Chapter 466

Although Xia Wanyuan was wearing a mask, his picturesque eyebrows and beautiful clothes were enough to make the villagers surprised.

Xia Wanyuan walked slowly, sending a message to junshiling and checking the situation around him,

"Is that Miss Xia?" Suddenly someone stopped her. Xia Wanyuan turned her head. It was the old lady who sold melons,

"Auntie."

"Miss Xia!! Why are you here?! Come and sit in my house for a while Aunt said on the warm invitation of Xia Wanyuan in the past.

"Good." Xia Wanyuan nodded, and the aunt quickly went to Xia Wanyuan, as if to protect her, and took the man home. As soon as she went in, she closed the door.

"Miss Xia, how did you come to our small mountain village? Thank you for spending so much money on our fruit last time." Knowing that Xia Wanyuan likes to eat watermelons, she specially takes out a frozen one from the well water and cuts it open. The green red flesh is very attractive.

"I'll come and have a look," Xia Wanyuan took the watermelon and bit it down,

"Oh, Miss Xia, I have to remind you that we are not bigger than big cities in remote areas. You should go out while it's still light." For this good-looking and kind-hearted star, I have a good feeling.

"Aunt's meaning, there won't be abduction and trafficking in this village, will there?" Xia Wanyuan was just trying to find out. When she was in power in her previous life, she also dealt with many similar incidents. The more closed and backward the place is, the easier it is to breed such discord.

As a result, the girl's face changed and her voice lowered. "Miss Xia, the people here are of the same family, and even the local police can't help it. You must be careful. I'll see you out later. There's not much to stay here."

"It's OK, madam. I'll have someone come to pick it up later," Xia Wanyuan said with a soothing smile. "Is this your child?"

There is a head sticking out in the corner, tiger head and tiger brain, and her eyes are very bright. Although the melon girl is from the mountains, she loves to be clean, and the child seems to be taken good care of.

"Yes, this is my little son. Come here and call me sister."

"Sister." The little boy gave a crisp cry,

"Hello, here you are." Xia Wanyuan took out a bag of chocolate from his bag and handed it to the little boy. The boy reached out and took it. His hands were all covered with fine scars, like being cut by grass.

"What grade are you in?" Xia Wanyuan asked casually,

"I didn't go to school, alas," said the melon seller with a sigh. "We have only one school, and there is only one teacher in the school. Last year, no one wants to come to us because he died of illness. The child is at school age, but there is no teacher to teach him. What can he do?"

Xia Wanyuan looked up at the boy's bright eyes, "want to go to school?"

"Want" the little boy nodded obediently, although the child is still young, but always listen to their parents, only go to school, can change their destiny.

Xia Wanyuan looked back and said no more, "Auntie, it's getting late. I'll go back first."

"Well, do you want to take some watermelons back? We don't have any good things here."

"No, I'll come to see you tomorrow. Bye." Xia Wanyuan said, then walked out and called Shen Qian,

The phone hasn't been connected yet, several people have come face to face, eyes constantly scanning Xia Wanyuan, the turbidity in the eyes makes people feel uncomfortable.

Several men speaking local dialect, surrounded by a small middle-aged woman in the middle, were pointing at Xia Wanyuan,

"Where are you going, little girl?" The middle-aged woman was still speaking authentic Mandarin, looking at Xia Wanyuan's eyes shining,

Xia Wanyuan ignored them. Shen Qian's phone was connected. "Hello, Shen Qian, come to meet me now. I'm at the gate of the fifth family in the village."

Seeing Xia Wanyuan's companion, the middle-aged woman hesitated in her eyes, but the man standing beside her compared the number with his hand. The middle-aged woman was cruel and motioned them to be calm.

"There are wild wolves in the village at night. Little girl, don't walk around alone. It's better to follow us to the village head's house."

Xia Wanyuan had suppressed so many bandits. He had a deep understanding of the saying that there are many bandits out of poverty. He estimated that Shen Qian was about to arrive. At the moment, he said coldly, "go away."

"Ah, you little girl, how can you make a toast without penalty?" The middle-aged woman winked, and the men standing on both sides came to Xia Wanyuan,

Xia Wanyuan dodges for a while, and the two of them rush into the air. They are very ashamed and annoyed. Xia Wanyuan takes a burning stick which he doesn't know who has lost. After several sticks go down, blood has been seen on the head of the front person. The movement here soon attracts the attention of other residents in the village,

Some people opened the door, looked and closed it.

Xia Wanyuan is flexible. Instead of catching her, these people are knocked by her. At this time, Shen Qian comes in his SUV. Xia Wanyuan directly gets on the car. Shen Qian steps on the accelerator and raises a piece of dust,

"It's really bad luck. It's hard to meet a good product, but it's still a hard stubble." The middle-aged woman spat in the direction of Xia Wanyuan's departure. "Forget it. Go and have a look at the new goods I brought. This time, I'm a master. I can definitely have a son."