chopped off his limbs like pigs and vegetables, the pain and fear made him unable to even speak a complete sentence.

Moyou ignored him and turned around to pick out the ugliest one from the row of clay dolls.

She specially opened Zhu Zhiqiang's eyes and turned the clay doll around in front of his eyes.

"Look clearly, this is your child, you must give birth to him properly."

Then in Zhu Zhiqiang's broken voice, he used the previous kitchen knife to cut open his stomach.

"Oh, with such a big belly, the baby will be very comfortable."

She said as she put the clay doll in.

Having his stomach cut open was painful enough, but when the clay doll came into contact with his internal organs, Zhu Zhiqiang realized that the pain could be doubled.

After Zhu Zhiqiang's belly was sewn up, it really bulged like a pregnant woman.

Mo You wiped his hands with a rag, opened Zhu Zhiqiang's mouth and drank the unknown potion.