Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 616

Chapter 616 The biggest regret is not not finding it, but passing by

The infatuated ghost smiled bitterly: “Because Lynn has no milk and my son is hungry, he is only a two-month-old child, and he doesn’t know anything.”

He didn’t get any milk, and cried even harder. When he cried, everyone would be exposed.

Lynn hugged the child tightly like this, covering him to prevent him from crying, and forcibly smothering the child to death.

“I didn’t have time to grieve, so I carried my old mother on my back and dragged Lynn, and continued to flee.”

I can’t count how many times I was hunted down by invaders on the road. and I can’t count how many nights I didn’t sleep well.

Both his father and Lynn’s parents were killed in the village, as was his elderly mother while fleeing.

Lynn was shot in the leg, and he ran for hundreds of kilometers with her on his back.

“There’s nothing to eat, and I’m dizzy from hunger.” The infatuated ghost said: “Lynn hit me and told me to leave her, I won’t do it.”

The infatuated ghost didn’t go into too many details, but just a short sentence, but it expressed the helpless and dazed hardships at that time.

Finally, when the invaders retreated, they returned to the village one after another.

“No matter how hard it is, we have to live on. We buried our loved ones, planted crops in the devastated fields, and gnawed on the roots of the trees. After another two or three years, our second child was born.”

This time it was better, the child didn’t eat much, and Lynn gradually recovered from the pain of bereavement.

But unexpectedly, the second wave of invaders came again, and this time the invaders were even more brutal.

“You can’t imagine how many cruel things can’t be recorded in textbooks.”

His second child died again, boiled by the invaders.

Lynn couldn’t stand the blow, and wanted to fight the invaders, but was pushed to the ground…

“She was dying, and my hands and feet were picked off. But how can my mother-in-law let go.”

mind were the days when he went up the mountain with her to pick wild fruits when he was

rain, she cried all the way back, and

aggressor’s sleep and carried her

didn’t have your hands and feet cut

if you can’t walk, even if you do, you have to

suffered too much, he has no ability, he can only watch her being defiled, watching her heartbreak, he can no longer let her

and crawling, hiding, Lynn cried and begged him

infatuated ghost still only said three short

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couldn’t escape, he passed out, and since

he woke up again, there was no one

no one can guarantee that they can survive, let alone drag their families with them. I don’t know how

he dies. The vast majority of people

I was not reconciled. I asked the survivors and they said Lynn was

hands and feet were cut off, he chased him out, crawling all the way, eating grass roots and dirt

by the guerrillas. When he inquired again, he learned that Lynn

I left the small team

necessary to find it? At that time, no matter where you look for it,

infatuated ghost said: “How can we forget it? She is so timid and afraid of the rain. Even if she

you encounter invaders again

if you can’t find food when you

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out that the large army did save a woman, but when the large army was about to

infatuated ghost continued on his way, passing through one city after another, asking for bits and pieces of news about

was afraid that she would not find me when she came back, so I carved a symbol on the stone in front of the village, a symbol that only

merged to get a little more people. The village was empty, and only occasionally people

traveling through one city after another during the years of continuous war,

but there were too many such women in that era, and

I searched for year after year, avoided the invaders again and again, struggled and survived from thirst and starvation again and again, and finally waited for the news that the invaders were driven out

country.

He couldn’t wait for anyone and couldn’t find anyone. I heard that being a teacher can give lectures to students from all over the country.

my own, barely became

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