Little Life on An American Ranch: Chapter 379 to reunite

  Chapter 379 Reunion

   "Is it here?" Jian Heng asked Selina.

  Selina nodded, hummed, she didn't dare to look at Jian Heng, even if she didn't look at the man beside her, she could feel the anger in his heart at the moment.

   At this time, the Ukrainian fat pig happily ran to the side of the car, and knocked on the window of the car with a smiling face.

   Gently pressed the car window, and Jian Heng heard the Ukrainian big fat pig saying: "All the thugs from the nearby farms have gathered together, master, what do you want!"

   "Wait a minute, if Mrs. Curtis is fine, then everything is easy to say. If Mrs. Kotiko and those children are hurt, then you know what to do!"

  Ukrainian Big Fat Pig shuddered and immediately nodded and said, "I know, master!"

  Selina's face suddenly changed: "You can't do this, there are women in here!"

"Mrs. Curtis is also a woman, and she brought a group of children. I thought there was no difference to you, but there is a difference. People like you are really hopeless. I admit that to me they are There is a difference, Mrs. Curtis is a kind old lady to me, no different from Aunt Zhang and Aunt Sun next door, same nagging, but kind-hearted, but they are nothing to me, just They are just strangers, instead of persuading me, you might as well pray to your God, I hope they will not commit such atrocities, it would be more appropriate to come here!" After speaking, Jian Heng gently opened the car door and walked down, directly Step forward to the small farm.

The farm is not big, about 20 acres. Naturally, each building is one size smaller. Judging from the photos scattered on the ground, the owners of the house seem to be a Caucasian couple with three children. , a very ordinary ordinary family, but now the things in the house have been smashed, and there is not even a good stool. It can be said that there is almost nothing to take in the house except for the wall. , were all robbed.

  While pacing Jian Heng's living room, Jack walked in hurriedly.

   "Master!" Jack shook his head.

  Jian Heng raised his head, looked straight at Jack, and asked with a straight face, "Have you searched everything?"

   "Well! I have searched everything." Jack replied seriously: "All the rooms, including the grounds, have been searched, and there is no one in them!"

   "Go and do your work!" Jian Heng didn't hesitate at all.

   "Wait!" Selina said.

   "You talk too much!" Jian Heng looked back at Selina, without any emotion in his eyes.

Now Jian Heng's heart has reached the bottom, and the smiling faces of Mrs. Curtis and the children she is familiar with flashed through her mind one by one. There is no self-blame or much sadness, because Jane Heng knew it wasn't his fault, and he would avenge them, blood for blood, blood for blood, this is what Jian Heng thinks he should do.

  Many people often talk about what Confucius said about repaying grievances with virtue, but these **** deliberately hide the last sentence. The complete sentence should be repaying grievances with virtue, so why repay virtue!

  If bad people in this world can be forgiven without a bottom line, this is the greatest insult to kindness.

   "The things you imagined are not happening here right now! Maybe Mrs. Curtis and the others are gone," Selina said.

  At this time, Jian Heng really learned the so-called duality of Americans. He gave up helping a group of unarmed people. Now he feels that he is a defender of individuality, and jumps out to help a group of robbers, thieves and murderers!

  Jian Heng turned to look at Selina for a while, and Selina also stared at Jian Heng intently, not giving in at all.

   At this moment, suddenly there was a shout outside.

   "Mrs. Curtis, someone is here to save you!"

   "Mrs. Curtis, someone is here to save you!"

  …

  Hearing the yelling outside, Jian Heng said to Jack: "Go and ask, who made them yell like that! Forget it, I'll go out with you to have a look!"

  As soon as he reached the door, Jian Heng saw the Ukrainian big fat pig running towards the door with a happy face.

   "Master, master!"

   "Did you tell them to shout that?" Jian Heng frowned slightly.

The Ukrainian big fat pig didn't answer Jian Heng's question. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath a few times, as if he ran very fast just now and felt a little out of breath: "Master... man, man found it , in a secret... cellar in... the fields!".

   Only Jack, who was following Jian Heng, glanced at the Ukrainian big fat pig, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

   "What!?" Jian Heng suddenly felt that the sky turned blue. He reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the Ukrainian big fat pig: "Say it again!".

   "We found them, in the secret cellar in the field!" The Ukrainian big fat pig grinned when Jian Heng caught him, but he still spoke clearly.

   "Take me to see!" Jian Heng didn't realize that he had scratched the Ukrainian big fat pig. After he put down his hand, he felt that he had gone too far: "Sorry, I scratched you!"

