The ancient mythical beast quickly wears a cruel and ruthless

Chapter 1146 The Tragic Life of a Farm Girl (1)

No one noticed Song Guoqiang's disappearance.

When they arrived at the dam, the village cadres began to call out names.

After all, the flood prevention list must be submitted, and if anyone encounters an accident, they can also apply for subsidies.

After clicking around, the village cadres were a little surprised that they didn't click on Song Guoqiang. "Song Guoqiang, where are you?"

"Village chief, wasn't Song Guoqiang's son injured by his mother? I guess he is accompanying his son now!" a neighbor speculated.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come! We can still use one more person! Let's get to work!" The village chief nodded when he heard this.

Song Guoqiang, who was being carried by Su Li, was now suspended above the flood.

He looked at Su Li in surprise, "Zhiqiu? You! How come we are standing on the water? What do you want to do?"

Suddenly, he found that the heavy rain actually avoided Su Li.

There was no trace of rain on her body.

"This, how is this possible?"

He opened his pupils wide and looked at Su Li in disbelief, "No, you are not Lin Zhiqiu, who are you!"

Su Li curled her lips, "It doesn't matter who I am! Song Guoqiang, you used this rainstorm as an excuse to disappear, today, I will make you disappear for real!"

"You, what do you mean? Why don't I understand!" Song Guoqiang asked in horror.

Su Li didn't answer and loosened his grip slightly.

'Plop'!

Song Guoqiang fell into the raging flood.

"No! No! I can't swim! Save me! Save me!" Song Guoqiang rolled and struggled in the water.

Unfortunately, Su Li, who was floating three feet above the water surface, just put his hands around his shoulders.

I watched him struggling in the water with an expression as if I were watching a show.

"Zhi Qiu!! Save me!! Gurgle, Gurgle..."

Song Guoqiang shouted as he floated in the water, "Zhiqiu, I beg you! Have you forgotten our childhood sweetheart relationship of more than ten years?"

He seemed to want to persuade people with reason and appeal to their emotions.

Su Li sneered, "If you were as infatuated as you said you were, you wouldn't have secretly taken the admission letter, and you wouldn't have secretly dug for that jar of gold behind my back!"

"You, you actually know about the gold? How, how is it possible!" Song Guoqiang was shocked.

Unfortunately, Su Li no longer wanted to pay attention to him.

She pointed her finger slightly, and a coffin appeared in front of Song Guoqiang.

"You, what are you going to do! Gurgle, gurgle..." Song Guoqiang said and reacted instantly.

He used his hands and feet to climb onto the coffin, gasping for breath after climbing up.

An expression of surviving a disaster appeared on his face.

Unfortunately, he was happy too early.

The next second, the coffin with the lid closed sank directly into the water!

"No!!" a muffled scream was heard.

There were also slapping and scratching sounds.

Su Li said casually, "Song Guoqiang, enjoy the feeling of despair before you die!"

As for Song Guoqiang in the coffin, he was indeed in despair at this moment.

It was a dark and narrow space with little oxygen.

He tried to push the coffin lid, but it seemed as if it was nailed shut and wouldn't budge at all.

A feeling of suffocation and fear surrounded him, making him suffer every second.

He scratched the coffin lid, hoping that the people outside would be kind enough to let him go.

Unfortunately, he never got to wait until he died in pain.

Su Li buried him fifty meters under the flood.

With a wave of her hand, the vast flood turned into water bridges and went to the arid north.

Large dark clouds in the sky were also blown to areas that have always been dry and water-scarce.

Without the cover of dark clouds, the air is a little damp, but it also feels bright and clear!

"Hey, where's the flood? Why did it recede suddenly?"

"That's right, even the sky isn't raining anymore! It's really great!"

"That's right, now we can go home and sleep peacefully!" The relieved villagers put down the sacks in their hands, packed up their things and went home.

At this moment in the Song family, Song Tianbao, who had been hit on the head and unconscious for three days, finally opened his eyes.

He looked at his little hands in surprise, not understanding what was going on.

He wanted to speak, but found that he could only cry.

"Baoer, are you awake? Mommy is here, don't cry!" Deng Lili, who was sleeping in a daze, opened her eyes in a panic and coaxed Song Tianbao.

Mother?

Song Tianbao stopped crying and stared at Deng Lili in surprise.

How could she be his mother?

Isn’t his mother Lin Zhiqiu?

How could this be?

Just when Song Tianbao was confused, Deng Lili hugged him and cursed, "It's all because of your grandma! You don't take care of your own man, but you let your mother take care of him!"

"She wanted to hit me with the pole, but ended up hitting my Bao'er! Luckily, Bao'er, you're okay, otherwise I would have fought her to the death!"

Deng Lili angrily hugged Song Tianbao in her arms, "Don't be afraid, Bao'er, mom will protect you!"

Song Tianbao smelled the sweat on Deng Lili's body and felt a little dizzy.

He must be dreaming!

Yes, he must be dreaming. Everything will be fine when he wakes up!

However, the next evening he was awakened by bursts of noise.

Looking at the still tiny hands and feet, he was dumbfounded.

Has he really turned into the one-year-old self who couldn't walk?

Moreover, his mother also changed from Lin Zhiqiu to Deng Lili?

What's going on.

There was still noise coming from the door.

"Where is my Guoqiang! Give me back my Guoqiang!"

"Guoqiang's mother, we really didn't see Guoqiang last night!"

"You are talking nonsense. You clearly called him to help fight the flood last night, and he hasn't come back yet! Give my son back to me!"

The ground in the yard was covered with poultry feces, but Song's mother sat down on the ground regardless.

"Guoqiang's mother, when I called the roll last night, Guoqiang wasn't there at all! Wasn't he accompanying your eldest grandson last night?"

"That's right, none of us who went there saw him!" The villagers who fought the flood last night testified one after another.

"How is it possible! As soon as someone in the village called, my Guoqiang went there. How could he not go?" Deng Lili also said in surprise.

"Guoqiang's mother, Guoqiang's wife! We understand how you feel! The village will help you find her!"

The village chief sighed and said, "But you better think about where Guoqiang went last night! Only then can we help you find him!"

"He clearly left with you last night! Give me back my son!" Song's mother cried.

"Auntie Song, we went together last night, and we all came back together! If your Guoqiang had come along, he would have come back a long time ago! Besides, we didn't see him at all!"

"That's right, stop talking nonsense and think about where he went!"

Song Tianbao in the room listened and began to think.

It seemed that his father pretended to disappear and live a good life with Aunt Deng because of the flood.

But now that Aunt Deng has become his biological mother, why would his father pretend to be missing?