Lin Yue frowned and looked at Bai Wutong: "Madam, are you going to help?"

Talking in a good voice, Bai Wutong may also help, threaten them, kidnap morally, and even boss them, who will give them face.

Bai Wutong gave Lin Yue a wink, and said loudly, "I don't know each other, why should everyone risk their lives to help you push the cart. If you die, it's not that we are ruthless, but you are stupid. Extremely."

Bai Wutong spoke in a loud voice, and the woman holding the child in her arms raised her head suddenly and looked anxiously at her man, "Husband, let's go!" Even at this time, her tone of voice was soft and weak.

At this time, her husband was still a little hesitant, "Father, let's get some things and go quickly."

If the old man hadn't been supporting the cart, he would have slapped the couple with his hands and said in a sullen tone, "Damn, this is all handed down from the ancestors, what will you rely on to eat after you lose it! Don't talk nonsense, quickly give it to you! I lift it up!"

Her husband did not dare to disobey the old man's order, but the large boxes in the car were too heavy.

The woman heard the whistling wind behind her, and looked at the ignorant child in her arms, a despair rose in her heart.

Seeing the hesitation and sadness in the woman's eyes, Bai Wutong shouted, "Are you going to die with your son in your arms?"

The woman suddenly looked at Bai Wutong, met her idiot-like eyes, and glanced at her husband who was still struggling to push the cart. When she was overwhelmed, the child's miserable cry made her feel like she was overwhelmed and grabbed the cart. A burden on him, three steps and two steps, rushed towards Bai Wutong and the others.

How could her son die here at such a young age!

The always weak daughter-in-law actually disobeyed his orders and robbed them of their belongings containing broken silver and grain. The old man was furious, "I want Ping'er to leave you wicked woman! Send you to office again!"

The woman didn't turn her head back, thinking only about getting the child to a safe place when the flash flood came.

The woman panted and climbed up to the location of Bai Wutong and the others. Looking at the firelight, she saw the tsunami-like surging waves were only a few hundred meters away from her father-in-law.

The woman knelt down with the child in her arms, crying and shouting, "Husband, run, it's really too late. Are those things really less important than our children and our lives?"

The back of her heartbroken and resolutely leaving just now collided in the man's mind, and a voice like a bell suddenly came out.

The fine water splashed by the flood fell on their faces, and the old woman looked back, and saw the huge water wave like a big hand that was about to clasp them, and it would fall on top of their heads in an instant.

"Crash~Crash~" The huge tumbling sound seemed to be close at hand. The old woman who was still imposing just now was so frightened that her legs became weak, and she stammered: "Old man, let's go! It's really too late!"

"Husband! Father-in-law! Mother-in-law! Hurry up!!!!" The woman shouted sharply, and the child was crying in her arms.

"Boom--"

It was another loud noise from a small hill being washed away. In the rainy night that could not be seen clearly, it seemed to be a man-devouring abyss with a huge mouth.

The old man was indifferent to the old woman's words, and even shouted furiously: "Today, even if I die, I will push the shadow puppet box handed down from my ancestors!"

On one side is the grief-stricken wife and child, on the other side is the stubborn father's panic-stricken mother, and the ancestral treasure, and behind him are the terrible waves.

How to choose?

The words that nothing is gone when people are gone again smashed into his mind, Luo Ping gritted his teeth, picked up his father, grabbed his mother's hand, and finally made a decision.

The old woman exclaimed: "Son, burden!"

Luo Ping replied to her: "Mother, don't worry about it! Liniang has money, other things are not important!"

The old man was caught off guard by his son, saw the cart slowly falling away from him, and slammed his back hard with gnashing teeth, "You bastard, let me down, that's what my ancestors belonged to, you let me die. Now, how do you go to see the ancestors!"

The old man couldn't use a hammer, but he even used a bite. The man who bit him had blood on the back of his shoulder. He just carried his parents to the top of the **** at the most critical moment without saying a word.

Before Luo Ping could catch his breath, a huge wave hit with a "bang", and several shadow puppet boxes handed down by their family were smashed into pieces, and swept away again with a "swoosh". In the blink of an eye, except for the splashing spray , the surging floodwaters see nothing.

The old woman touched her heart with lingering fears. It was really dangerous. If she turned around and took the burden just now, her husband and son would all be washed away.

When she calmed down, she raised her hand and slapped Liniang, who was holding the child, with a crisp "pop" that almost shook the sky.

Liniang's eyes were dark and her brain was buzzing. She touched the hot corner of her mouth with her hand, and she was beaten to death.

"Little hoof, unscrupulous bastard, dare to grab the burden, see if I don't kill you!"

The old woman pointed at Liniang's nose and scolded, and wanted to do it, Luo Ping said tiredly, "Mother, stop making trouble, if it weren't for Liniang, we wouldn't be able to take back a single burden."

As soon as he finished speaking, "Crack!" His father gave him a big mouth melon seed and roared hysterically: "Beast! You bastard! I want to kill you!"

The things that the ancestors had for several lifetimes are gone like this.

While cursing, the old man picked up the sole of his shoe and slapped Luo Ping's forehead as if looking at an enemy.

The old lady took a look

^0^ Liniang, who was trembling in her arms and did not dare to resist, snatched the burden, worried that her grandson would have to drink milk, and scolded "bad luck", thinking of the belongings in the car, it was even more heartbreaking.

If it wasn't for Bai Wutong and the others who refused to help, how could they leave nothing behind!

The more the old woman thought about it, the more angry she became. She ran to Bai Wutong and said, "If you hadn't encouraged my daughter-in-law to run away, we would have pushed the cart up a long time ago. You must pay for our shadow puppets worth hundreds of taels!"

She just finished saying ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with a bang, and everyone drew their weapons at almost the same time.

On all sides, there are glittering blades, swords, hammers, hoes and sickles... The old woman was trembling with fear, and her lips were still hard, "What do you want to do!? If you dare to touch me, I will report to the officials and let the officials take all of you. Get in!"

Bai Wutong said expressionlessly: "Then you go." Then he suddenly brought up a meaningful smile, "Do you still want us to help you?"

Even though there was not a single word of threat, the old woman felt a chill all over her body.

She wanted to say something cruel to regain her terrified face. She glanced at the scene where she had nowhere to hide, and she might be smashed into thousands of pieces at any time. She shrank her neck and dared not say another word.

With a "thump" sound, something fell into the water and was swept away.

When everyone looked back, they saw Luo Qiang kneeling on the ground, reaching out and crying towards the turbulent flood:

"father--!!!"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^