   "It's okay, it's okay, it's my honor to be caught by you!" The Ukrainian big fat pig wants to sing in his heart now, seeing this person's expression, even if he returns to that world, he must not be too sad in his childhood.

   Jian Heng is not interested in talking nonsense with him here: "Lead the way! On the way, tell me how you came up with this one?"

After hearing this, the Ukrainian big fat pig immediately raised his hand to signal Jian Heng to move forward, and said, "Have you noticed? Although this farm is small, it looks very old. This is the architectural style of the Boers a long time ago. It was used to resist the British. Generally speaking, this style of building will have a secret cellar nearby, waiting for the British to come, or black riots, the owner can hide here, and the location of the cellar is also particular, that is, it is far away from the house. It can’t be too far away, don’t rush if it’s too far away, and the entrance should be concealed enough so that the enemy won’t find it easy. I didn’t know there was such a cellar here, but there’s nothing to lose if you give it a try. , so I decided on my own and asked them to shout a few words, fortunately, master, you are very lucky... ".

  At the beginning, Jian Heng still listened with gusto, but later on, he was full of words, and Jian Heng's brain almost got bigger after listening.

   "Okay, stop flattering" Jian Heng raised his hand to stop the Ukrainian big fat pig.

After walking another ten meters, Jian Heng entered the crop field. At this time, the crop field, that is, the corn field with a height of several meters, had been set on fire, but because it was all green corn, it was burned so badly that many corns were still tall. The chug pole stands in the field.

  Now a passage has been cut in the middle of these corn stalks, and a few strong men with live ammunition stand beside them to guard.

   "What's the matter?" Jian Heng reached the entrance of the cellar and saw the darkness inside, so he asked the person next to him.

  A strong man replied: "The people inside didn't dare to come out. They said they had guns, so we didn't force them down."

   "Mrs. Curtis?"

   After hearing this, Jian Heng yelled directly into the cellar.

   "J...Jin!" Mrs. Curtis's weak voice suddenly came from below.

   "Yes, it's me! It's me!" Jian Heng immediately said, "Come out quickly, it's safe here!"

Suddenly there was no answer from below, and after about three minutes, a child with gangster stains on his face climbed to the entrance of the cellar, and when he saw Jian Heng, he suddenly turned around happily and shouted into the cellar: "Curtis Grandma, it's really Mr. Jean! Mr. Jean is here to save us!"

  Jian Heng saw this little girl, smiled and reached out to wipe the gray marks on her face, and then pulled the little girl out of the cellar like a carrot.

   Kissed both sides of the little girl's cheeks, reached out and wiped the ashes on her face and said, "Well, what does this smell like?".

  The little girl replied directly: "We have been hiding here for three days. If you don't come again, we will die inside."

  Staying in the cellar for a few days without moving, eating and drinking and distracting many people, and it would be strange to have a good smell on the body in this weather.

  Looking at this little girl who was as big as his own sister, Jian Heng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, so he put her down and rubbed his head.

When the first one came out, the second one naturally followed. After Jian Heng waited for all the children to come out, he was shocked, it was twice as many as he expected. There are almost three hundred children, Wu Yangyang's small brain.

   "Thank you, Gene, I really didn't expect you to come back to save us" Mrs. Curtis held Jian Heng's hand as soon as she came out, and said after moving her lips for a long time.

   Originally, the old lady was a little disappointed. Seeing the current level of riots, she felt that it was impossible for the smuggler, Gene, to come here.

   "This is not a place to stay for a long time, so let's get out of this dangerous place first, and then send you to the UN refugee camp," Jian Heng said.

  Ms. Curtis shook her head and waved her hands after hearing this: "Just take us out of here, we don't want to go to that place, it's not our home."

   Jian Heng thought about it for a while, and first signaled a group of people to take the children to find something to eat, and then he helped the old lady into the house.

"How about this, I'll find you a house here, you live in it first, and then think of a way!" Now Jian Heng regretted letting Jack burn down the big fat pig's house, but after thinking about it, Big Fat Pig In Fat Pig's place, there are many opponents who are trying to make trouble. They put a group of old people and children there. It's hard to think about the result. The old people will definitely be killed and the children will be sold immediately.

  Don’t think that this is a peaceful world. In places that most ordinary people can’t see, slaves still exist. Even in the United States, the so-called lighthouse country of the Ming Dynasty, it is reported from time to time that girls are robbed and sold as playthings.

  Anyway, there is no shortage of money right now, so let’s settle Mrs. Curtis and the others quickly first, and let’s take a step at a time.

  (end of this chapter)