Chapter 1396

The wound has been covered. It's hard to open it again.

But Xiao Li is a skilled worker. He pushes Ji Chundong into the house and takes off his clothes.

Ji Chundong is still in a trance. When all of them are untied, he asks coldly, "is it the same?"

Xiaoli touched her chin, studied and patted her short legs: "the same, that's it!"

Now, they looked at each other.

The same wound means the same weapons, the same weapons, there is a great possibility that the perpetrators are the same.

So the question is, what's the relationship between Xiao Xi and his party's hurting the villagers in Hongjia village first and Ji Chundong in downtown?

Ji Chundong can say for sure that he doesn't know what Hongjia village is, and he can't have any grudges with Hongjia villagers, so what's the situation now?

"Uncle Ji, come to Hongjia village with us." Xiaoli suggested.

Ji Chundong looked at the sky: "now?"

It's almost midnight now.

"Tomorrow morning." Xiao Li said: "Uncle Rong and his mother went to Hongjia village yesterday. I waited with Grandpa Shizu all day and night, but they didn't come back. Grandpa Shizu said that if we don't come back tonight, we will set out to find them in the morning tomorrow morning. Would you like to join us?"

Ji Chundong didn't think much about it. He said, "OK."

He also wanted to know what connection the Hongjia village had with himself.

……

From the county town to the suburban village, it will take two or three hours for the baby girl to cry in the early morning carriage, penetrating the first ray of sunlight in the sky.

Xiao Li woke up in a moment. Looking at his sister who was woken up by the bumps of the carriage, he quickly turned out the milk bottle and blocked it in her mouth.

The ugly bit her mother's homemade pacifier, her face was red, her eyes were still in tears, and she finally stopped crying, but her nose was still sobbing gently.

The old man opened his eyes and sighed: "I shouldn't take her. It's hard to walk on the mountain road. The wind is still strong in the morning."

Xiaoli yawned and muttered lazily: "I don't want to take it, but last night she cried all the time. She had to sleep with me. I got up early in the morning and said that I would send her to Yunxiang's room. Unexpectedly, she would cry as soon as she left. There's no way but to take it."

The old man looked at Xiaoli's head, and stretched out his hand and said, "I'll hold it."

Xiaoli hurriedly hands her sister over to her. Just now, she has something in her mouth. The little girl is full of mumps, but after half a bottle of milk, she starts to cry again.

The old man didn't know where he didn't hold her well. He changed several postures, and the little doll kept crying.

Xiaoli couldn't sleep, just stood up and said, "I'll come."

The old man handed the child over again.

Ugly is a hypocritical ghost. He is not a big man, but he has a good temper. If he is not comfortable, his family will be upset. Except for her father, everyone else will be crushed by her.

Xiao Li can't help it. Her sister, she's on the stand.

But he went to bed late last night and got up early this morning. He was a bit out of spirits. He couldn't sleep in the car. He had to hold a child. He was haggard.

But Ji Chundong, who is sitting on the other side, is silent all the time.

But Ji Chundong liked Xiaoli very much. Seeing that his eyes were black, he couldn't bear it. He hesitated for a moment, reached out and said, "I'll try."

Xiaoli took a surprised look at him, but he remembered that ugly liked uncle Ji very much, so he tentatively plugged his younger sister in.

A miracle happened. The little girl who was unwilling to live or die in Shizu's arms just now stayed in jichundong's arms, and would not cry or make a scene.

Xiao Li's eyes widened in surprise, and the old man was also surprised.

Then the ugly settled in Ji Chundong's arms. She was not at all uncomfortable with the bumpy carriage.

The old man was not very comfortable, and his expression was always bad.

Xiaoli comforts Shizu's grandfather: "Uncle Ji is thick and stocky. Shizu's grandfather is too thin, and his car shakes. He's ugly and chrome."

Old man: "..." Not comforted.

Two hours' drive to the swamp forest outside Hongjia village, it was very bright.

The mountain is foggy and windy. The three people, old and young, walk along the winding road as if they were walking on the ground. At last, they see a rose field in the distance.

The flower field is really big. Across the mountain, almost the whole bottom of the mountain, it is gorgeous and red.

Ji Chundong took a deep breath, looked at the muddy swamp forest behind him, and looked at the rose field in front of him. He couldn't help sighing: "who could have thought that this poor County near the river was hiding such a great paradise?"

Xiaoli pointed to the scattered houses at the foot of the mountain and said, "that's Hongjia village."

Three people along the nearby path, all the way down, when they came to the outside of Hongjia village, they heard Xiaoli shouting inside: "Grandpa village head!"! Grandpa village head! "

Just after breakfast, village head Hong, who was going to go out to herd cattle, looked up and saw three tall and short people. He came down from the mountain and looked carefully. The one walking in the front was the little doll he had seen two days ago.Within the fence on the right side of the village, Liu Wei, who had not yet woken up, saw three uninvited people.

Rong Ling has carried away the ugly girl. The baby girl has enough to eat and drink on the road. Now she is working hard and has fun with her father.

Liu Wei's side is not so good. Liu Wei looks at Xiaoli, Shifu and Ji Chundong with a cold face. She takes a deep breath and asks with a bad attitude, "what are you doing?"

Xiaoli was nervous. After a round of eyes, he turned his gun and pushed Ji Chundong out. He said the injury again and again. Finally, he stressed that the wound was the same as that of the villagers in Hongjia village!

Sure enough, Liu Wei, who was a little unhappy at first, immediately looked at Ji Chundong. She sat up straight and asked him about the killing process in detail.

Ji Chundong answers one by one, but he doesn't understand Liu Wei's extra cautious attitude: "Miss Liu knows the purpose of those people?"

Liu Wei pursed her lips and drooped her eyes. "According to the village people, she should go to an old man named Bai."

Ji Chundong frowned: "is that old man in the village?"

Liu Wei shook his head, and then turned to his master. "That man should be my grandfather, but he has been away from the village for more than two months."

The old man who hasn't made a sound is a real answer. Now that he has the answer, he is relieved and nods his head. His voice is excited, with some ups and downs: "it's good to be alive, and you can always see it."

Time is too long, old old age, lucky to be able to see old friends again, it is heaven's pity.

Although Ji Chundong didn't know what they were talking about, he also understood that this was to say that the old man was not here. He pondered and asked, "is the old man surnamed Bai? My father's surname is also Bai. Among those bandits, there is an imperial court criminal. My father asked Jimou to check it a few days ago. I wonder if this white old man in the village has any connection with my father? "

Ji Chundong's Association is reasonable. After all, his adoptive father asked him to check Xiao Xizheng, who just stabbed him. Now he met another old man with the same surname Bai. Naturally, he thought that his adoptive father had something to do with him.

Liu Wei was surprised: "Ji is not your surname? Why is your father called Bai? "

Ji Chundong waved his hand and said, "my father was Ji's, but he was old and missed his wife and daughter who were far away from home, so he changed his family name to Bai, which has been changed for several years."

Liu Wei suddenly looks at him.

Ji Chundong asked, "what's the matter?"

And Rong Leng turned his head and looked at him.

Ji Chundong doubts: "yes?"

Immersed in the good news that his old friend is still in the world, the old man, who is hard to support himself, also looks at him.

Ji Chundong: "..." Most afraid of air, suddenly quiet.