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"Don't be ashamed! You stole a girl's shoe! I'll let you steal it! "

Since the shoes had already been taken back, the little sister held them in her hands and started to move around while facing Yang Mu. She directly beat Yang Mu until he was crying.

At that time, Yang Mu was too young, and he didn't even have a name, so it was normal for him to cry.

The little girl saw that he was crying so she stopped and said angrily, "What are you crying for? If you cry again, I'll cut your little Jiji off! "

Neither of the children knew what little Ziggy meant.

However, when the girls heard that the teachers in the orphanage often scared the naughty boys, they learnt it.

However, it was a pity that this move wasn't effective on Yang Mu. After being beaten up, he felt even more pained.

"Okay, okay!" Don't cry, why cry, you stole my shoes, you still dare to cry? "

"No more crying!"

"Wu wu wu!"

Seeing that threatening was useless, the little girl fished out a piece of candy from her pocket, removed the candy, and stuffed it into Yang Mu's mouth.

Children always liked to eat sugar, and Yang Mu had never eaten sugar before. This taste was sweet, what kind of thing was it, it was really delicious.

The little girl didn't even know that she had become the first woman in Yang Mu's life to give him candy. However, she was still very proud of herself when she saw that Yang Mu stopped crying.

"Hmph, so he's a glutton!"

In this way, the gluttonous ghost's name would belong to Yang Mu, and the girl would tell him that her name was Aya.

The interrogation went on for a long time without ending.

In the end, Aya was certain that Yang Mu was an orphan. He was also likely to be a true mute, but he should also be called a mute.

Aya recognized a few words, and was even smart enough to distinguish between the two.

She felt that this was fate. They called him Aya and Ah Mute.

Of course, in order to distinguish between the two, Aya still called Yang Mu a glutton.

She believed that since Yang Mu was an orphan, he could actually enter an orphanage.

But …

"I can't let you come to the orphanage. You don't even know how fierce the aunts here are. I'm sure they aren't good people …" How about this, I'll steal some food for you! "

Aya actually yearned for the outside world, but she was still too timid and didn't dare to go out.

This was the reason why she was willing to help Yang Mu, treating him as a link to the outside world.

The formation of this relationship only lasted for two months.

Two months had an extraordinary amount of meaning to Yang Mu as well. He had a small companion that could give him food, and he treated the vicinity of the orphanage as his second small home besides the trash bin area.

He had no concept of home. He only knew where he was supposed to be.

He was familiar with this place, and it had food.

Two months later, something strange happened. Aya disappeared!

At that time, Aya was a chatterbox. She would often tell Yang Mu about the orphanage, and Yang Mu would just listen and remember it.

He didn't think Aya could disappear because Aya said she was past adoption.

"I'm already eleven, so I'm not fit to be adopted! It's all the aunties' fault. If I could have brought me to meet some parents earlier, I would have been adopted long ago. Many times, I don't understand why parents would punish me to sweep the backyard whenever they came to visit! "

Every time Aya talked about this place, she would always feel depressed, and so Yang Mu would become depressed along with her, which left a deep impression on him.

So why did Aya, who wasn't going to be adopted, disappear?

This made Yang Mu conflicted.

For the next two years, he surrounded the orphanage, hoping that Aya would suddenly appear.

But Aya never appeared.

In these two years, Yang Mu had a clear understanding of this orphanage.

In a region of southern Hanning, it was called Jiangxi.

Actually, there was no river nearby.

However, it was said that there were some in ancient times, so this part was called Jiangxi.

Later, the name was banned, but the older generation still called it that, and so did the younger generation.

The orphanage in the western part of the Hanning River has more than two hundred children, of all sizes.

With so many children here, even if Yang Mu were to occasionally sneak in, the teachers wouldn't notice him.

The teachers would think that Yang Mu was someone from here.

After two years of observation, Yang Mu found that there were often children who mysteriously disappeared.

These were orphans anyway, and no one cared.

At that time, the orphanage would tell people that some of the children were adopted, and that they were adopted by foreigners. All the procedures were complete.

However, Yang Mu knew that they weren't adopted.

If it was adoption, why didn't the parents come to see it in advance?

Only those children whose parents have seen them are adopted.

Finally, one day, he overheard something!

At this moment, Yang Mu's story started from here.

"A little girl named Aya went missing. Two years later, I happened to hear this conversation."

Yang Mu looked at Madame Song and imitated her. It was a conversation between two people.

"The old woman gave you money for charity, and you took the opportunity to sell your children. I really admire you."

"Hmph, she's a fool!" Why should he give that money to others? Do you think the wealth that our ancestors have amassed over the generations was blown over by the wind? "

"Alright, it's true that no one can see through you. Your extroversion is too different from your inner self."

