AWB Chapter 17 Rescuing the Abducted Mother 7
Chapter 17 Rescuing the Abducted Mother 7
"meeting!"
Chen Qingyan nodded.
Now we can only wait, wait for the people from the surrounding area to come to the market.
They are currently located on the southwest outskirts of the town, not far from the farmers' market.
When going to the market, in order to avoid getting stuck in traffic, people will choose to park their cars here and then walk into the market to buy things.
"Are you tired? You can take a nap first. I'll wake you up when it's time to leave."
Upon hearing this, Daya nodded immediately and obediently lay down in the grass with her younger sister.
They were exhausted. They were young and still growing, and after walking such a long way through the mountains, they were very sleepy.
If it weren't for this last bit of energy, I would have collapsed long ago.
Chen Qingyan glanced at them, then turned her gaze back to the entrance of the town.
It was already broad daylight, and small groups of people could be seen on the road heading to the market.
But she didn't see the motorcycle she wanted.
She was in a state of high excitement, showing no signs of fatigue, only finding the time passing unbearably.
I endured the ordeal for two hours, and by then there were already many people on the road.
Chen Qingyan finally saw several motorcycles. Excited, she slapped the two little ones awake.
Daya and Xiaoxiao rubbed their eyes, looking completely bewildered. After a while, they finally understood.
"Mother?"
"We should go now. Follow me closely from here. Do exactly what I tell you to do without delay, understand?"
"understand!"
Xiao Xiao realized that the crucial moment had arrived, and she immediately answered in a crisp voice.
Daya nodded blankly, following her sister's lead.
Chen Qingyan glanced at Daya, took off the shirt from her waist, and then put it on.
While such an outfit might seem a bit odd in the mountains during summer, the advantage is that the long sleeves can cover the scars on the arms.
Of the three thousand yuan she took from the old man, she took out one thousand, rolled it up, and held it in her palm. She stuffed the other two thousand and the pair of scissors into her sleeve.
After she was ready, she said to the two children:
"go!"
"Speak," she said, getting up and emerging from the bushes, pretending to be a woman going to the market as she walked along the roadside.
Xiao Xiao was held in Chen Qingya's arms with one hand, while Da Ya was being led by the other.
Aside from her pale face, she looked like a local woman going to the market.
On both sides of the road outside the farmers' market, many vehicles were parked, mostly bicycles and handcarts, while two of the motorcycles I had just seen were parked under the trees.
There was someone watching over each vehicle. Chen Qingyan observed for a while without making a sound. The key to the motorcycle leaning against the tree was still in the ignition, and the person watching the vehicle didn't seem to care.
By now, the crowd had almost blocked the market entrance.
She knew her opportunity had arrived.
She knelt down, hugged the two children together, stroked their heads, and said:
"I'll distract them and steal a motorcycle. You and Daya need to hurry..."
As she said this, she looked at the motorcycles not far away and felt that it would be difficult for them to get on the motorcycles themselves, as they were too short.
"Alright, you two go and wait by that motorcycle under the tree, go!"
Chen Qingyan's tone was stern, her voice low and powerful, and she pushed them without allowing them to hesitate.
Knowing what was important, Daya and Xiaoxiao immediately dodged and weaved through the crowd, squeezing under the tree and right next to the motorcycle.
The young man watching the car was smoking. He glanced at the two little girls but didn't pay them any attention.
After Chen Qingyan saw that they had taken their positions, she squeezed into the crowd, then quietly unfolded the thousand yuan she had rolled up in her hand, and when no one was paying attention, she threw it into the air.
Then, he lowered his head and shouted loudly.
"Money! Who dropped their money? Oh my god! More than 50,000 yuan! Everyone, hurry and pick it up! More than 50,000 yuan!"
The crowd immediately erupted into chaos, with people pushing and shoving forward like madmen.
Chen Qingyan pushed aside the people around her and ran towards the tree.
She wasn't far away to begin with, and after a few clashes, she ended up squeezing under the tree.
The young man who was leisurely watching the motorcycles was also thrown into a frenzy. Fifty thousand!
It's not five hundred, nor five thousand, but fifty thousand.
People went crazy, many grabbing money and shouting with joy.
There were still people fighting, tearing the money into pieces.
Many others, however, were like headless flies, heads down, searching for money on the ground.
The young man excitedly glanced at his motorcycle, then threw away his cigarette butt and rushed into the crowd to rob money.
Chen Qingyan immediately rushed forward, grabbed one of them with each hand, and put them both on the back of the motorcycle.
She then stepped into the car, twisted the accelerator, and sped off.
After rushing forward for dozens of meters, I could faintly hear shouts and curses coming from behind.
"My car? My car is gone... Who stole my car?"
The warm summer breeze ruffled Chen Qingyan's long hair, the dry strands flying in the wind, much like her current mood.
The little girl clung tightly to her mother's waist, not daring to move an inch.
Daya turned pale with fright and gripped the handrail behind her tightly with both hands.
Chen Qingyan drove very fast, especially after leaving the town, her speed increased dramatically.
The two children would occasionally bounce into the air, letting out gasps of surprise.
"Hold on."
Chen Qingyan simply turned around and gave them a brief instruction before ignoring them and continuing to accelerate upwards.
She has already wasted too much time and must make every second count.
Zhang Changfeng is the 8:30 shuttle bus driver.
He was parking the bus at the intersection, opening the door to let the people waiting on the roadside get on, when he heard the ear-piercing roar of a motorcycle behind him.
That's fast, that's pretty fast.
He curiously leaned out of the driver's window and looked back.
A woman wearing a shirt and a dress was riding a motorcycle, her hair flying in the air, with two squealing children on the back.
The woman's face was very white and small, and her eyebrows and eyes gave him a feeling that he had seen her somewhere before.
He was staring blankly when the motorcycle sped past him, grazing his body.
The dust kicked up suddenly covered his face.
He spat twice, wiped his face, and was about to curse when he suddenly felt a jolt.
"It's her! It's Da Niu's woman! Good heavens, she's run away again. What an unfaithful wife!"
Zhang Changfeng exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly grabbed his Nokia 3310 phone to make a call.
"Hey! Third Uncle, it's me, Changfeng. Third Uncle, could you go check on my brother Da Niu? I just saw a woman who looks like Da Niu's wife riding a motorcycle with two kids. Go check, is that her?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Diankui hung up, frowned, and cursed:
"Why are these foreign women so restless?!"
What happened to his father?
The old woman asked curiously.
"That kid Changfeng said he saw Da Niu's wife run away on the road, and he wants me to go and take a look."
"Oh dear, it ran away again? It's been so many years, you have two kids now, how come it's still running away? Come on, let me go check on it too."
The two hurried toward Zhao Daniu's house.
A while later, the two of them, their faces as white as paper, trembled as they leaned against the wall and came out of the house.
He started shouting as soon as he came out.
"Help! Someone's dead! Someone's dead!"
Zhang Diankui rushed home in a hurry, grabbed the phone on the table, and dialed his nephew's number.
"Hey! Changfeng, something terrible has happened! Your Aunt Cuihua and Da Niu are both dead! Yes, yes, that woman ran away, and the two children are missing too. It must be her. They look like they were poisoned. Yes, you need to find a way to stop her. We can't let her get away."