After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

"Hello, Officer Chang."

When he returned to the hotel, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon. It was at this time that Liangchuan received a call from Chang Qingyan.

Feng Shiyou and others who heard the voice immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at him anxiously.

The conversation continued, "Okay, I got it, I'll tell the young master right away."

The call lasted less than half a minute before it ended.

When Zuo Liangchuan turned around, he saw several people with burning eyes walking up to Feng Shiyou with serious expressions.

Said: "Young Master, Officer Chang said that the area has been cleaned up."

That means you can go there.

Feng Shiyou and the others also understood what he meant, and their anxious expressions turned serious in an instant.

After hearing this, Feng Shiyou lowered his eyes and looked at the thing covered with black cloth in his hand, then stood up, walked to the table and gently stroked it.

Another object covered with black cloth was held in Feng Shimo's hand. He also stood up and walked to Feng Shiyou and gently put it down.

Then he raised his hand and gently touched the corner of Feng Shiyou's eyes, "Don't be sad, big brother will go with you."

Feng Shiyi pulled Gu Xianghe towards him and said gently, "We will go too, Youyou, don't be sad."

Qi Yining stepped forward and gently took Feng Shiyou's hand, his eyes gentle, "Brother Xiaoning is here too."

Chu Weiyan: "Youyou, I'm going too."

Yan Pingzhi: "And me."

Listening to their voices, the sadness in Feng Shiyou's eyes slowly dissipated and a smile appeared on his face.

Silently said: Okay.

…………

Along the way, the car was moving at a constant speed. The car was extremely quiet and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

After Feng Shimo and the others comforted Feng Shiyou, their faces became very dark because they saw what was reported on the mobile phone.

[At 12 o'clock today, the police successfully wiped out the hideout of a criminal gang...]

[A small village in Yucheng turned out to be a village full of human traffickers. All the "villagers" in it have participated in large and small trafficking cases, which is simply a heinous crime.]

[It is a distortion of human nature and even more so a loss of morality! ]

The additional pictures inside all reveal that this is a village like hell.

There are countless photos of blurred, bloody torture shots, dark basements, skinny, bruised children and girls... and so on.

All those who were trafficked here suffered terrible torture.

When Feng Shimo and the others thought about what Youyou had gone through in the past, they felt as if their hearts were being cut into pieces.

As their heart aches, they feel an indescribable sense of powerlessness. They have no way to save the former Youyou...

Until they arrived at Beiping Village, everyone's emotions had not yet recovered. Their eyes were dim and they exuded a sad aura.

Except Feng Shiyou.

Before getting off the bus, he took a deep breath to calm his uneasy heart. Feng Shimo and the others did not urge him when they saw this, but just waited quietly for the young boy.

Only after his emotions calmed down did Feng Shiyou open the door and get out of the car.

Looking at the hellish village deep in my memory, with its desolate atmosphere everywhere, my heart finally calmed down.

Now, he only needs to do one thing...

Feng Shiyou had set his goal in mind, and when Jingshu took his hand, he walked forward with a determined look in his eyes, and everyone followed him.

After walking for just a few minutes, I saw Chang Qingyan running towards me with an anxious look on his face.

Before he could calm down, he said anxiously: "I can't find her. I've looked everywhere, but I can't find her!"

"Please, take me to her."

The tall man looked so fragile at this moment, as if a piece of porcelain would break at a single knock. His red eyes and hoarse voice were all very touching.

Xu Yunjiang and others who followed Chang Qingyan were shocked and distressed when they saw Chang Qingyan's current state.

When had they ever seen the captain begging like this with such a vulnerable look on his face?

In the past, he was righteous and majestic, always standing in front of everyone, rushing forward regardless of everything, not caring about fame or fortune, all he wanted was to find his sister.

But now...

Looking at the young boy in front of the captain, even though they didn't know why Chang Qingyan was begging him, Xu Yunjiang and others immediately walked up to him, bowed and asked for help.

"Please, help him."

"Please, help the captain!"

Feng Shiyou looked at the man in front of him, patted him on the shoulder, took out his cell phone and started typing.

[I'll take you to find my sister]

Chang Qingyan's tears finally fell in front of the young boy, and he choked and nodded, "Okay."

He knew that his sister had passed away long ago, but it didn't matter. Even if she had already turned into dry bones, he would take his sister home to see their home and their mother again.

"Thank you, Feng Shiyou."

The young boy shook his head, it should be him, and said thank you to his sister.

Turning around, Feng Shiyou looked at his family members who gave him courage, and his heart felt warmer and more determined.

He took firm steps towards the wasteland that was already overgrown with weeds. Behind him, followed closely by Chang Qingyan, his team, and his family.

Pushing aside the weeds in front of him, Feng Shiyou walked to the big tree that had already dried up, walked to the left side of the dead tree, and began to remove the weeds on it.

But after a while, the palm of his hand was cut and bleeding from several cuts.

"Youyou, wait a moment, mom will help you!"

Yu Jingshu ran towards him with a distressed look on her face, asked him to stop, then took off the silk scarf around her neck, wrapped his hands around it, and then began to remove the weeds in front of her.

Everyone started to help, without asking, because they knew that person was right there.

They came in such a hurry that no one had prepared any weeding tools. After a few minutes, everyone's palms were red and sore, but no one wanted to stop.

In the end, Xu Yunjiang ran back to the village and borrowed tools from others.

After about half an hour, most of the weeds on the left side of the dead tree were cleared, and that was enough.

Feng Shiyou stood still at a certain place, sadness suddenly welled up in his eyes, tears filled his eyes in an instant and suddenly fell. He suddenly knelt down there and kowtowed three times.

Sister, I'm here to take you home.

Maomao, I'm here to take you home.

I'm sorry I'm late and kept you waiting for so long.

Yu Jingshu and the others did not stop him because they knew that this was the young boy's concern.

Chang Qingyan also knew from the boy's actions that this was the burial place of his sister. Tears burst out again and his eyes were blurred.

Even though he had already confirmed that his sister had passed away, he still could not accept such pain.

Sister, I'm sorry, Yanyan is late.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out in front of him. He looked over and saw the owner of the hand smiling gently.

"Brother Yanyan, let's take Sister Yueyue home."

The voice was hoarse, but not unpleasant, just a little unclear and intermittent.

However, Chang Qingyan heard it. The young boy in front of him said to him with tears in his eyes and a smile, "Brother Yanyan, let's take Sister Yueyue home."

Chang Qingyan heard it clearly, and looking at the young boy's smile, he also smiled inexplicably.

He said, "Okay, let's take my sister home together."

The young boy was able to speak, and the last knot in his heart was untied.

More than ten years later, he dug up the bodies of his sister and Maomao, whom he had buried with his own hands, and brought them home.

But when I was leaving, something very unpleasant happened.