Lin Yue frowned and looked at Bai Wutong: "Ma'am, do you want to help?"

If you talk nicely, Bai Wutong may still help, threaten them, kidnap them morally, and boss them around, who will give them face.

Bai Wutong gave Lin Yue a wink and said loudly on purpose: "I don't know each other, why should you risk your life to help you push the cart? If you die, it's not because we are cold-blooded, but because you are stupid Extremely."

Bai Wutong spoke quite loudly, the woman holding the child in her arms suddenly raised her head, and looked anxiously at her man, "Husband, let's go!" Even at this time, her tone of voice was soft and weak.

It's this time, and her husband is still a little hesitant, "Father, let's get some things and go."

If the old man hadn't supported the cart with his hands, he would have slapped the couple with his hands, and said angrily and gloomyly: "Bastard, these are all things passed down from our ancestors. How can we live on after losing you! Don't talk nonsense, give it to me quickly." I lift it up!"

Her husband didn't dare to disobey the old man's order, but the big boxes on the car were too heavy. They worked hard for a long time, but they didn't even move a foot up.

The woman heard the whistling wind behind her, looked at the ignorant child in her arms, and despair rose from the bottom of her heart.

Bai Wutong saw the hesitation and grief in the woman's eyes, and shouted loudly: "Are you going to die with your son in your arms?"

The woman looked at Bai Wutong suddenly, met her idiot-like eyes, and then glanced at her husband who was still struggling to push the cart. When she was struggling and at a loss, the child's miserable cry made her feel enlightened, and she grabbed the cart A burden on the bed, three steps at a time, rushed towards Bai Wutong and the others.

Her son is still so young, how could he die here!

The daughter-in-law, who has always been weak, violated her orders and even robbed them of their belongings containing broken silver and food. The old man was furious, "I want Ping'er to divorce you, wicked woman! I will send you to the government again!"

The woman didn't turn her head back, she was only thinking about sending the child to a safe place when the flash flood came.

Panting, the woman climbed up to where Bai Wutong and the others were, and looked through the light of the fire, and saw that the huge waves churning like a tsunami were only a few hundred meters away from her father-in-law.

The woman knelt down with the child in her arms, crying and shouting: "Husband, run, it will be too late. Could it be that those things are not as important as our children and lives?"

The back of her heartbroken and resolutely leaving just now collided in the man's mind, and a voice like a bell suddenly came out,

When people are gone, nothing is left.

The fine water splashed by the flood fell on their faces, and the old woman looked back, and saw that the huge water wave seemed to be a big hand that was about to hold them, and it would fall on top of her head in an instant.

"Wow~wow~" The huge rolling sound seemed to be very close at hand, and the old woman who was still arrogant just now was so frightened that her legs softened, and she stammered: "Old man, let's, let's go! It's really too late!"

"Husband! Father-in-law! Mother-in-law! Go away——!" The woman shouted sharply, and the child was crying heart-piercingly in her arms.

"Boom—"

Another loud noise from the collapse of a small hill seemed to be a swallowing abyss with its mouth wide open in the rainy night.

The old man was indifferent to the old woman's words, and even shouted furiously: "Today is death, and I have to push the shadow puppet box passed down by my ancestors!"

On one side is the distraught wife and children, on the other side is the stubborn father, the panic-stricken mother, and the ancestral treasure. Behind him is the terrifying and monstrous waves.

How should I choose?

The words that people are gone is nothing is gone again in his mind, Luo Ping gritted his teeth, picked up his father, took his mother's hand, and finally made a decision.

The old woman exclaimed: "Son, burden!"

Luo Ping replied to her: "Mother, don't worry about it! Liniang has money, nothing else matters!"

The old man was caught off guard by his son, and seeing the cart slowly falling away from him, he gritted his teeth and hammered him on the back, "You bastard, let me down, it belongs to the ancestors, you let me die!" Now, how to meet the ancestors!"

The old man couldn't use a hammer, but he used to bite. The back shoulder of the bitten man was bloody. He insisted on carrying his parents to the half slope at the most critical moment without saying a word.

Before Luo Ping could catch his breath, a huge wave came over with a "bang", and several shadow puppet boxes passed down by their family were smashed to pieces, and were swept away again with a "shua", without blinking an eye, except for the splashing waves , the torrenting flood can see nothing.

The old woman touched her heart with lingering fear. It was really dangerous. If she had turned around to pick up the burden just now, her husband and son would have been swept away.

When she regained her strength, she raised her hand and slapped Liniang, who was holding the child, with a crisp "slap", which almost shattered the sky.

Liniang's eyes were black and her mind was buzzing. She touched the burning corner of her mouth with her hand, and she was bleeding from the beating.

"Little bastard, a heartless bastard who dares to grab the burden, see if I don't beat you to death!"

The old woman pointed at Liniang's nose and scolded, and wanted to do something, but Luo Ping said wearily, "Mother, stop making trouble, if it wasn't for Liniang, we wouldn't be able to get back even a single burden."

As soon as the words fell, "Snap!" His father gave him a big-mouthed melon seed, and roared hysterically: "Bastard! You bastard! I'm going to beat you to death!"

The things of the ancestors for several lifetimes are gone like this.

While cursing, the old man picked up the sole of his shoe and slapped Luo Ping hard on the forehead like he was looking at an enemy.

The old woman took a look

^0^Li Niang, trembling with the child in her arms and not daring to resist, snatched the bundle, worried that her grandson would still need to drink milk, scolded "bad luck", thinking of the belongings in the car, her heart ached even more.

If it wasn't for Bai Wutong and the others who refused to help, how could they have left nothing behind!

The more the old woman thought about it, the angrier she became, she ran to Bai Wutong and said, "If you hadn't encouraged my daughter-in-law to run away, we would have pushed the cart up a long time ago. You have to pay for our family's shadow puppets worth hundreds of taels!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "boo", and everyone drew their weapons almost at the same time.

There are cold blades, swords, hammers, hoes, and sickles on all sides... The old woman was trembling with fright, her mouth was still stiff, "What do you want to do!? If you dare to touch me, I will report to the officials and let the officials take all of you!" Grab it!"

Bai Wutong said expressionlessly: "Then you go." Then he suddenly evoked a meaningful smile, "Do you still want us to help you?"

Even though there wasn't a single word of threat, the old woman felt a bone-chilling chill all over her body.

She wanted to say a harsh word to regain her frightened face, but she glanced at the scene where there was nowhere to hide, and the scene where the corpse might be torn into pieces at any time, shrank her neck, and dared not say another word.

With a "plop", something fell into the water and was swept away.

Everyone looked back and saw Luo Qiang kneeling on the ground, stretching out his hands and crying loudly towards the raging flood:

"father--!!!"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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