The shrew of time travel

Chapter 95 Are You Selling The Third?

Knowing that Xiaomu's mood is not good, Mu Siduan didn't dare to provoke her for such a long time.

I'm afraid that because of Mu Shuan's departure, there will be some rift with me.

"Your father...your father...does he really go and never return?"

Mrs. Xiaomu suddenly turned her head around, revealing a tear-stained face.

"We are trying to figure out a way not to let him go and never return. Mother, you have to believe that he will come back. He went out to work temporarily for the sake of the eldest brother and the peace of our family. Mother, don't you have the heart to watch Dad just left the house, and the peace he finally bought was ruined by that family?"

Mu Si looked straight into Xiao Mu's eyes, his eyes filled with sincerity.

Even Mu Xiu'e was wiping tears from the sidelines.

"Si'er, don't lie to me...I know...I know it all...he can't come back, can't come back..."

Xiao Mu's thin body seemed to be swaying in the wind, and the hands with clearly visible finger bones were holding on to Mu Si's clothes and shaking them non-stop.

It's like a drowning person trying to grab a piece of rotten wood, a piece of duckweed.

This woman, who just learned that she might lose her husband forever, just slapped Mu Si in such a weak way.

If you persist like this, the peg will come back.

Mu Si looked at Xiao Mu who was crying hysterically in front of him, his eyes were filled with sadness.

The matter of Mu Shuan's disappearance is probably caused by his own confusion, and the person in front of him who he called his mother for two days has no blood relationship with him.

If she brushed off her sleeves, it would not be impossible to leave this place and start again. She also had the money for selling herself with the wooden peg lying in her arms.

Yes, sell yourself for money...

These three heavy characters were directly pressed down like a big mountain, like the five-finger mountain that the Tathagata pressed down on Sun Wukong's head.

It's just the power of a palm, but it carries the weight of life, making it impossible for her to escape...

"Mom, it's true that he left temporarily. I really don't know when he will come back or if he will be able to come back... But, if even you think he will never come back, we will be homeless immediately... ..."

……

In the courtyard, the villagers of Shuiyu Village gathered together again.

In the morning, he was still a bit serious, but the scene now is not serious at all.

"Cui Yuren, you have to give me an explanation! Otherwise, you are protecting, you are partial!"

The hoarse voice of the wooden dog remnant was heard far away in the evening, and there was no other sound except for the loud crusade.

The scene was especially quiet.

Although Cui Yuren looked a little young, he was highly respected in the village. When had he ever been pointed at his nose and scolded like this?

"Stop talking, right? Feel guilty! Mu Shuan won't come back at all, he is going to die outside, and even if he doesn't die outside, he has signed a contract of sale! The group of youngsters in Sanfang have already Please expel our Mu family's genealogy, why, why let them live in our Mu family's house for nothing? Besides, well, why does my third brother, a big man, sign a contract of sale? Why don't you sell those few You brat? Why didn’t you sell that woman? I think it’s not the Xiaomu family who partnered with those brats to sell my third brother? Don’t you guys like to give justice to others? Why are you not talking now? ?!"

(End of this chapter)