"Hehe, it's better if you can't see through me!" Third Bro that brat isn't a good person. He wants to get the position of the family head and is opposing me at every turn. The old guys at home think he's better than I am, and they support him all the time. Right now, I have no way to meddle in the company's affairs, so I can only accompany the old granny in charity. If I can't earn some money in passing, how am I going to fight with Ol 'Three in the future? Do you know how much a young cabbage can sell for when it's raised as a slave abroad? "

"How much?"

"A million to two million!"

"So expensive?"

"Heh heh, good channels, safe and reliable. Those rich people abroad don't lack this amount of money!" "

"Did these kids just leave here and go abroad?"

"First, we need to subjugate them. After tormenting them for a few months, they became completely obedient after they left. Only this kind of obedient behavior is valuable!"

"Where should we send them?"

"Zhuang Zhi orphanage at the north of the city and Hongshu orphanage at the south of the city. That place is relatively secluded with basements and people are reliable. They are being tamed there. This place is only making a name for itself, so we should be able to recruit a few more orphans and find some good seedlings. "

"What about next? How the hell did you sell them? "

"Someone contacted me. They have connections. They seem to specialize in selling human heads. They're very powerful."

"How utterly heartless!"

"As long as you earn money. Don't you like money?"

"Hehe, I like it!" I prefer that you quickly divorce your wife and let me get into the room. "

"Little darling, don't worry. She found the cancer yesterday, she won't live much longer!"

"Haha, no wonder you're so happy. Life is a happy thing, your dead wife!"

Yang Mu's lessons were vivid, one moment speaking in a feminine voice, another in a masculine voice.

He would never forget this conversation.

After that he ran away and never went near the orphanage again.

They were also peddlers!

Yang Mu, who was almost 10 years old, understood many things. He knew that he was kidnapped, but he wasn't sold out.

Thus, he did not dare to approach them. He was afraid of those people.

At this moment …

After finishing the conversation, Yang Mu looked at everyone and they were dumbfounded.

Madame Song trembled and turned her head to the side.

There stood her cowardly eldest son, Song Lihe, as well as his fiancée, Zhao Yuhong, who hadn't been in the family for many years.

Of course, Mrs. Song wouldn't forget that she had taken care of the orphanage for her eldest son a few years ago. At that time, he and Zhao Yuhong no longer knew who they were.

From the conversation that Yang Mu had described, the two men and women talking to each other were basically Song Li and Zhao Yuhong.

Madame Song only felt a wave of dizziness before fainting.

Thunderbolt on a clear day.

The charity she used for her work was taken out by her seemingly most honest son for a devoid of conscience.

He was selling the children of the orphanage!

Everyone was furious!

Everyone nearby began to curse. They never thought that there would be such a crime.

Wen Sijia stared blankly at Yang Mu.

What was that description he had just given?

It was as if he had completely eavesdropped.

But how could a child hear this?

Was he an orphan there?

Yang Mu's story was incomplete. He only told the story of Aya's disappearance and how he searched for her for two years without any results. He didn't explain how he met her, nor did he explain his identity as a beggar.

So Wen Sijia really couldn't understand.

"Kill him!" "

"Too bad, he's selling off children!"

"The Song Family are all like this!" It should be killed! "

"That's right!" Kill him! "

Everyone shouted out.

At this moment, something happened that no one expected.

Just a moment ago, Song Lixing was killed. Now, his dead husband's charming wife, Zheng Yuan Niang, suddenly ran towards Yang Mu.

What was he trying to do? Going all out?

At this moment, the topic of Song Li and Song Lianxing had yet to be discussed, so why would you join in the fun? Would he be able to kill you if he were to fight to the death with the god of slaughter, Yang Mu?

Half the people present thought so.

However, the alluring, sexy and mature Song Li and his wife did not fight with Yang Mu. Instead, she threw herself into his arms, hugged Yang Mu, and forcefully kissed his face many times.

Yang Mu, who was previously infuriated, was immediately stupefied. Forced.

He pushed the woman aside and looked at her closely.

This woman looked to be in her mid-twenties. Her figure was sexy and alluring, and she had a beautiful and moving appearance. She was definitely a seductive demon that would cause men to feel uneasy.

But she seemed to be from the Song Family?

Yang Mu looked at Wen Sijia and pointed at the woman as he shouted,

"Who is this woman?"

"Song Lixing's wife... "Zheng Yuan Niang."

"Yes!" Wen Sijia answered subconsciously. Yang Mu was truly dumbfounded.

Song Lixing's wife?

Why would she throw herself at him? Was he begging for forgiveness for his family?

Taking a closer look, Zheng Yuan Niang's eyes were brimming with tears. She gently spat out three words, but because her voice was hoarse, she didn't make a sound. One could only see the shape of her mouth.

"Gluttony!"

Yang Mu was petrified.

In his entire life, there was only one person who called him a glutton, and that was the young sister who couldn't be found and gave him the first piece of land, Aya!