Chapter 897

Murong Jie and Dao boss have been looking for him in Bei'an. Since Murong Jie came, Dao boss doesn't need to do hard work, because Murong Jie has a silver note with him.

It doesn't matter if there's no bank note. Here's Hu Huanxi's Bank. If you go in and light a sign and stamp a name, you can get the money.

Looking for more than ten days in a row, almost every corner of Bei'an county was broken. Moreover, Murong Jie also spent money to post the portrait of zi'an, and then drew the portrait of the baby girl according to the description of Dao.

It is said that there must be brave men under the heavy money. Today someone came and said that they had seen this little girl, about two years old, from the same village as them. The girl's name is Tianen. Her father is a woodcutter, and her mother is weaving at home. She is from a poor family.

Although the information is not very consistent, Zian can't weave, but who can't learn?

Murong Jie immediately went to the village with Dao. The village is called zhentou village. It's in the northwest corner of Bei'an County, with mountains on its back and rivers on its back. The geographical environment is very good and the villagers are simple.

Murong Jie came to a shabby hut according to the information given by the messenger.

There is a small yard in the thatched cottage. The wooden door is hidden. You can see clothes hanging in the yard from the crack of the door. There are children's cries. The sound of organic loom comes out. A gentle female voice says, "OK, OK, my mother will be ready soon. Please don't make any trouble."

Murong Jie quickly pushed the door open and stepped in quickly.

"Well, who are you? How did you break into my house? "

The woman in the loom immediately jumped up, holding the little girl who was crying beside, and retreated to one side, nervously looking at Murong Jie and Dao boss.

She was in her thirties. Her skin was dark and her face was pockmarked. Her facial features were fine, but when she spoke, she had two missing front teeth.

She held the child tightly in her arms, the child slowly turned his head, white face is still hanging two drops of crystal tears.

Murong Jie saw as like as two peas, and the breath was almost stagnant. The eyebrow, the nose and the mouth were just like Zi an.

Boss Dao was stunned. He felt like it when he saw him from a distance. Now he looks more like it from a close distance!

"Who are you?" The woman looked at Murong Jie and Dao Lao, and saw that they were staring at the child in her hand. They were more and more frightened.

Murong Jie finally recovered and asked, "where is the child's mother?"

"I'm her mother. What do you want to do?" The woman asked in a hostile way.

"Are you her mother?" Murong Jie's head blows, how can it be? This child is so similar to Zi an. How could it be the daughter of this ugly woman?

"That's right. You should go now, or I'll call someone." Women and humanity.

"How can you prove that this is your daughter?" Boss Dao asked a stupid question, mainly because she had been looking for it for so long. When she came to zhentou village, she was full of hope. As a result, she said it was her daughter, which was really unacceptable.

It's like falling out of the world and freezing my brain.

The woman said angrily, "how can we prove it? You go and inquire. This is my daughter. "

"You are so ugly, how can you have such a beautiful daughter?" Although eldest Dao doesn't know genetics, he knows that dragon begets dragon, Phoenix begets Phoenix, and mouse's son can make a hole. Such an ugly mother can't give birth to such a beautiful girl.

"You..." The woman's anger was so bad that she said, "you go now, or I'll report to the official."

Murong Jie doesn't want to go, but he can't find an excuse to stay. Recently, all his hopes are pinned on the baby girl who looks like zi'an. Now it's broken, and he can't accept it.

He knew that it was useless to stay, but he had been afraid of that kind of desperate days, walking on the road, there was no hope.

Two and a half years, two and a half years.

He walked slowly to the loom and lost all his strength. He watched the threads on the loom crisscross like scenes in his mind, weaving into a huge net and trapping him.

Originally, the little girl was crying, but after they came in, they only looked at them with curious eyes, especially Murong Jie.

Seeing Murong Jie standing beside the loom, she struggled to get down. The woman didn't want to let her down. She coaxed: "Heaven's grace, don't make trouble."

Murong Jie looked at the past, saw the little girl also looked at her, a pair of eyes clear, and son an how similar ah.

He thought that if he and Zian's child could be born, it would be like this.

He whispered: "sister-in-law, don't be afraid, we have no malice, but this child is like his wife, so I want to have a look."

The woman was obviously not so nervous. Looking at them, they seemed to have no malice, but they were full of sadness and loss. This kind of sadness and loss can also infect people. She hesitated and asked, "what about your wife?"

Murong Jie looks pathetic and looks at the child blankly, "I don't know, I don't know."

The woman had a sour feeling in her heart. Although she had never seen the world, she could feel the sadness of the man.What happened to him?

The child still wanted to come down, so the woman let go and squatted on the ground carefully, trying to help her walk.

The little girl went straight to Murong Jie and looked up, her eyes full of curiosity.

Murong Jie felt a pain in his heart and reached for her. The woman screamed and rushed over. Murong Jie hissed, "don't be afraid, I just want to hold her."

The woman stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

The little girl stretched out her chubby hand, touched the stubble growing from Murong Jie's chin, and giggled. The curved eyebrows hurt Murong Jie's heart.

"What's your name?" Murong Jie asked in a hoarse voice, his voice choked.

"Good heavens!"

Grace, a gift from heaven, is a good name.

Murong Jie put her down and quickly strode out.

Dao's boss was stunned and rushed to catch up with him.

"Wang Ye..."

Murong Jie stops. He has no place to go.

Or, he didn't know where to go.

"Xiaodao, you don't have to look for it. Go back to Beijing and live a down-to-earth life. When mammy is old, you go back to take care of her." He said in dismay.

Dao boss shook his head, "I don't go back, I don't go back if I don't find the princess."

"She's dead!" Murong Jie suddenly turns around, his eyes are red, he has been deceiving himself, he told himself, as long as did not see her body, she may be alive, but, how many times disappointed? So many disappointments converged into today's despair that he could not deceive himself.

Dao looked at him in a daze and shook his head subconsciously. "No, I won't die."

"Undead, where is she? If she doesn't die, why doesn't she come back? "Murong Jie's face is terrible, and all things can't stand scrutiny. If she doesn't die, where is she? If she's OK, why doesn't she come back? When Dao saw him like this, he was flustered. He murmured, "in a word, I'm not dead. I'm sure I'm still alive."

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