Live broadcast of debt collection, one person is paying attention and the entire network is scared t

Ride my little motorcycle~

It will never be stuck in traffic~

Jiang Ningning, the king of adaptation and king of out-of-tune tunes, hummed all the way to Qinghe Village.

[Hahahaha, the anchor is so happy! 】

[Can you not be happy? Another one will be sent in soon! 】

As we approached the village entrance——

"Little sister! Funeral little sister!"

Suddenly a crisp and sweet voice came over.

Jiang Ningning turned her head following the voice and saw Zhao Manman squatting under a big locust tree, waving to her with smiling eyes, and she was so excited that she almost poked her head on the branch.

There was no formation this time, and the water friends in the live broadcast room could neither see nor hear her.

However, for the sake of safety, Jiang Ningning still temporarily stopped broadcasting, "I'm going to make a convenience, my dears, wait for me when I come back!"

【……】

[You really don’t treat us as outsiders, you don’t say anything. 】

[Then all I can say is, why don’t you go? 】

【Hahahahaha】

Jiang Ningning turned a corner and drove the motorcycle over, "Why are you here in the middle of the day? Are you afraid of being burned by the sun and losing your brain?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Jiang Ningning asked Zhao Manman without hesitation.

Zhao Manman pouted, "Sister Funeral, what you said is that I can still lose my mind."

"Okay, let's change the name. Sister Funeral, don't I have a surname or a given name?"

Zhao Manman immediately bared her teeth and smiled, "Okay, sister Jiang Mingfu, my child is lost!"

Jiang Ningning:......

You might as well have lost your brain.

"You're only fifteen, where did you come from? Don't talk nonsense, kid. Aren't you going to take a test? I'll burn you a set of 53s?" There were still a few minutes left before twelve o'clock. Jiang Ningning simply took off his helmet and talked to Zhao Manman joked.

Zhao Manman, however, stamped her feet with a serious look on her face, "I really lost my child, why did I lie to you!"

Jiang Ningning raised her eyebrows, "Then tell me."

"It's Sanniangniang Mountain. As you know, the particularly spiritual Guanyin Temple is right there."

Of course Jiang Ningning knew that there was a Guanyin Temple on Sanniangniang Mountain, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims who went there every year to beg for children.

Jiang Ningning did not interrupt her.

"Isn't it the time for the annual Sanniangniang Mountain Temple Fair? Every year at this time, Sanniangniang will give birth to her son. However, when we were preparing for the temple fair this year, we found that the statue of Guanyin who gave birth to her son was missing!"

"The police have been called to the Guanyin Temple, but the police have not yet found the statue of Guanyin that gives birth to children. If it cannot be found before the temple fair, there will be no way to give birth to children this year!"

"What if I have to be reincarnated this year? This means that my child is lost! I'm going to die of worry."

"Sister, can you find it?"

Jiang Ningning really couldn't bear it, but she had to tell the truth: "This kind of thing is a divine thing, I can't count it."

"Ah?" Zhao Manman suddenly became sluggish, then squatted on the ground and poked the ground with a tree stick, "What should we do?"

Jiang Ningning really has nothing to do in this matter, but...

"Well, I have something to do now. Come and pick you up after I finish it, or you can find a way to go back to my store and wait for me. I'll see if I can find someone to check with you tonight."

Zhao Manman, who had been sluggish just now, suddenly brightened up her eyes and jumped up with a smile that made her unable to see her teeth. "Okay, thank you Sister Jiang, I'll wait for you in the store."

Suddenly she changed from Sister Jiang Funeral to Sister Jiang~

It was almost twelve o'clock, and Jiang Ningning rode a motorcycle into the village.

The live broadcast room is reopened.

"My dears, I'm back!"

[You must have been running thin, it’s been so long! 】

【You defecate anywhere! Dog head. 】

【There is a picture...】

[Hurry up, hurry up, stop talking nonsense, go collect the debt, I will wait all morning to see you send him into the orange! 】

Wang Shou Caijia.

"Shou Cai, please, please, let the children go, they are only fourteen or fifteen!"

Wang Shoucai's daughter-in-law, Song Guihua, knelt on the ground and hugged Wang Shoucai's calf, crying heartbreakingly.

Someone came to the courtyard and said that the Jiaojiao that Wang Shoucai had sold before ran away, forcing Wang Shoucai to either find the person or return the money. However, before repaying the money and finding the person, he would first send two of them as collateral.

Wang Shoucai wanted to send his third and fourth daughters over for mortgage.

Song Guihua felt sorry for her daughter. She hugged Wang Shoucai's leg and begged him. Her forehead was bloody and bloody as she knelt down.

Wang Shoucai made her cry so upset that he kicked her over, "Damn bitch, get lost. It's all because of you that I lost money because of your poor luck. Otherwise, how could I have sold those products that cost money? You You still have the nerve to beg me? You were on your guard! It took me more than ten years to give birth to a son, Sangmenxing!"

With a roar, Wang Shoucai bent down, picked up the rope on the ground, and went to tie up the third and fourth children in the house.

Song Guihua rolled and crawled over to stop him, "I beg you, why don't you sell me, please let the children go, they are all your biological daughters, keep your wealth!"

"Sister, if we sell you, the customers in our store won't be able to bear it!" The man who was chasing Wang Shoucai for money came in from the yard with a smile, and walked into the house to help Wang Shoucai tie up people. , while sarcastically saying.

Wang Shoucai simply handed the rope to him, "You go and tie her up, I'll put this woman in a small room and lock her up. Damn it, the noise made my head hurt!"

After saying that, Wang Shoucai pulled Song Guihua's hair and dragged her out.

Song Osmanthus did not dare to resist, she just cried loudly.

boom.

After locking the person in the small room, Wang Shoucai turned around and entered the main room.

Song Guihua was worried about her child, but she couldn't sit still and wait for death. She picked up a wooden stick in the small room, smashed the window, and climbed out.

Even if we can't save the child, we still have to see him one last time.

Wang Shoucai's injuries were all over her body. When she jumped down, she lost her balance and staggered towards the front door, just in time to push it open.

Jiang Ningning had just arrived at the door and was about to knock on the door when the door suddenly opened.

【Fuck! 】

[I’m scared to death. Who is this grandma? 】

【Is there anyone killed inside? Why is this grandma bleeding? Your eyes are swollen from crying? Is this an escape? 】

[Wang Shoucai doesn’t do domestic violence against the elderly at home, does he? 】

As soon as the door opened, amid the shock of the barrage, Jiang Ningning herself was startled and said hurriedly: "Grandma, is this Wang Shouchai's house?"

Song Osmanthus:...?

Grandma?

Staggering and holding on to the door frame, Song Guihua said to Jiang Ningning, "I am Wang Shoucai's wife, who are you?"

【? ? ? 】

【Wife? 】

[Wang Shoucai is only around forty this year, and his wife is over sixty? The taste is so strong? 】

Jiang Ningning realized that she had made a mistake and quickly changed her words, "Sister, I have something to do with Wang Shoucai..."

Before Jiang Ningning could finish her words, heartbreaking cries suddenly came from the courtyard.

"mom!"

"Mom, save me!"

Then, a little girl of eight or nine years old stumbled over with disheveled hair, "Mom, dad is going to put my sister in the car, please save her!"