Let those young men drive BMW business away.

Duan Chenfeng also bought breakfast for Huang Ba and his group of people and gave it to everyone for food.

Chewing the bread, Huang Ba said to Duan Chenfeng with a bitter face: "Boss, let's discuss something with you.

Can you please stop calling me Dahuang in the future?

It makes me look like a golden retriever!”

Duan Chenfeng glanced at him and cursed: "Blame me? Who told you to call this unlucky name?

If you don’t call you Dahuang, would you let me call you Daba?”

Huang Ba glared and said, "You can call me a nickname! You don't know what my nickname is!"

Duan Chenfeng glanced at him and asked, "Dabao? But I still think Dahuang is nice and easy to talk about! Otherwise, I'll let everyone call you baby, okay?"

Huang Ba got goosebumps all over his body, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, just call whatever you want. If I didn't say it, boss, you're happy!"

After eating, I continued to set off. At around 11 o'clock, I finally arrived at Luming Village.

This was once a Miao tribe, but it was different from Xiangying Village and Motan Village.

The Miao people here have long been intermarried with people from outside the mountain, and their bloodlines are no longer pure.

Except for the ID card, they are still ethnic minorities, and their living habits are actually no different from those of the Han people.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village and heard the music coming from the large speaker from a distance.

Everyone got out of the car and walked over on foot.

There is no need to inquire at all, and you already know whose family is getting married.

I have to say that Sui Zhanqiang is well-known in Luming Village, and there are many people coming to attend the wedding, and all kinds of cars are parked everywhere in the village.

Shi Lan is also from this village, so she must have known Sui Zhanqiang since she was a child.

Ma Yanmei looked at Duan Chenfeng running around like a headless fly, and grabbed his arm and asked:

"Brother Feng, you and your ex-wife have been married for so many years, and your son is eight years old. You don't even know where your father-in-law is?"

Duan Chenfeng's face turned red, and he looked around and said, "I came once ten years ago, and only that time has been there.

It has changed a lot now!

And they speak all local dialect, and they can’t understand even if they want to ask for directions!”

Ma Yanmei shook her head helplessly and said to him: "Forget it, let me do it!"

She turned around and walked towards the old men sitting at the gate in front, chatted with them for a few words, and it was actually in authentic local dialect.

After a while, Ma Yanmei walked back and said to everyone: "Let's go over by the North Bridge!"

"You can speak the local dialect here?" Duan Chenfeng looked at her in shock and asked.

Ma Yanmei curled her lips and said, "I can speak ancient Miao dialect, which is very similar to local dialect. Just change the sound a little."

Duan Chenfeng was a little shocked because he had heard Ma Yanmei speak several dialects, all of which were very authentic.

But Chen Xin'an didn't make any fuss.

Language ability is also the basic quality of becoming a qualified fraud.

Everyone walked north and saw a dilapidated stone bridge from afar.

Duan Chenfeng shouted in surprise: "I remembered that I have been to this place! Shi Lan's home is there!"

He ran over quickly, came to a family, and pushed open the yard door.

"Shi Lan! Ningning!" Duan Chenfeng stood in the yard and shouted.

The yard is not big and full of the smell of livestock feces.

The word "囍" is pasted on the doors and windows.

It's just that there's no one at home.

Duan Chenfeng searched for each room, but he didn't see anyone.

Ma Yanmei said to him: "At this time, I must have gone to the groom's house?"

Duan Chenfeng said in a daze: "But where is Ningning? Have you followed him?"

Ma Yanmei pulled his arm and said, "Let's go and have a look first!"

Everyone walked out again and walked towards the place where the music started.

Just then, a sheep scream came from beside the stone bridge.

Duan Chenfeng turned his head and took a look, and walked quickly towards the stone bridge.

Suddenly he stopped, stood at the bridge, looked at the river bank below, and shouted sadly: "Ningning!"

Everyone followed, and saw a ragged boy in eight or nine years old, holding a sheep-driven whip in his right hand and a candy in his left hand.

He licked the plastic packaging outside with his tongue, but did not take it apart.

When the little boy heard someone calling him, he shivered, as if he subconsciously wanted to hide the candy in his hand. He looked up in horror and was stunned!

"Ningning!" Duan Chenfeng rushed over, but unexpectedly he tripped under his feet and rolled down from above!

This scene is a bit funny, but none of the people standing by the bridge laughed.

Duan Chenfeng stood up from the ground in a mess, not caring about slapping the soil on his body, rushed towards the little boy, crying: "Ningning, it's dad!"

The little boy finally recognized the man in front of him, burst into tears, threw away the whip in his hand, and rushed towards Duan Chenfeng: "Dad!"

The father and son hugged each other tightly and cried loudly!

Duan Chenfeng stroked his son's body and cried and said, "Son, Dad misses you so much!

Why are you wearing such a ragged dress?

Didn’t your mom buy you laundry?”

Chen Xin'an walked over, pulled Duan Chenfeng's arm and said, "Brother Feng, let go of the child first!"

Duan Chenfeng hugged his son tightly and cried, "Don't let go! I will never let go of my son again!"

Chen Xin'an frowned and said, "Brother Feng, the child is injured, you have hurt him!"

Duan Chenfeng's body trembled, and then he felt his son's trembling. He quickly let go of him and asked in panic:

"Son, what's wrong with you? Where did you feel pain? Tell dad, who has bullied you?"

Chen Xin'an pushed him away and grabbed the little guy's hand.

But as soon as he met him, the little guy shook his arm away like an electric shock, looked at Chen Xin'an in horror, and hid behind Duan Chenfeng.

Duan Chenfeng quickly said to him: "Ningning, this is Uncle Chen, he is his father's good friend!

Don't worry, let him check your body, Dad is by your side, it's okay!"

Duan Ningning was less alert and no longer resisted Chen Xin'an's approach.

Chen Xin'an gently stroked Duan Ningning's body from head to toe, and then uncovered his clothes.

As he turned around, everyone exclaimed.

Duan Ningning's chest and back were covered with purple and black bruises everywhere.

There are also countless scars burned with cigarette butts, and scars knocked out by unknown things.

Some have already formed blood scabs, while others are still bleeding!

No one dares to imagine how abuse this little boy, who is only eight or nine years old, has experienced!

What a great pain he endured at all times!

"Damn it! Bastard! I'll kill your whole family!" Duan Chenfeng's heart was broken when he saw his son's miserable situation!

He clenched his fists and shouted loudly in the direction of the village, tears flowing out unstoppable!

Chen Xin'an said to him with a gloomy face: "The child's skull and arm have been broken, so it should not be completely treated.

Therefore, some deformities in healing are caused and need to be corrected again.

in addition……"

Chen Xin'an didn't say anything, but pointed to a red mark in the middle of the child's pants.

Duan Chenfeng's face changed drastically, and he carefully pulled off his son's pants.

The front of the little guy's underwear was stained with blood!

The child is bleeding!

"Ah!" Duan Chenfeng knelt on the ground like crazy, hitting his head against the ground, then raised his hands and slapped himself hard!

"Why didn't I come here earlier? What kind of sin did I let my son suffer here!"

Duan Ningning gently hugged Duan Chenfeng's head, covered his face with his hands and comforted him: "Dad, I don't hurt anymore!"

Duan Chenfeng hugged him and cried loudly: "I hurt!"


Chapter completed!