In the dilapidated and simple thatched house with air leakage everywhere, Cui Jie, who looked haggard, hugged Qiaoer tightly.
The incident happened suddenly yesterday. Cui Jie did not expect that there would be murderers in the peaceful Zhuangzi, causing casualties. The member of the Li family died in front of her, but there was nothing she could do.
What was even more unexpected was that the gangsters actually kidnapped her and Qiao'er, and became their hostages inexplicably.
Cui Jie is only eighteen years old this year. Before the age of eighteen, she was just a lady from an aristocratic family who stayed at home. Apart from reading and knowing some embroidery, she had no other abilities at all, nor any experience or experience in life.
After being imprisoned in this hut by the gangsters, Cui Jie didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Should you beg for mercy from the bad guys, or be reasonable to them?
What was the cause of this incident? Who did Li Shixiong have a grudge with?
Many unanswered questions were lingering in her mind.
The cold wind outside the house was biting, and the biting wind blew in through the gaps in the hut, making Cui Jie feel chilly.
She was very scared. The terrifying experience she had never experienced before made her hands and feet tremble. She wanted to cry, but she was afraid that her crying would attract the murderous intentions of the gangsters outside. She could only bite her lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.
"Auntie, I'm cold..." Qiao'er in her arms was like an abandoned kitten, huddled in her arms and trembling slightly.
Cui Jie was startled, came to her senses, and then hugged him tightly, trying to transfer her body temperature to Qiao'er.
"It's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore. Be good, Qiao'er. Let's wait quietly. Maybe your father will rescue us soon." Cui Jie comforted her softly.
Qiao'er turned her head and looked outside in confusion, and said, "Auntie, why did those people arrest us? Did I make any mistake?"
Cui Jie tried her best to smile: "Qiao'er is so good, how could he make mistakes? There are bad people out there, and bad people always like to bully good people. It's them who are wrong."
Qiao'er said oh and said, "Will dad come to save us?"
Cui Jie's eyes were a little dazed, and she didn't have an answer to this question.
He must be going crazy with anxiety at this moment, right? He must be gathering people from other hospitals to search for their whereabouts.
But, can it be found?
On the way to being kidnapped by the gangsters, Cui Jie kept memorizing the route and location. The more she memorized, the more desperate she became.
This place is too remote. It is in the deep mountains and dense forests more than 20 miles away from Zhuangzi. Even if tens of thousands of people are used to search, it will be difficult to find it.
And those bad guys outside were obviously not kind people. They might kill her and Qiao'er, and then fly away.
She and Qiao'er are still alive at this moment, all because of her and Qiao'er's identities. It's not that the criminals are afraid of their identities, but it's a life-saving charm.
If by chance she was found and surrounded, the gangsters could still take her and Qiao'er's lives to escape the siege.
This is the reason why she and Qiao'er are still alive at this time.
"Your father will definitely come to save us. Do you believe your father?" Cui Jie asked softly.
Although her heart was full of pessimism, Cui Jie still tried hard not to let her pessimism show out. She couldn't bear to infect her children with this emotion.
Qiao'er nodded heavily: "I believe dad, he is the most powerful. There is nothing he can't do that he wants to do."
Cui Jie laughed: "Are you so confident in your father?"
"Auntie doesn't know that my father is very powerful. He can make many novel toys, and he also knows a lot of knowledge that no one else has heard of. Even the emperor highly respects my father's knowledge and even asks the prince to follow my father.
Study.”
Cui Jie's beautiful eyes flashed with confusion, and then she asked tentatively: "Your father is so powerful, has he ever liked other women?"
Qiao'er immediately said: "Of course my father likes my mother."
"What kind of person is your mother? Is she beautiful?"
Qiao'er lowered her head dejectedly: "I... don't know, I have never seen my mother. My grandma said that my mother died after giving birth to me."
Cui Jie hugged him tighter, trying to comfort him with her arms.
"Besides your mother, has your father ever liked any other woman?" Cui Jie asked unwillingly.
Qiao'er glanced at her speechlessly and said, "I'm just a child, how can I know about adults? Auntie, your question makes no sense."
Cui Jie paused. She was in such a dangerous environment, but she suddenly wanted to laugh.
This kid is really... quirky, naughty in his cuteness, and his temperament is really a bit like his father's.
After a moment of silence, Cui Jie suddenly plucked up the courage and asked with a blushing face: "Has your father... ever mentioned me to you?"
"Aunt? I mentioned it before."
