Heaven-law Supreme System

Chu Xuan looked at these hard-working newcomers speechlessly, and didn't have much to say, so he could only greet Cai Ji, left the water pool, and said to the netizens in the live broadcast room, "I will show you all to visit our village. Enjoy the scenery of the mountains and rivers."

"Haha, Chu Xuan has also begun to see water in the daily life of writing novels."

"Look at that guy who forcibly entered the country, he is also pitiful!"

"I don't know if anyone will come to the Mushroom House again in the future. If I don't shoot the guests and shoot Chuxuan, I am also drunk, and I feel heartbroken for the guests of this issue for three seconds. Puff haha, let me laugh for a while."

The netizens in the barrage are always so good, and they can make fun without a smile.

Chu Xuan didn't care about this, he couldn't always perform various martial arts! After reading too much, everyone will get tired and crooked. Combination of work and rest is the best choice.

Even if everyone says he is water, he has to show everyone the scenery.

With such a beautiful rural scenery, the netizens who watched were in a good mood and felt a fresh and natural breath, and slowly they stopped complaining that Chu Xuan was a parallel importer.

Walking boringly among the rice paddies, slowly swaying to the main road of the village, Chu Xuan was about to go home, but there were more and more people hanging behind him.

In addition to Huang Lei and others, there are more of the little kids in the village. The children like to be lively, hanging behind Chu Xuan curiously, and yelling and shouting majestic and majestic along the way. From time to time there are cheers and laughter.

"Woo....."

At this time, a young woman holding a child came oncoming, with a child in her arms. The child seemed to be afraid of wind and light, and buried her little head in her arms.

He seemed to be crying, but his voice was not like the cry of a normal child, his voice was dry, hoarse, and tight, as if his throat hadn't been opened, and his crying was extremely laborious.

This cry made everyone numb their scalp, and everyone could hear the child's pain and a little bit of fear from this abnormal cry.

"Is this child sick, why is he crying so sad?" He Jiong, who was more emotional and had a lower tear point, asked Huang Lei beside him.

Huang Lei frowned and said: "It should be sick! It must be physically uncomfortable, otherwise how could I cry so much."

When the two were discussing, Chu Xuan, who was walking in front of them, also noticed the child's abnormality. He stepped forward and asked kindly: "Why is the child crying so sad? Is it unwell?"

The young woman glanced at Chu Xuan, with a trace of panic in her eyes, and quickly avoided her eyes, and said casually: "The child is okay, but he has a cold."

"Let me take a look for you!" Chu Xuan said enthusiastically.

"No, I have something to do!" The young woman hugged the child and avoided Chu Xuan's hand extended. She held the child and looked at everyone warily, and then held the child and passed them without looking back.

Chu Xuan frowned and turned around, always feeling that the child's illness was not as simple as the young woman said. He turned around and stopped and looked at the young woman walking forward quickly.

He found that the child’s cry seemed to be more heart-piercing. Then the child poked his head out for an instant, and Chu Xuan found that the corner of the child’s mouth kept dripping, ticking like an endless stream. .

And the moment the child appeared, it seemed to have been blown by the wind, and it seemed to be frightened by the light, and quickly retracted his head again, crying harder.

When passing by a paddy field by the side of the road, the cry of the child became more painful.

"Mr. Chu, this is still not going to happen, right? I always think something is wrong!" He Jiong saw that Chu Xuan had not left, and stood quietly, watching the young woman carrying the child into a courtyard, frowning in contemplation. Chu Xuan asked worriedly.

Huang Lei also asked, "Yes! I feel that this woman is a bit unusual! Isn't she a trafficker?"

"No, her name is Zhang Cuihua, she is from our village, and the child is called Goulu, her child." Chu Xuan denied Huang Lei's cranky thoughts, and then murmured: "However, the child does have The problem, perhaps still a big problem."