Chapter 102: Losing Conscience

Sixty years ago, in the winter of 1959, Nevada had just experienced a rare snowfall, the ground was covered with snow, and even the distant mountains had disappeared into the white expanse.

The driver looked up at the cloudy sky, swung his whip desperately, and whipped it vigorously at the butts of the two thin black horses, and hurried in the direction of Utah, he glanced back at the carriage behind him, his anxious expression revealed a hint of joy, and the corners of his mouth snickered slightly. If it weren't for this unfortunate weather, what could have been a car would have been as slow as it is now, as slow as a snail.

An old man in the carriage squinted slightly, his gray hair covering his forehead haphazardly, his head swaying----- he wore a brown coat with unbuttoned buttons and stains on it, and his leather shoes on his feet cracked like a mischievous duck.

The girl sitting beside him, wearing a pink round hat, looked at the old man blankly with sea-blue eyes, and her fair cheeks were covered with tears.

"Hey, old John, I know you didn't sleep. ”

"Oh, I feel like I'm having a dream. ”

"You won't, you're thinking about getting that money so you can continue gambling, am I right?"

The man known as Old John waved his hand and sneered, "No, no." ”

"I still want to congratulate you, you have lost only your pants, and today you have managed to sell your daughter again. I knew that I would have escaped like my mother today, I am too kind, I feel sorry for you, because you are my father. Unexpectedly, you did such a shameless thing. ”

Old John seemed to be a little moved, and wiped his eyes, "This Bailey is a good man, and he has some money, so you can eat and wear beautiful clothes in the future." He also promised to give his father another sum of money, which can be regarded as a good person, tsk. ”

"Marrying an eighteen-year-old daughter to a fifty-year-old man, you can't figure it out. ”

Bailey, who was sitting in the front, patted his chest socket and smiled triumphantly, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. Inside is a letter of agreement, the main content of which is: Britney marries the driver, and John Sr. will get a thousand dollars.

Old John needed the thousand dollars so that he could not only pay off his gambling debts----- nine hundred dollars, but also live in fear every day, and even take the remaining hundred dollars and gamble again. Thinking of this, Old John said:

"Britney, don't hate Daddy. If I don't pay my gambling debts, they'll beat me to death. ”

"Mean, you should have died. You don't deserve to be my father, and I don't want to see you again. ”

A cold breeze blew into the carriage, and Britney brushed the hair on her forehead, her eyes reddened more and more, and she stopped talking.

Britney understood that they were going to get to the train station before dark, and then, the group of three took the train at half past six in the afternoon, and the train ticket was in Bailey's pocket, from Austin to Provo, and finally, from Provo station to a run-down town, its name was Oss, where she and Bailey would be married.

Old John shuddered, tucked his neck into his collar, looked at Britney, and bowed his head weakly. He silently prayed to get Britney safe to Oss, and then put the remaining hundred dollars in arrears into his pocket and reaped some benefits by the way.

"They are out of thousands of dollars, and they are willing to cheat me out of my money, and they will not die well. ”

"You all deserve to die!" Britney said hatefully.

"Yes, Britney, I'm damned. But if I don't pay back, they won't spare me, even if they run to the edge of the sky, they will catch me. They beat me to death as easily as a cockroach, and the world is controlled by them. Oh, my God, this is a wicked world. Old John clenched his fists and waved them symbolically, without a hint of guilt.

"Good and innocent!" Britney seemed to be strangled by the neck, so tight that she couldn't breathe.

Bailey whistled, flicked his whip beautifully, and slapped the horse's buttocks. The horse neighed and ran forward, and the wheels rolled two deep snow marks in the river, like two tear stains.

"Try it, and maybe it will work. Britney muttered, her hands clasped together.

She couldn't see the outside of the carriage, and she could feel the carriage swaying from side to side, bouncing up and down, as if it was about to get out of the river.

The horse is neighing, and the horse's hooves are "clicking" on the ground. Bailey stood up, clenched the reins, and shouted loudly. At this moment, the carriage gradually leaned back, and the two black horses gasped, and the horses' hooves moved forward vigorously, and the carriage struggled to climb the embankment.

Don't miss the opportunity!

Taking advantage of the slowing carriage and Bailey's scrambling hands, Britney slammed open the carriage door, jumped out of the carriage, and ran desperately in the direction she had been.

The river was covered with a layer of snow, and there was ice underneath, and running on it, Britney was like stepping on slippery cotton, and fell several times in a row, she didn't care about the pain, and ran straight forward, she just wanted to escape.

Soon, John Sr. discovers that Britney has escaped. He stood up and tapped the partition of the carriage desperately to signal Bailey, but Bailey was desperately driving the black horse to get through this difficult uphill road as quickly as possible, and he did not hear Old John's cry at all.

Old John had no choice but to jump out of the carriage, run to the front, and shout at Bailey:

"Run, she ran away!"

Old John shouted as he pointed in the direction of Britney's escape.