Changping Village, the backyard of Lao Yang’s family.

Yang Ruoqing just walked around Mo's house again, carefully checking the doors, windows, and traces on the floor, and basically restored Mo's activities in the house last night.

Then she came to the yard with Yang Yongzhi and followed the trajectory to the door of the backyard.

"The backyard door is closed, and the side courtyard door is also closed. Mo must have crawled out through a dog hole."

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the obviously overpowered weeds beside the dog hole and analyzed it with Yang Yongzhi.

Yang Yongzhi looked around and found that besides Goudong, the only option was to climb over the wall.

The courtyard wall is a bit high, and the top of the wall is covered with thorns and barbs. It is unlikely that Mo will be able to climb out.

"This dog hole is a bit small. After all, Ms. Mo is an adult. Can she get out?" Yang Yongzhi squatted down, tilted his head and looked at the dog hole with his eyes, and stretched out his fingers to measure the size of the dog hole.

Yang Ruoqing didn't even need to measure this specification, she could figure it out at a glance.

As for why?

She would not tell Yang Yongzhi that when she was an agent in her previous life, she had to build bridges over mountains and rivers. Drilling holes? It was commonplace!

"Mo's height is average, but she is very thin and has a small frame. She can still get out of this dog hole." Yang Ruoqing said.

Just as he was about to open the door to the backyard and take a closer look outside, Yang Yongzhi suddenly said "Huh".

"There seems to be something outside the hole."

"Go out and have a look."

Yang Ruoqing opened the door and went to the backyard. A few steps from the backyard was a field ditch with shallow water flowing in it. On this side of the field ditch was a simple thatched house next to the wall of Lao Yang's courtyard. On the other side of the field ditch was

There are acres and acres of paddy fields.

At this time of year, the sunshine and water are abundant, the temperature is just right, the late rice is growing well, a gust of wind stirs up layers of green ripples, villagers in twos and threes are busy in the fields, and there are children grazing cattle on the ridges of the fields.

The pastoral atmosphere is overwhelming. If it were left to modern times, if you take a few clips with a SLR camera and post them on the Internet, and add a few words to suit the situation, you can send them to the selection of "the most beautiful countryside".

But at this time, neither Yang Ruoqing nor Yang Yongzhi had the intention to appreciate the scenery. Their attention was entirely focused on a small thistle on the grass outside the cave.

Thistle is its scientific name. In the countryside, everyone calls it Echinacea. It can be found everywhere in fields and near villages.

At the turn of spring and summer, Echinacea is a high-quality wild vegetable that cows don't like, but pigs always like to eat.

But at the beginning of autumn, barbs will grow on the green plants, and purple-red flowers that look like plush balls will emerge from the buds. The flowers are fragrant, mixed with a light bitter taste.

"Is this... a torn corner of clothes?"

Yang Yongzhi picked up a small piece of cloth hanging on the thorn dish and asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "These must be Mo's clothes, they can't be those of passers-by."

"Why are you so sure?" Yang Yongzhi asked.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the broken place in front of her: "This thorn flower has been broken off. Judging from the crack, it must have been newly broken. This flower has a bitter taste, and children don't like breaking it."

"Although Ms. Mo is delirious, she likes to dress up the most. She likes to put brightly colored things on her head. When she saw this flower as soon as she climbed out of the dog hole, she must have folded it and stuck it on her head.

gone."

"And the corners of this dress must have been scratched by thorns when folding flowers."

After some reasoning, Yang Yongzhi couldn't find any loopholes.

"Then according to this, it was not someone else who kidnapped her, but she ran away on her own. The question is where will she go?" Yang Yongzhi asked again.

Yang Ruoqing turned around, looked around, and pointed to the direction leading to the willow forest: "That road is the widest, and there are no obstacles on the road. There is a high possibility that Mo will go that way."

"Judging from the degree of breakage of this stem, she has been away for no more than three hours. Now if we send more people to look for it, we should still be able to find her."

Then why are you hesitating? Naturally, you should shake people off first and then find them.

Let alone Yang Yongqing's mother-in-law and Xiao Niuniu's biological mother, even if it was a dog or a pig that was lost, after analyzing so much, we still have to find it quickly!

…

Yang Huazhong went to the pasture to deliver roast geese to Xiaoduo and the others. He probably wouldn't be back until after lunch.

Yang Ruoqing then consulted with Yang Huaming, Blacksmith Luo, Da Sun and his wife, and Brother Chang Gen Daniu Baozi, and everyone went to look for it separately.

Sun family, Bao Suyun and other women also joined the search team. They set out from the willow forest and along the river, divided into three directions leading to different villages, and agreed to look for them wherever they found them.

Less than an hour later, they all went back to Lao Yang's house to meet.

As for the old Yang family, Yang Yongqing finally sobered up. After being caught and beaten by Mr. Tan, he left the house with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The sunlight made it difficult for him to open his eyes. When he returned to the backyard room, he saw his daughter sleeping in Jin's arms. Mo's whereabouts were missing. The uncles, aunts, brothers, relatives and friends at home were so busy looking for someone that they were so busy that they were on their feet.

Yes, Yang Yongqing was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped himself twice. The sound was clear and unambiguous.

He squatted at the door with his head in his hands, "I shouldn't have gone to play cards if I had known better!"

Yang Huazhong didn't delay after having lunch at the grassland, and immediately set off back to the village.

As soon as we arrived at the back of the village, we met Chang Gen and others who were coming from Lijia Village and heard about the Mo family.

"You haven't found it all day long?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Chang Gen shook his head and wiped the hot sweat from his face, "Several people went out and searched everywhere they could. They asked people in the nearby villages and looked in the river ditch, but no one was found.

"

Yang Huazhong's expression changed again and again. He looked up at the majestic Mianniu Mountain in front of him, and remembered the unknown female body that Luo Fengtang and Narisong found near the fir forest when they were looking for the third girl.

The female body has not yet been claimed, and her spirit remains is stored in a Taoist temple.

The mountain is so big, if Mr. Mo really entered the mountain, he would really be looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Go back first. Let's gather everyone together and discuss it carefully. Then we can continue the search!"

…

While the old family members in the village were desperately trying to find Mr. Mo, dozens of miles away in Qingshui Town, Luo Baobao and Mianmian were walking through the streets with their bags. The two of them were talking and laughing, and stood in front of a suitable shop.

They would go in and wait for a while. When they were sent out by the shop assistant or shopkeeper again, they would have a few more things in their hands.

There is no way around it. When it comes to shopping, women, regardless of their age, all activate their natural attributes.

To use Yang Huaming's words describing Liu's shopping: I don't know what to buy anyway, but whenever there is a door hole in the wall and a sign is hung, I have to dive in and take a look.
Chapter completed!