The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

“”Dad, Mom…’

MO Yangyang’s voice was very soft and weak, as if she was talking to herself. However, her voice made Lan Dongzhi’s heart ache.

She regarded MO Yangyang as her hope. These days, she had seen her having a complete family and living her own life, plain and fulfilling.

She thought that MO Yangyang would be happy forever, and she would be happy with her.

But . . .

Why was this world so cruel to them? They just wanted to live a good life!

The white cloth covered the old man from his feet to his head.

One white cloth, two worlds!

The police carried the body and walked past MO Yangyang. Through Lan Dongzhi’s cold and trembling hands, she seemed to see it. Suddenly, she moved and rushed over like crazy.

She hugged Grandpa Han’s body and cried, “”Dad…What are you going to do? It’s Mom’s birthday today. We haven’t celebrated her birthday together yet. You can’t leave…You can’t go anywhere!”

MO Yangyang cried desperately and shook Grandfather Han’s body.

The police officers who were carrying Grandpa Han’s body were already used to seeing life and death, but at this moment, they could not bear to turn their heads!

There were many people in the corridor, but no one spoke. MO Yangyang’s hoarse and sorrowful cries echoed.

Xie Xize didn’t go up to comfort her. He didn’t even look at her!

Because he knew very well that at this time, all the comfort was useless. What he could do was not to comfort her, but to do his best to save the old lady’s life!

Jiang Niancheng and the others had arrived. This scene made them hold their breaths. No one dared to say anything.

Even Jiang Niancheng, who had always been talkative, was as silent as a rock.

The police wanted to take the old man away, but MO Yangyang hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

Lan Dongzhi walked over and grabbed her arm. ‘”Yang Yang, let the old master go. Now, let the police find the murderer and avenge the old master. That’s the most important thing, Yang Yang…Calm down…You still have your child and Auntie. She’s still alive…”

MO Yangyang could no longer cry. She opened her mouth and tears fell like rain. She slowly let go of her hand and watched the old man be carried away.

He was an ordinary old man. In the morning, he danced square dance with his wife. In the afternoon, he went to pick up his grandson. When he was free, he would play chess with his old friends in the park.

He only wanted to raise a Hua Mei bird, but the old lady did not allow it. She was worried that the bird would disturb her precious eldest grandson’s sleep.

He had a kind heart and had never done anything bad.

He should not have died in such a way.

Xie Xize opened the box that they had brought. He quickly and methodically took out the injection and calmly injected it into the old lady.

Today’s explosion was even more explosive…