Rebirth of a Husband and Family

Although Huang Mao was skinny and not as strong as his fellow kidnappers, he relied on the sharp machete in his hand to slash wildly like he wanted his life.

The accomplice couldn't dodge in time, and there were a few bloody marks on his body, which meandered all the way, and he was dyed into a bloody man in a short time.

"what!"

Lin Dongdong exclaimed in shock.

Tong Qian really wanted her to shut up, but in order not to irritate the yellow hair on Xing's head, he had no choice but to keep silent, and at the same time looked at Zhou Mingyan with pleading eyes.

"what should we do?"

They had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise, according to Huang Mao's fierce appearance, the three of them would be the next to suffer.

Zhou Mingyan pulled Tong Qian back a few steps, away from Huangmao's frantic blade.

Lin Dongdong stared at them unwillingly, feeling that this move was really an eyesore, but for the sake of his own life, he moved closer.

Zhou Mingyan looked around, and when he got out of the factory where they were kidnapped, a long river stretched in front of him, and the only way to reach the other side of the river was this rickety suspension bridge.

It wasn't that they were perverted and wanted to watch the murder scene here, but that the only way to escape the bridge was blocked by Huang Mao and another bloody kidnapper.

While being anxious, the kidnapper, who had no power to fight back, suddenly let out a scream.

"what!"

Lin Dongdong was taken aback, scared in his heart, couldn't help leaning on Zhou Mingyan, but the latter dodged him calmly.

Lin Dongdong sensed his dislike, and was upset, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

Tong Qian didn't notice the undercurrent surging between the two people behind him. He frowned and looked at it. The kidnapper's blood stained the small half of the suspension bridge red, which was really scary.

Huang Mao struck so hard that his fellow kidnappers were lying on the ground, unable to even stand up.

Looking at Huang Mao who was slowly approaching with a knife, the kidnapper's companion burst into tears and begged for mercy, "Don't! Don't kill me!"

Are they really going to watch a murder happen?

Tong Qian subconsciously closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhou Mingyan let go of Tong Qian's hand, took two steps forward, and calmly said to Huang Mao: "Do you really want to kill him and go to prison again?"

Tong Qian worriedly chased after him and stood in front of Zhou Mingyan.

Although I don't know why he suddenly wanted to talk to Huang Mao, but he must be protected as a person.

The red-eyed Huang Mao was taken aback for a moment.

His lost sanity was regained by this sentence.

He glanced at Zhou Mingyan, the long knife in his hand was still dripping with blood, suddenly cracked a slightly mocking smile, and turned his head to look at the two people clasped hands.

"Do you remember me?"

Tong Qian wondered, how could Zhou Mingyan know such a fierce kidnapper?

I just heard the man beside me say: "I saw you a few years ago."

"Really?" Huang Mao breathed out, "As expected of a genius Zhou Mingyan, so many people were arrested that day, you can still remember me, this memory is really nothing to say."

Tong Qian was still in a daze, and felt that Zhou Mingyan glanced at him, reminding him, "The reason why I am impressed with you is mainly because after you entered, your mother died of illness, and Tong Qian went to visit you. Sacrifice."

Tong Qian suddenly realized.

At the beginning, he was worried that the group of kidnappers who kidnapped him would retaliate after they were released from prison, so he took the initiative to provide some assistance to the families of prisoners who were living in difficulties.

As a result, within two days I received news that the mother of one of the prisoners died of a sudden illness.

This prisoner has no relatives in his family, and only lives with his mother. Now that he is in, and his mother has passed away, there is no one to collect the body.

Out of curiosity about the origin of the kidnapper's family, Tong Qian asked someone to collect the poor mother's body, and even went to worship in person.

If you don't go, you don't know, but after seeing the portrait in the middle of the mourning hall, you realize that this poor mother is actually Xu Jia!

Back then, Xu Jia betrayed Wang Pingping for the benefit of the moment, and turned around to do something unclear for Tong Dafeng. Although she finally stood up to expose Tong Dafeng, it was because she was dissatisfied with this person's exploitation of her.

Don't say anything, Tong Qian's family has a lot of opinions on this double-faced widow.

It's just that later they left Daya Village and went to a wider world. The old people and old things never appeared in their lives again, so they gradually forgot about this person.

Who knows goodbye, it turns out that there is a separation between yin and yang.

While Tong Qian sighed, he also inquired about Xu Jia's situation in recent years.

When she was in Daya Village back then, she had been courting both sides, making a lot of money from both Wang Pingping and Tong Dafeng.

Later when the incident came to light, she reported and exposed her boss. She couldn't stay in that small place, so she took her son all the way to Jinghai City.

It stands to reason that with the money she saved, she can set up a stall by herself, and although she doesn't expect to be rich, it is still no problem to support herself and her son.

It's just that she was cheated by a scumbag when she met someone unkind, and she clearly said she was going to get married, but as soon as she brought him home, it didn't take long for the man to take the family's money and run away.

Xu Jia was hit so hard by this that she stopped working and lay in bed mourning all day

The family had no money, and they didn't want to listen to their mother complaining all day long. Xu Jia's son, Huang Mao, gradually stopped coming home from then on, and made a living with a bunch of people in society.

Occasionally, when he made money, he would go home and leave Xu Jia some living expenses, but the mother and son eventually drifted apart.

When participating in the kidnapping, because Brother Long who was following along deliberately concealed it, and his childhood memory was blurred, not only did Tong Qian have no impression of this yellow-haired killer, but the yellow-haired man didn't recognize him at first. The boy was the son of Wang Pingping, whom they had met for a short time.

It wasn't until he was arrested, through conversations with people around him and interrogation by the police, that he slowly recalled that this man was Wang Pingping's son.

When they were young, the two families occasionally ate together, and every time Xu Jia grabbed his ears and asked him to learn from Zhou Mingyan and Tong Qian.

Because of this, Huang Mao has always disliked them.

But he didn't expect that he would not be able to see his mother for the last time, and it was this person who had been hurt by them all the time who collected his body for him.

"My mother and I are sorry for your family," Huang Mao said slowly, "My mother is dead, and I am not a good son, but at least I can help you this time."

Tong Qian suddenly realized.

Why when he woke up, the rope in his hand was a loose buckle, and why Huangmao raised a knife to stop his companions, all of this made sense.

He didn't expect that his unintentional act of kindness would inadvertently save his own life.

Just as he was feeling emotional, Huang Mao kicked away the wailing kidnapper, slowly turned around, and got out of the way.

"Hurry up and go."