After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

The child with cerebral palsy ignored everyone and even stuffed feces into his mouth.

Then he started retching again.

Bhutto's daughter-in-law ran out in a hurry and her eyes turned red when she saw this scene.

"Damn it! How many days have you not given him food?

How can you be so cruel!

Isn’t it their child?”

Bhutto's wife wiped her tears and cursed.

Logically speaking, she should be the one who dislikes this child the most in the family.

But she knew very well that if she didn't take care of it, the child would starve to death.

She can't do that.

It was just a meal, and she didn't want to argue with a child.

Bhutto and the old lady took advantage of her soft-heartedness and deliberately took advantage of her.

Wen Rao and Zhan's mother came out and saw this scene, and they were also sighing.

After all, the child is innocent.

Moreover, this child would not have been born originally. It was because of Bhutto and the old lady's selfishness that he came into being.

"Dahua and Xiaohua, please send him back.

I really can't control it this time.

Tell them that now everyone knows that I ran away from home.

If the child starves to death, it is their responsibility!

It has nothing to do with me anymore!

And if Bhutto makes trouble again, I will beat him out with a stick!"

Bhutto's wife gritted her teeth, handed the child to her two daughters, and turned back.

Although the two daughters disliked their younger brother, they never abused him.

Daji, on the other hand, often bullied him, made him eat feces, and kicked him into the pit several times.

Dahua and Xiaohua untied the rope that tied the boy and pulled him home.

Wen Rao and Zhan's mother looked at each other. Things had come to this point. If the child went back, he would surely die.

But in the final analysis, it was not his choice to come into this world.

“Tomorrow I will ask the housekeeper to see how to adopt this child, or at least send him to a nursing home in downtown Yuncheng.

In the hands of that mother and child, the child was gone within three days."

Zhan's mother couldn't bear to see anything happen to the child under her nose.

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy. The mother and son will definitely ask for a lot of money."

Wen Rao saw through what Bhutto and her son did.

"I will ask the butler to collect evidence first, and then they won't be able to say no!"

Zhan's mother had tolerated that mother and son for a long time.

This time, no matter what I say, they will pay the price they deserve.

However, before Wen Rao and Zhan's mother could wait until tomorrow to collect evidence, Dahua and Xiaohua disappeared.

Bhutto's wife searched frantically all night, but there was no news of her two daughters.

The next morning, Wen Raozhan's mother received the news and went to see Bhutto's wife. She was completely exhausted.

He collapsed on the ground powerlessly.

"Where are my daughters? Where are they?"

"Bhutto said they were back! Several villagers also said they saw them leaving their homes and heading back."

"But I searched all night and there was no one...no one..."

Wen Rao frowned. The housekeeper didn't mention this matter last night.

They also found out when they woke up in the morning.

Now Zhan Yan has arranged people to look for him.

The principal also mobilized other students and teachers in the school to join the search.

But after searching all night, there was no news at all.

Seeing that Bhutto's wife was in a trance, Wen Rao asked the housekeeper to pour her a glass of water. Just as she was about to ask for details, she heard crying and cursing coming from outside the yard.

"Qingshan Hall, give me my granddaughter back! My granddaughter has only been here for one day and she disappeared!"

“You people in Qingshan Pavilion are not clean!

My two young girls might have been abused by someone!"

Wen Rao found the voice familiar and looked outside. It was indeed Bhutto and his mother.