Cui Weizhen, Ye Zhenzhen and others were waiting outside. Chizi led the guards of Cui Mansion to continue to clear the way. They entered the cellar one by one like dumplings. Ye Zhenzhen's heart also dropped little by little, and she was so anxious.
It seemed like there was a fire burning in my heart.
"Why haven't you come out yet? Why haven't you come out yet?!" She murmured nervously, even praying to the gods in her heart. She prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, just hoping that her son would be safe and sound.
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Cui Weizhen hugged her shoulders: "It's going to be soon! It's going to be soon! Don't worry."
In fact, Chizi's group had just entered the cellar.
"Sir! Madam! We have found the young master! We have found the young master!"
After a while, a guard whose name Ye Zhenzhen couldn't name suddenly popped up from the cellar entrance. He jumped out, and then Zhou Wu came out with Cui Zhiduan in his arms. The moment he saw his son
, Ye Zhenzhen's tight thread finally collapsed, she ran up quickly and hugged her son, crying loudly.
"Execute! My little baby, you scared me to death! You scared me to death!"
Cui Zhiduan was still full of anxiety before he came over. Now he was frightened by his mother's appearance. What worries and fears were there? All that was left was guilt and sadness.
"Mom! It's Zhi Duan's fault. It's me who has made you and dad worried. Please stop crying. You can hit me and scold me as much as you like... wu wu wu..." He didn't stop crying.
One was still frightened, and the other was recovering from the disaster. Once he relaxed, he cried heartily. The mother and son hugged each other and cried loudly. Cui Weizhen had no choice but to leave the rest of the matter to Zhou Wu, who went to comfort the mother and son.
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However, the mother and son were engrossed in crying at this time and ignored his consolation at all. Cui Weizhen had to change his approach: "Execute, does your neck still hurt? Is there any injury?"
Ye Zhenzhen, who was holding her son and crying bitterly, paused in her voice. Her tear-stained face immediately showed tension, and she kept looking at her son up and down: "Yes, yes, yes, the little baby is feeling uncomfortable in any way? Is your head dizzy?"
Are there any wounds on your body? Let my mother take a look. Don’t do that kind of hiding thing again, or my mother will cry to death after you show her..."
Cui Zhiduan shuddered again as he thought of the arrow that was deflected by Uncle Zhou Wu's sword. Fortunately, Uncle Zhou Wu was vigilant enough and did not relax because of his escape, otherwise he would not have a chance to see his parents now.
He held down his mother's hand, which was about to search around, and repeatedly assured him: "Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine. The bad guys were all knocked unconscious by Uncle Zhou Wu and dragged to the cellar, and I was not hurt.
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"That's good, that's good."
Ye Zhenzhen finally broke through tears and smiled, staring at her son closely, as if she was afraid that he would disappear from her eyes: "But I still have to let Mr. Fang check me back. I don't know if being knocked unconscious before has hindered me. Finally,
I wish I could prescribe a dose of calming tea and drink it..."
She stopped talking, but Cui Weizhen suddenly grabbed her right hand, and she quickly retracted her hand: "What are you doing! I'm talking to my son!"
Cui Weizhen's face, which had finally soothed, turned as dark as water. He asked coldly: "What's wrong with your hands?"
Because he was worried about his son's safety just now, Cui Weizhen didn't notice anything unusual about Zhen'er. It wasn't until she stiffened for a moment when her son grabbed her hand that he noticed something was wrong with Zhen'er.
The skirt of the skirt was stained with a large area of thick black ink, which must have been spilled from the inkstone that had been knocked over. There were even scratches on the other corner of the skirt. It was not difficult to imagine what the scene was like at that time.
When he grabbed her hand and took a look, he found that her palm was a bloody mess - the skin on her palm was scratched and mixed with a lot of fine sand and gravel. The semi-dried blood stains dried on the palm, which looked particularly shocking.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't bother to explain, her first reaction was to look at her son, and sure enough she saw that her precious son's eyes were full of tears, and when the breeze moved, he fell down overwhelmed.
"Mom, it's all my fault. I made you hurt! Oh, oh, oh, I will never come out to play again. Mom..."
"Silly boy, it's obviously the villain's fault, what does it have to do with you, the victim?"
Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly wiped her son's tears: "It turned out to be my mother who accidentally fell it, and it has nothing to do with you at all. Seeing that you are safe, my mother is happy and doesn't feel any pain at all."
Not to mention the bruise on her palm, if someone had said before that she could cut off her flesh in exchange for her son's safety, she would have never hesitated when swinging the knife.
Only after raising a child can one know the kindness of one's parents. This feeling of being a parent can only be fully understood after she becomes a mother. She is willing to pay for her life even if it means taking her own life.
She felt that there was nothing wrong with her wound, but some people were unhappy.
Cui Weizhen's face became more and more gloomy: "You are already a mother, and you still don't know how to take care of yourself? You just knew how to persuade Zhi Ming to see a doctor, why didn't you come here after treating the wound?"
Cui Zhiduan felt more and more guilty, and his tears never stopped.
Ye Zhenzhen was unhappy: "It's not an important matter. It's not too late to deal with it when we go back. My son has just survived the disaster, and you don't come over to comfort him. You keep saying what am I doing?"
Didn't he give any comfort? Just now you, mother and son, hugged each other and cried, did you ever pay attention to him?
Cui Weizhen felt lucky and was about to teach this ungrateful woman a lesson when Zhou Wu came over.
He lowered his head and reported the situation: "Sir, the gangsters in the cellar, Xu Lang, Feng Ming, and those gangsters in the secret passage have all been arrested. The government officials have begun to torture the mastermind behind the scenes. Everything is subject to your decision.
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Cui Weizhen's energy was rising in the air, and his tone became colder and colder: "Take them back to the Yamen, and I will interrogate them personally. You first send your wife and the young man back to see the doctor, and we will talk about you later.
Merits and demerits.”
Zhou Wu was granted amnesty: "Yes, I will obey your orders."
Cui Weizhen threw away his sleeves and left. Cui Zhiduan became frightened and grabbed his mother's sleeves and asked: "Mom, are daddy angry with me?"
"It's okay, your dad is just sulking with me." Ye Zhenzhen felt a little unsure, but felt that she had done nothing wrong, so she immediately felt confident: "Your dad has this kind of temperament, he likes to be sulky.
Just give him some coaxing and it’ll be fine.”
Zhou Wu buried his head, wishing that he had not heard these words, but he had a mission, so he had to remind his wife and young master: "Madam, young master, you two will follow my subordinates back to the house."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't want to stay here any longer, she nodded, held her son's hand with her uninjured left hand, and said with uncontrollable distress: "Let's go to the hospital first to pick up your brother Zhi Ming and Ning Kang. Zhi Ming was
The gangster kicked me several times, but the punishment you suffered is no less severe than yours."
Cui Zhiduan couldn't help but his eyes turned red again.