Xiao Mo's state, an Zhimo, has always been in his eyes. He has been in poor spirits these days. A very lively child has lost a lot of words and eats very little every day. Watching him lose weight all the time, an Zhimo's heart is also very bad, but he is always entangled by things like this and that.
Since the accident in huochengshen, Zhang Mulin has been taking care of an Zhimo. Looking at Xiao Mo these days, she has no spirit every day. She is also very anxious. Therefore, she always changes the way to change a cuisine, but it has no effect. And an Zhimo has been busy with huochengshen. After thinking about it, Zhang Mulin still feels that she plays in person.
While Xiao Mo was watching TV in the living room, Zhang Mulin sat next to him with a smile, lovingly touched his little head and said with a slow smile, "Xiao Mo, grandma doesn't seem very happy these days? What happened? Did those traffickers do anything bad to you?"
Xiaomo was thinking about his own business. Suddenly, Zhang Mulin's voice sounded in his ear. He was also frightened. However, he quickly responded, shook his head slightly, whispered, "grandma, they didn't do anything bad to me. I'm just in a bad mood."
As soon as Zhang Mulin heard this, her face became more worried. She frowned and hurriedly asked, "my poor little mo, what happened? Are you unhappy to come back to us? Why are you in a bad mood? Do you have something on your mind? Tell Grandma!"
Xiao Mo knew that Zhang Mulin was caring about himself. He bit his lip and said, "er... I am..."
He suddenly stopped talking. Zhang Mulin couldn't hold it any longer. She took Xiao Mo's small hand and said anxiously, "what's the matter with you? Don't stop! Tell Grandma if you have any confusion and I'll help you. Now I'm very distressed to see you like this!"
"In fact, I just feel very regretful and guilty. If I didn't insist on going to the mountains with them at the beginning, I wouldn't be taken away by human traffickers, and my father wouldn't fall down the mountain because of looking for me. Now I don't know where it is!" the more Xiao Mo said, the more excited he was, and his tears "Shua!" came out.
Hearing the speech, Zhang Mulin sighed heavily, "it's because of this thing! Xiao Mo, listen to grandma, it's something none of us can think of, so you don't have to blame yourself too much. Since you've come back, you can make your mother worry less, can't you?"
Xiao Mo pounced on Zhang Mulin's arms and still kept crying. He missed his father so much now! Zhang Mulin patted him slightly and trembled. After all, she didn't continue to talk.
Zhang Mulin knows that Xiao Mo is just his own obsession. I'm afraid only Huo Chengshen's return can make him better, but Huo Chengshen has no whereabouts now. Where are you going to find him?
An Zhimo came down from upstairs and saw such a picture. Looking at Xiao Mo crying like that, her heart was as painful as being torn. She was just ready to go and see what happened to Xiao Mo, and a sudden knock on the door came.
Thinking of the news of Huo Chengshen, an Zhimo's heart rekindled hope. She hurried downstairs to open the door and saw the familiar face of the bodyguard in black. Her heart was full of expectation.
"How's it going? Has ah Shen got news? Where is he?" an Zhimo grabbed the man's clothes tightly and asked with expectation on her face. Zhang Mulin stood beside her and patted her hand slowly. An Zhimo realized her gaffe.
Zhang Mulin knew that an Zhimo might be impulsive now. She looked at the bodyguard in black and said faintly, "what's the matter? Is there any news? Where is president Huo now?"
The bodyguard in black also had a smile on his face. "Madam, when I sent someone to look around today, I found the ring Mr. Huo often wore in a jewelry store, so I took it back. Do you know it?" he took out the ring from his pocket and handed it to an Zhimo.
An Zhimo slowly took the ring. Her face was full of excitement and her eyes were full of joy. Of course she knew what the ring was! This is Huo Chengshen's hand on her hand on the day they got their marriage certificate. This is their wedding ring!
It was hard to hide her inner happiness. An Zhimo looked up at the bodyguard standing there with an imperceptible tremble in her voice, "where is that store? I'll go right away!"
When the bodyguard in black looked at an Zhimo, he knew that the ring must be something deep in Huocheng. He respectfully said, "the location of that store is a little biased. Let me take you there!"
An Zhimo paid Xiao Mo to Zhang Mulin and hurried with the bodyguard to the store.
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Looking at the buildings moving backward outside the window, an Zhimo's heart could not calm down. As long as she thought of finding Huocheng deep immediately, there was a little more smile on her face.
After so many days of searching, although everyone said that Huo Chengshen was dead, she firmly believed that Huo Chengshen must still be alive. Now she finally had some clues. She suddenly felt that she could really find Huo Chengshen this time.
Ah Shen, you must wait for me. I'll come to you soon!
Finally, she arrived at the jewelry store. As soon as she entered the door, an Zhimo hurried to the clerk. She looked eager. The clerk thought she was anxious to buy jewelry, so she said with a decent smile, "Miss, what kind of jewelry do you want to buy? I can take it out for you."
An Zhimo shook her head. She took out the wedding ring that had been put in the palm of her hand, raised her eyebrow and asked, "Hello, I want to ask you, do you remember who took this ring to sell? I have something urgent to find that person now, so please can you help me?"
The clerk was surprised by the demand of an Zhimo, but she still took the wedding ring in an Zhimo's hand. She carefully identified it and soon remembered something. "This ring was taken and sold by a man, but I don't know where he went, and according to him, he picked it up, not for him."
As soon as an Zhi Mo heard this, her heart with hope fell again, but she still tried her best to maintain the smile on her face, "it turns out that's so. Please, I'll go first."
Dejected, she walked out of the jewelry store and looked at the dull sky. An Zhimo breathed heavily.