"How?" The woman clasped her hands and looked at the little uncle with a depressed face and asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're not human traffickers, are you? I'm going to the police station to sue you! Suddenly, the little uncle thought of the worst-case scenario, and he stood up, grabbed the woman's arm, and shouted.

"You go sue! Then everyone will go to jail! You sell your child, do you think you can escape? The woman glanced at the little uncle with disdain, and sneered and knocked away his clenched hand.

The little uncle let go of his hand in a daze, and after a long time, he choked up and said, "Please, I can't live without this child......"

Seeing this, the woman sighed: "Big brother, it's not that I got you, the child is really not in my house." We guarded against it, but the child still ran away secretly...... I'm still looking around today! ”

The little uncle raised his head in disbelief when he heard this: "Don't bluff me! ”

"Believe it or not. Our neighbors helped find it. I went door-to-door to ask about the people along the way. If you don't believe me, you can ask from house to house along the way. See if I'm lying. With so many families, they won't all be in cahoots with me, right? The woman watched the little uncle's fierce reaction, and couldn't bear to let herself down, and told the truth and the truth.

"Thank you!" The little uncle thanked him and walked out dejectedly. After a while, it disappeared into the dark night. The woman wanted to stop him and ask him to wait until dawn tomorrow to look for him, but she thought that she would be criticized if she was a single woman and left a strange man with only one side of her relationship at home. So, she also pursed her mouth and didn't speak.

The lost little uncle stumbled in the night. He didn't bring a flashlight, and he walked on an unfamiliar path, and on this moonless night, he inevitably stepped on the air and planted a heel as he walked. The orange-like lights of the night were extinguished. It seems that a lot of people are ready to go to bed. The little uncle simply lay down on the spot when he fell to the ground again. He watched the night as deep as ink with his eyes open, and after a short time, he fell asleep with exhaustion.

At dawn, the little uncle was awakened by the cold. The mountains are foggy in the summer, and in the morning, the grass and trees tend to get wet with condensed dew. As soon as the sun comes out, the dew will evaporate, and the plants will become vigorous and proud. But at this moment, the warm sunlight has not yet come out, and the surrounding water vapor is permeated, which seems damp and cold.

The little uncle got up from the ground tiredly, but he didn't stumble and almost fell to the ground again. Only then did he realize that he was hungry and had no strength. He slowly stood up, looked around in the faint morning light, and found himself off the road. It turned out that last night, because there was no light, he walked and walked to the path on the edge of someone's field, and then accidentally fell into the next field. Fortunately, all the peas are planted in this field, and if he planted cowpeas and cucumbers and other vegetables on the shelf, he would definitely be poked on the head and bleed.

By the dawn, the little uncle pulled a handful of pea pods. At this time, the peas are not yet fully ripe, and the tender pea pods are chewed with a few mouthfuls of fragrant plant juice. After eating the pea pods for a long time, the little uncle felt that the lost strength in his body was slowly recovering. He walked out of the pea field, back on the main road, and slowly walked towards the small shop not far away. Although he ate a few handfuls of pea pods, he still felt like his stomach was empty. The dew-soaked clothes and pants clung to the little uncle's body, and his teeth were shivering from the cold.

Finally walked to the small shop, it was early in the morning, and the house had not yet opened. The little uncle couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door vigorously.

After a long time, the shopkeeper yawned and opened the door, and after glancing at the little uncle, he drooped his eyelids and asked absentmindedly, "What are you buying?" ”

"A big bowl of noodles~" The little uncle shuddered and took out the wet twenty yuan from his wet pocket.

The shopkeeper took the money slowly, opened it carefully, and after confirming that the money was fine, he dragged his shoes and walked to get a large bowl of noodles.

After a long while, the shopkeeper slowly came out with a big bowl of noodles: "The only thing at home is the water that was boiled last night, do you want it?"

The little uncle took the meeting and nodded vigorously. When he tore open the noodles and put all the spices away, the shopkeeper brought a boiling water bottle unhurriedly.

The boiling water bottle is not very insulated, and the water is not hot. Rao is like this, the little uncle still ate the bowl of instant noodles that was not soaked. At that time, the little uncle didn't know that this night's ordeal was just the beginning. His mistake led him to embark on a long road of atonement.

The woman did not lie. The little uncle asked from house to house along the road, and got a public answer: The child of the lame woman's family has been looking for a few days, but he has not found a shadow.

If Xiaozhu is not at the woman's house, no matter which way he goes out, he will meet other people or be seen by others. One cannot disappear into thin air. Especially a child who is very strange to the locals. How could it be that no one noticed the strange little boy wandering around?

Well, there is only one explanation: everyone is lying. In order to confirm this, around the woman's house, the little uncle of the family who was close to the main road within a radius of ten miles went to ask all over again. There are always people who women don't ask, right? There are always one or two people who are mouthy or have a clear conscience, right? However, after running in a circle, the person who answered was either vague and said that he did not know, or simply talked nonsense and provided some imaginary clues.

In the evening, the little uncle was almost tired and vomited blood, but he didn't get even a little valuable news. Exhausted, he came to the woman's house again.

"If you don't hand over the little pillar for a day, I will sit in front of your house and not get up for a day~" The little uncle sat in front of the woman's house tiredly, hoarse and spitting in his throat.

The woman ignored him and bolted the door with a bang. The little uncle didn't care, and sat motionless on the concrete floor in front of the woman's door.

In fact, the little uncle also knew in his heart that he was a scoundrel. How can a lie be so airtight? With so many mouths, how can it not leak a little clue? But it doesn't make sense that a child would disappear like smoke out of thin air under the noses of so many people. Compared with the latter speculation, the little uncle is more inclined to the former. So, he sat down at the door of the woman's house.

The night was getting darker, and the lights were back on. The little uncle looked at the warm light leaking from the woman's window and thought of home. At this time, Mom and Dad didn't know what they were doing!

With a bang, the door opened, and the little uncle came back to his senses from his contemplation. The woman stood in the doorway against the light.