A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Eighteen years ago, Zhou Ciyan saw Cheng Jianwei, who was not yet seven years old, in the gang's prison.

The gang bought many children from various sources around the world, both boys and girls, aged between four, five and ten years old, who were able to support them and not be difficult to control.

These children have become consumables for gangs, some in order to experiment with special drugs; some want to train them into emotionless killers and international agents; some use the bodies of young children to smuggle illegal drugs or work with gangs in other areas. Make deals, become suicide bombers…

Zhou Ciyan is also a child, the only difference is that he was brought by the leader's current wife, he is the leader's stepson, and he is a living target.

His identity protects the real son of the leader. He not only withstands assassinations by the leader's enemies, but also has to be violated by the gang's subordinates, and he also has to endure the constant "beating" from the so-called stepfather.

Zhou Ciyan, who was covered in wounds and dying, was thrown into a cage where the child was kept for "reflection." He was kept in jail for three days and three nights.

He guessed that this time he was really going to die.

That's when Cheng Jianwei walked up to him.

She knelt down and took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket. Her voice was milky, but she said with a bit of frustration, "This is my last piece of chocolate. I'm afraid you'll starve to death, so I'll give it to you."

She was dirty all over, and it was hard to argue with her appearance, but her eyes were bright and soft.

The piece of chocolate, wrapped in silver wrapper, did not melt.

After he finished eating with difficulty, she said, "Brother, how about we escape together?"

"What's your name?"

"My name is...you can just call me Little Moon."

Later, they all really escaped.

But when he found his little moon, the little moon had forgotten everything.

Zhou Ciyan would rather Cheng Jianwei forget such a nightmare.

……

"It's okay if you don't remember," Xu Qingzhou said, "It's not a good thing anyway, but you were beaten every day before. I still remember that when you were brought back by the old lady, there was really not a single piece of meat in your body, tsk tsk tsk. "

When he was still young, he only performed operations on small animals.

I heard that a young master from the Zhou family was brought back, but he was seriously injured and needed treatment from the Xu family, so he secretly followed his father to Zhou's house.

As a result, Zhou Ciyan's blood and injuries almost left him a psychological shadow.

The assistant next to Xu Qingzhou widened his eyes.

What? ! Was he beaten every day before Ciye? Don’t you have any good meat on your body?

The assistant was trembling with fear. If he accidentally overheard such a thing, he wouldn't be silenced, would he?

Zhou Ciyan glanced at him, his dark eyes were calm but filled with coldness, as if he could see through his heart.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't tell, you won't be silenced." Zhou Ciyan still had a polite smile on his face, and his jade face was smooth and handsome.

He seemed to be comforting the assistant, but what he said made the assistant numb with fear.

Zhou Ciyan looked at Xu Qingzhou: "Just say what you want."

Xu Qingzhou then said: "I mean, you were so miserable back then. Since she has also experienced it, I wonder if there are any injuries on her body?"

After a pause, he remembered something and twitched the corner of his mouth: "But...Miss Cheng does look very healthy. I saw her opening the bottle cap with one hand."

It can be seen that Xu Qingzhou was greatly shocked when Cheng Jianwei twisted the bottle cap with one hand.

"You're overthinking. Wei Wei is so powerful, so of course he wasn't beaten severely." Zhou Ciyan snorted proudly.

He deliberately let it slip and said word for word, "Besides, you don't know what she did to that gang when she escaped."

Xu Qingzhou was aroused by curiosity: "What did you do?"

Zhou Ciyan smiled slightly: "I won't tell you."

Xu Qingzhou: Zhou Ciyan is a real dog!

"Do you fucking know that curiosity can kill people, ahhhh%...&*...@%#**..." He jumped up on the spot, and while cursing, he rushed towards Zhou Ciyan aggressively. go.

"Stop scolding, stop scolding, brother, you can't beat Ci Ye! Plus, I can't beat him either-" the assistant advised, hugging his doctor's arm and forcefully pulling him onto the plane.

Zhou Ciyan then raised his voice and said, "When you bring the equipment to check out the due date for Fa Cai next time, I will tell you, goodbye, Vet Xu."

Xu Qingzhou: "...Really, if you can't say dirty words, then I have nothing to say to you."

In the afternoon, Cheng Jianwei started harvesting Fu Ran and Sheng Ning’s No. 2 field.

In order not to take the blame, the program team specially sent a message to everyone saying that the points awarded to them yesterday were an accident. The final ranking of the corn harvest depends on which group makes more money rather than which group harvests faster.

As a result, harvesting these eighty acres of corn has become a task for eight people. The yield of each group of twenty acres of corn is basically the same. It depends on which of them can sell it at a better price.

So, while Cheng Jianwei opened the harvester, the others worked together to trim the edges of Field No. 2 and delivered corn to the villa, no longer divided into one or two groups.

However, since they didn't know how to drive a tractor, they could only use electric tricycles to transport the corns one after another. Every time they arrived at the villa, they would unload the corns with a bang, leaving the corn piled in a mess on the ground.

Only Zhou Ciyan and Shen Zhi knew that the corn from the No. 4 field harvested yesterday was peeled cleanly and piled neatly in the drying yard, like golden and translucent tofu cubes, which looked particularly eye-catching.

Every time Danmaku sees those pieces of tofu, he can’t help but sigh: [It can be seen that Ciye’s obsessive-compulsive disorder is really serious. 】

[Don’t tell me, don’t tell me. Look at a group of domineering CEOs, popular stars, national movie kings, etc. riding tricycles here. I watched them finish three bowls of rice in a row. 】

When Cheng Jian drove the tractor slightly to transport the corn to the drying site, he looked at Zhou Ciyan's neat corn stacks and narrowed his eyes, as if he understood something.

The program team contacted two corn buyers, and each of them sent a representative to Luoxia Village for inspection.

In order to prevent Feng Mian from using his "money power" to buy off buyers again, the program team specially issued a statement that the money spent by the guests on farming in the program will be deducted from the final calculation of the money earned.

As I didn't say before, the 200,000 yuan that Feng Mian paid to the village chief for trial operation of the harvester was treated as a donation to the village.

From a distance, Cheng Jianwei saw two acquirer representatives coming.