It's a secluded path. One end of the pen ~ fun ~ kaku www.biquge.info road connects to one of the busiest streets in Ueno Township, and the other end leads through the fields to the nearby houses. On both sides of the road are corn that has been tasseled. The corn is nearing maturity and is already half a man tall. At this moment, two big men, sitting and lying down, drowned in the sea of green. No one knows everything that is happening here.

Ma San'er wiped off the nosebleed with his sleeve and quietly patted the dirt on his body: "I handed him over to Lu Datou." If you want to find him, you have to do it early. ”

After Ma San'er said this, he staggered away. The little uncle was left alone, carrying simple luggage, sitting on the path and crying.

No one knows who Lu Datou is, and the little uncle has never told anyone how he found this person, and no one knows how the little uncle got the news that the small pillar was sold to southern Anhui from Lu Datou.

Eighteen years later, when the dusty little uncle returned to Dage Village with Xiaozhuzi, Grandma Hua no longer knew the ragged middle-aged man in front of her. He was like a beggar, so suddenly he appeared in front of Grandma Hua, his gray dirty hair was crumpled on the top of his head, and there was a strange smell that made people smell sick.

"Mom~" In Grandma Hua's surprise, the middle-aged man who looked like a beggar opened his mouth. Although the appearance has become less recognizable, this familiar voice will not be wrong. The scoop in Grandma Hua's hand that scooped pig food fell to the ground suddenly, and she asked in a trembling tone: "You, are you my son, is it my son?" ”

"Mom, I'm back!" The little uncle choked up and knelt down, knocking Grandma Hua twice.

"You, are you really my son?" Grandma Hua looked at the ragged little uncle in disbelief, and asked uncertainly.

"It's me! Mom, I've brought the little pillar back! The little uncle looked at the grandmother whose hair was already half white, and cried silently.

"It's me! Ah~, my son is back! God willing, my son is back safely! Son, all these years, you want to kill your mother! Grandma Hua beat the little uncle weakly with her green tendon burst hand, crying while beating.

Over the years, the little uncle has not communicated with the family, and Grandma Hua thought that her son had encountered something wrong. Every time I dream back at midnight, I can't help crying. She couldn't believe that she would be able to see her son again in her lifetime. Time passed, and the resentment against his son's misdeeds had long since vanished. All that remains is full of worries and worries. Sometimes, Grandma Hua can't help but wonder if she was too cruel to her son back then. Who doesn't make mistakes, young people? The essence of the son is still very good, he is just a ghost for a while. The family forces him so much, will he not think about finding a short-term view?

In the past eighteen years, many bad speculations have flashed in Grandma Hua's mind. She didn't dare to think about the good. Because many times what is in the heart is the opposite when it appears in reality. She wanted to speculate that one day her son would come back unscathed. With such careful thoughts, Grandma Hua imagined countless bad speculations. But this did not calm her increasingly anxious heart. Sometimes, Grandma Hua even worries that one day her bad speculation will come true. After thinking of this, Grandma Hua didn't dare to think about it for a long time. But within a few days, the thoughts of my son grew like grass again. Eighteen years, a whole eighteen years, she has lived in such a contradictory and painful heart. Unexpectedly, eighteen years have passed, and just when she was desperate to wait, her son would appear in front of her like this without warning. She couldn't help but cry with joy.

When Hua Ye came back, the little uncle sitting in the house had already become a little cleaner. Grandma Hua boiled a large pot of water for the little uncle to bathe, and cut off his lice-infested hair. The little uncle was wearing the old clothes of his youth. Clothes that had just fitted at that time are now empty. The little uncle has lost a lot of weight, and he is already skinny.

Despite this, when Hua Ye came in with a flash door, he still saw a very dirty son. The dirt on the little uncle's face had accumulated for too long, and it had seeped into the rough skin like a knife, and it couldn't be washed off for a while. The moment Hua Ye saw the little uncle, he snorted: "Do you still know that you are back?" ”

After Hua Ye only said this sentence, he turned around and entered the kitchen. It took him a while before he came out with red eyes. That sentence had infinite resentment, but Hua Ye said it in a trembling tone, but it became a show of weakness. The little uncle understood that it was his elderly father who had compromised and that his family had regained his acceptance.

Hua Ye and Grandma Hua didn't mention it, but the little uncle couldn't help but mention it. He went back to the room and took out the small pillar, looked at the second elder, and knelt down: "Dad, Mom, my son can't stand you." Little pillar, little pillar he ......"

The little uncle looked at the elderly second elder and didn't know what to say. He ripped off the clothes wrapped around the little pillar, and exposed the little pillar, which was no longer human, in front of the second elder.

Before, when bathing the little pillar, Grandma Hua saw the appearance of the little pillar. The old man turned his back at this moment, wiping his tears, and couldn't bear to look at his grandson again. She was afraid that she would cry uncontrollably. It's miserable, it's so miserable!

Hua Ye's lips trembled, looking at the small pillar that only half of his body was left. In terms of age, Xiaozhu is already in his twenties this year, but at the moment, he looks as tall as a six- or seven-year-old child. He was thin and inhuman, and a pair of uneasy eyes looked at Hua Ye blankly, and there was a sound in his mouth.

"This, how can this be?!" Hua Ye's voice changed from hesitation to a loud howl. As his eyes wandered over every inch of the pillar's skin, grief and anger turned him into a wounded beast.

"When I found the little pillar, it was already like this......" The little uncle bowed his head heavily.

"Who is so ruthless!" Hua Ye stomped his feet and almost gritted his teeth.

"They think...... Lucky tumbler...... Can you ask for more money......" The little uncle whimpered, tears streaming into his mouth.

Beckoning tumblers is a jargon. In addition to trafficking in people, trafficker groups also take out some hard-to-sell children and send them to the streets to beg. In order to win sympathy, they will brutally create all kinds of "accidental" illusions. The beckoning tumbler is one of the most sympathetic. Shops usually have golden beckoning cats with short legs and long bodies. The shopkeeper expects to summon fortune in the door with the help of the beckoning of the beckoning cat. Lucky tumblers are roughly similar to this. I don't know which ruthless person came up with such a trick to seek money. The gold-lacquered kitten was replaced with a human-made tumbler, which is the so-called beckoning tumbler.