Chapter 83 There will always be someone in charge of this matter
The man's swearing, the old man's harsh nagging, and the several concertos in the house suddenly disappeared, leaving only a hazy voice that seemed to come from outside.
Women should be afraid.
But she wasn't afraid.
Not even distracted by the image of himself having no dignity at all.
"She shouldn't be the next me."
Narrative tone, indifferent and cold.
Lu Jingzhi tapped his fingertips on the baby's face, and because of the natural affinity on his body, the baby's weak crying sound disappeared.
Just staring blankly at the darkness in the room.
Lu Jingzhi remained silent, helped the woman tidy up, and stuffed the baby into her arms, "Your child, you can figure it out."
Before the woman had time to react, Lu Jingzhi moved her arm away again, "Forget it, you'd better not see it."
The woman smiled briefly.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Jingzhi asked.
"You seem to be very conflicted. You want her to live, but you don't want her to be my burden. Don't you think that as a mother, you should be willing to hug her child?" The woman's voice was very soft and ethereal.
"I don't think so." Lu Jingzhi said logically, "Because she doesn't look like the one you wanted to have."
Seeing that the woman wanted to chat with her, Lu Jingzhi hurriedly stopped the topic: "I'm here to find someone, and I don't have enough time. I'll talk about anything when I come back."
"return?"
Lu Jingzhi frowned: "Come back and take you away, don't you want to go?...It's over, another brainwashed one."
In the latter sentence, she spoke lightly, but her voice was heavy and muffled.
It's not the first, and it won't be the last.
There is also a woman whose leg was broken by a man and who angrily scolded her for being so cruel that she dared to beat her husband.
"Take us away?" The woman laughed briefly again, "Where are so many people, can you take them away?"
"Report to the official."
"it's useless."
"There will always be a way." Lu Jingzhi said firmly, "I haven't seen any official, but I'm sure, no matter this or that, there is always someone who can take care of this matter."
"There are too many nasty things, even if you take care of them, you can't take care of them." The woman only thinks that she has met a young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes.
How can you ignore it because there are too many?
"I'm talking about you." She thought to herself, little son, you can't control these things.
Lu Jingzhi pondered for a moment: "There are indeed many. But I didn't plan to take care of them all. I just cared about what I encountered—it didn't matter if it was one."
There was one family at the end——Lu Jingzhi retreated before he had time to leave.
The woman hummed suspiciously.
Because the retreat was too hasty, Lu Jingzhi accidentally stepped on the belly of the man on the ground, tripped and staggered, and almost knocked his head on the bed.
"What's wrong?" the woman asked.
"Shhh—"
Lu Jingzhi squinted his eyes, and through the window, he could see the light of the fire outside.
Not one place.
But in all directions.
Listen carefully, the sound of huge but not messy footsteps.
Outside, the continuous brightness of the torches lit up the entire Yang Family Village.
They surrounded the entire Yangjia Village and searched from house to house. If there was any slight uncooperation, their heads would roll off with chatter.
The night wind swept across, sending the breath of blood to all directions.
Lu Jingzhi lightly bit the soft flesh on the side of his cheek, and then traced the trace with his tongue, pacing back and forth, a little anxious: "What is this for? Bandits? Army?"
After thinking for a while, she withdrew all the abilities and put them together in her body.
She needs to reserve the ability to deal with emergencies.
Being in the dark for too long, even with heavy blinking, the woman could only see a vague figure.
Very thin, curly hair.
Looking at the figure, he looks like a child.
She is in the dark.
But it is like the morning light at dawn.
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(end of this chapter)