Cui Jie's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "He, he... what did he say about me?"
"My father said that I can play with you, but I don't want to learn knowledge from you. My father will teach you the knowledge himself."
"Why can't you learn from me?" Cui Jie said unconvinced: "I have also studied, so why can't I teach you?"
Qiao'er glanced at her sideways and said, "My father said that my aunt looks stupid. Sooner or later, I will kill myself if I learn from you."
Cui Jie was stunned, a surge of anger rushed to the top of her head, and her lungs exploded with anger.
"Where am I stupid?"
Qiao'er was obviously an upright person. Hearing this, he said, "My dad is right. You can't even play marbles well. You are really stupid."
Cui Jie was so angry that she pinched his nose and said angrily: "Are you angry with me too? Don't you like aunt? It's a shame that aunt has protected you."
Having said this, Cui Jie realized the situation the two of them were in at this moment and sighed deeply.
Can he...find himself?
Compared to Cui Jie's worries, Qiao'er didn't seem too scared.
After all, the child's world is too simple, and he still doesn't understand the heavy meaning of life and death.
Stretching out his little hand and awkwardly rubbing Cui Jie's hair, Qiao'er said softly: "Auntie, don't be afraid. Bad people are bad people. No matter how bad they are, they are not as powerful as good people."
Cui Jie smiled: "Qiao'er is really sensible."
"My dad said that if good people want to fight bad people, they have to be worse than bad people."
Cui Jie's smile faltered: "What's the truth? Did your father teach you?"
"My father told the uncle named Xu, and I heard it from the side."
"If a good person is worse than a bad person, is he still a good person?" Cui Jie asked with a smile.
This was a logical paradox. The five-year-old Qiaoer was stumped and scratched his head vigorously, looking at a loss.
Cui Jie hugged him tightly in a funny way: "Okay, don't worry about your little head. You are still young, and you can only understand many things when you grow up.":.
"Now as long as you believe in one thing, your father will definitely save us."
Qiao'er nodded heavily: "I believe it."
The thatched house was suddenly pushed open, and a biting cold wind rushed in. Cui Jie's pretty face turned pale and she hugged Qiao'er tightly.
The person who came in was the leader of the desperadoes.
The desperado's surname was Chu, and he was the third in his family, so everyone called him Chu Sanlang. A few years ago, he killed several businessmen on the road in Qizhou and robbed their goods. He is wanted by the government to this day.
There was no shortage of such thugs in the Taipei era, and every dynasty had them. But nowadays, in the Tang Dynasty, there are very few such thugs, and the number of criminal cases in the government every year is pitiful.
There are very few, which does not mean there are none, and Chu Sanlang is one of them.
Unfortunately, Cui Jie and Qiao'er met them.
Pushing the door open, Chu Sanlang's ferocious face with scars appeared in the eyes of Cui Jie and Qiao'er.
Looking at Cui Jie's stunning appearance, Chu Sanlang's eyes flashed with unabashed desire.
This woman is so beautiful, I really want to sleep with her.
But now is not the time, and they are still in crisis. The identity of the two was only discovered after they robbed someone yesterday. It must be that Weinan County was in chaos at this time.
One is the daughter of the Cui family in Qingzhou, and the other is the great-grandson of the British Duke. This is a big disaster.
With the hostage in hand, the people outside are throwing a rat weapon at them, but Chu Sanlang also throws a rat weapon at the Ying Gong and the Cui family. The two form a delicate balance, so even though Chu Sanlang covets Cui Jie, he doesn't dare to lay a finger on her.
Desperados are also rational. If they are caught in the end, the punishment they will receive if they move the hostages is definitely different from the punishment they will receive if they do not move them.
Between beheading with one sword or cutting with a thousand swords, which one would a normal person choose?
Of course they are not afraid of death, but they still hope to die quickly.
Besides, they still have their families.
If the hostages are moved, my family may end up being miserable.
"Be honest, I don't want to hurt you, but if you have any plans, don't blame me for being ruthless." Chu Sanlang said with a strange smile.
Cui Jie felt Qiao'er trembling in her arms, and couldn't help but feel distressed. She mustered up the courage to say: "We are all weak women and children, why are you worried? But the child is a bit cold, can you give him some clothes? You guys
We already know that he is the great-grandson of the British Duke. If you freeze him, the British Duke will not spare you."
Chu Sanlang smiled nonchalantly: "It's just a life, what else can I do besides death? I don't have any clothes, so bear with me, we have to change places tonight." Provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.:.