It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"Where's Jiang Li? I called her, but her phone was turned off." Yuan Shen didn't see Jiang Li's figure. He looked directly past Jiang's father and landed on Jiang's mother, unable to hide the anxiety in his eyes.

Jiang's mother pointed to the door in confusion: "Li'er is in the room, she never came out."

"No. I looked out the window just now. There was no one in her room at all! The phone was on the table."

When Yuan Shen's voice fell, Jiang's mother quickly wiped the handle on her apron, went to get the key from the TV cabinet, and opened the door. Sure enough, there was no one inside.

"Li'er...where will Li'er go?"

Yuan Shen picked up the mobile phone on her desk with a serious look on her face.

Jiang's father was also anxious now and pointed at Yuan Shen angrily: "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, would there have been such a big commotion on the Internet? It's all you who harmed my daughter..."

Before she could finish her words, Jiang's mother yelled back fiercely: "Shut up! Something happened to my daughter and you couldn't think of a way. What are you still blaming now?"

Jiang's father has always been a big man, but he was stunned when he was suddenly yelled at. After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to think it made sense, so he shut up.

Jiang's mother was so anxious that her hands were shaking: "Mr. Yuan, is there anything you can do... think of a way. My Li'er is timid. When such a big thing happened, her father didn't comfort her and even blamed her. She must be very sad. .

I...this is also my fault, I just went to the meal time to cook, thinking about talking to her later, so I didn't notice..."

Jiang's mother was so anxious that she burst into tears and stomped her feet, blaming herself: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, what are you cooking!"

Yuan Shen squeezed Jiang Li's cell phone tightly, took a breath, and asked Jiang's mother calmly: "Write down for me where she might go when she is unhappy."

"Okay, I'll get a pen." Jiang's mother quickly tore up the calendar paper and wrote down several places where Jiang Li might go.

Yuan Shen took the note, told his fifth uncle to arrange for people to check the surveillance along the road, and walked out neatly.

When he stepped out of Jiang's house, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and glanced at Jiang's mother unnaturally, and said unnaturally: "Auntie, I'm leaving first."

Jiang's mother was stunned for a moment, then took out a small roll of money from her trouser pocket, took out two hundred yuan sheets, walked over and stuffed them into Yuan Shen's hand.

“If you find someone, take her to the 168 Griddle shop at the intersection and buy her one.

This silly kid... usually wants to eat, but is reluctant to buy it. It's all our parents' fault. "Jiang's mother said, looking away and wiping away her tears.

Yuan Shen put the 200 yuan back into Jiang's mother's hand: "I will arrange it."

Finished talking and left.

As soon as the door closed, Mother Jiang looked at Father Jiang coldly: "If there is anything wrong with my daughter, I will never end this matter with you!"

Father Jiang jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on: "Oh, it's all up to me. If she didn't know such a dishonest person, would she be photographed with the housekeeper?"

"Shut up!" Jiang's mother directly picked up a pack of tissues from the table and threw it over, glaring at Jiang's father, "Talk about it, you know how to talk. When it comes to making money, why can't you talk!

Even if my daughter knows some shady people, why? It’s not because of you!

I have no ability but I have to make a big deal! If you don't take over the 50 yuan debt, will my daughter go to the nightclub to dance?

If you don't misappropriate her bonus, will you push her to the point of desperation today? If you don’t feel sorry for what the child said, I feel sorry for you!

You protect your nephew in everything. I just want to ask, who is your biological child? !

You are never responsible. You are innocent, and it is always someone else who is at fault! "

Jiang's mother looked at the man in front of her with disappointment: "Jiang Bowen, I've thought about it, let's get a divorce."