Became a vicious male mother

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The sound of sharpening knives could be heard outside.

As midnight approached, I could still hear dogs barking outside.

Fusong is a mountain town, nestled in a valley, quite a distance from Wushui, separated by at least several mountains.

Even if you call the police here, you might have to wait several days.

System: [Host, each choice you make will trigger a different ending. If you cannot reconcile these choices, it will be difficult to progress in the rest of the story.]

He was looking for that child, and now that he has found him, he has achieved his goal.

The person in the corner laughed helplessly.

"Gu Xinglan!"

The grass rustled outside, and a small face peeked out from the window.

The child's eyes were fixed on someone.

The deep-seated eagerness was about to burst forth from the depths of his eyes.

The whip marks still throbbed faintly on my body, but my nerves had already gone numb.

Xu Mufeng climbed onto the warehouse window.

He's been looking for a chance to escape these past few days, but it's been so difficult.

There were people waiting outside.

"Gu Xinglan!" he called out again in a low voice.

If he hadn't listened to someone's sob story a few days ago, he wouldn't have had to go to work, let alone be sold here.

He... thought he would never see this person again.

It's hard to describe the shock and joy I felt when I met this person just a few hours ago.

Xu Mufeng was seen gripping the edge of the basket, muttering excitedly as he typed, each word more animated than the last, but the people in the corner paid him no heed.

With a "thud," the child landed steadily on the floor. Without even taking a break, Xu Mufeng scrambled to Gu Xinglan's side.

But when you actually get close to this person, your mind goes completely blank.

"Why did you come here?" he murmured a few times.

Helpless, he could only lower his head, bury it in the man's calf, and bite and tug at the hemp rope.

The man didn't answer him at all.

Finally, the rope was bitten down to just a few thin strands connecting it. Xu Mufeng whispered, "There's a waterway nearby. Follow the waterway to the outside, and you'll find a main road. Remember, don't go this way. When it gets dark, go around to the other side. There will be small gas stations nearby. Hide in the toilet there..."

No matter how much you say, the other person remains silent.

Seeing this, he fell silent.

This person has a powerful boss who can back him up, he is well-fed and clothed, and he doesn't have to worry about his survival. He is also good-looking. He is from a completely different world from the other person, like heaven and earth. It is only because of the reflection in the lake that he has the illusion that he can also own the whole sky.

The relationship between two people is essentially an illusory bubble that bursts at the slightest touch.

Xu Mufeng looked up at someone with lingering affection.

They only made eye contact briefly.

And then I couldn't move away...

“Xu Mufeng, your mother’s illness is curable. She will be cured in a few weeks.”

Between the opening and closing of his dusty lips, he revealed the things he cherished deep in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Mufeng suddenly felt a little envious and eager.

The whipping pain, which should have been numb, slowly became clear again, making him want to hug this person and pour out his heart, wanting to tell him all about how he had been whipped so badly by those bad guys.

"Why are you crying? Go away, I'll figure it out myself." The person turned their head and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

“No, I can only go alone. There are people waiting for me outside.” Xu Mufeng wiped away his tears and shook his head.

"You want to distract them?"

He nodded: "I'm helping them deal with the knives and bloodstains, and I know what they're most worried about."

How to remove bloodstains?

As if sensing the shock hidden beneath the dust in the corner, Xu Mufeng quickly said, "Fresh ones are treated with salt water and disinfectant, and dried ones are softened with warm water and then cleaned. They forced me to do it this way."

This kid is really not afraid.

He's been so worried these past few days, despite all that.

How could someone who has crawled out of the mud not know the skills of getting by?

Gu Xinglan was speechless.

"it is good……"

***

After freeing herself from the ropes, Gu Xinglan leaned against the window.

He could hear the child's words about how he used his intelligence to lure the group away, and the group's attitude... they were unusually tolerant of Xu Mufeng.

Suddenly, I remembered the admiration that Li Taihe had shown for this child; it wasn't an illusion.

Gu Xinglan listened intently until the footsteps outside faded into the distance.

There was also a child who knocked three times as a reminder.

You can escape now.

He climbed over the wall and looked out at the endless rice paddies that stretched up the mountainside, with the mountain shadows stretching as far as the eye could see. Everything indicated how difficult it would be to escape.

The sun in the east is slowly rising, and its rays are shining brightly on the earth.

A morning breeze swept in.

He walked down the slope barefoot against the wind, taking three steps for every one step.

The wind resistance lifted people up slightly, as if trying to blend them into the surrounding flow.

The soles of their feet rubbed against the sand and gravel on the ground, but the traveler did not feel any pain.

Waterways must be located in low-lying, flat areas.

And now it's morning, the sun is rising, the temperature is warming up, and the mountain wind is blowing from the low-lying areas to the warmer mountain peaks. As long as he walks against the wind, he can reach the low-lying waterway.

I don't know how long it took.

When Gu Xinglan saw the rows of waist-high reeds and the swimming ducks, she almost cried out in excitement.

A "plop" sound!

The water is not shallow.

With half her body submerged in the water, the chill rushed into her spine. Before Gu Xinglan could catch her breath, a burly man carrying a wooden bucket and a mallet suddenly appeared in the distance.

He quickly plunged his head into the water.

The water surface was covered with algae and fallen leaves typical of this season.

Gu Xinglan hid in the reeds, only her mouth and nose showing.

My ears were so uncomfortable that I only slightly raised my head above the water.

Then, one could faintly hear the sound of the man beating clothes with a stick.

There were also faint murmurs.

There were things like "I don't need to beg for marriage," and "marrying someone to ward off bad luck is just feudal superstition." I also vaguely heard things like "Who would dare to marry into this family?"

Is there a village nearby?

The thought of the backup Xu Mufeng mentioned made him tremble instantly.

The autumn waters were icy and cold.

He hadn't been soaking for two minutes when he felt dizzy and lightheaded, like he had heatstroke, except that he was actually feeling cold.

***

The man outside was venting his anger by repeatedly pounding his clothes with a stick, as if he had to use all his strength.

Finally, with the last strike of the gavel, a curse was heard: "Where the hell am I going to find a wife to bring him good luck!"

After saying that, the man swung his stick, knocking down a large patch of reeds.

The ducks were so frightened that they kept squealing.

The only clothes-beating stick was about to sink to the bottom of the water.

The sweaty man clicked his tongue several times, then cursed, "You damned bastard," before taking off his clothes.

A few "pfft" sounds.

A chill swept over him silently, but the man's body was burning hot.

The wooden stick had sunk to an unknown depth. The man, in the water, reached through layers of reeds and grabbed something unusually cold.

With a "whoosh," ripples spread across the lake, water splashed everywhere, reeds swayed and shook, and the murky water rolled down the bronze-colored muscle lines and continued to flow into the dense thicket.

The man's upper body was above the water. He shook his head a few times to wipe the water droplets off his face before opening his eyes.

...a moment of surprise crossed his face.

Did he... manage to get someone out of trouble?

A raised palm was seen grasping a slender wrist.

The owner, whose wrist was connected to the other, had his eyes tightly closed and his face was unusually pale.

And that head, pressed tightly against his chest, revealed a half-covered face that resembled a lotus emerging from the water.

The next second, he saw this ice-cold person leaning closer and closer to him.