On a remote road, an unlicensed, tightly wrapped truck swayed along a somewhat uneven road.

There was a sound of whipping and a fierce scolding from inside the truck: "If any of you try to escape, this is the end." ”

In the middle of the wagon was a half-grown child, thirteen or fourteen years old. Beside him stood a big man, with a face full of flesh and dark black and rough skin, and he was not a good person at first glance. The big man was holding a whip in his hand, and the end of the whip was a little reddish.

The little boy who was beaten was called Zhang Zhenxin, and just now he wanted to jump out of the car and run away when the big man was not paying attention to him, but he didn't expect to be discovered, and then he was beaten badly. The whip on his body directly made Zhang Zhenxin lose the courage to resist, only knowing that he instinctively hugged his head and shrunk into a ball, the pain of the flesh made him unable to breathe, and the big man's kick made him dare not cry. The other children in the van were already huddled together in fright, where could anyone dare to speak.

Zhang Zhenxin just lay on the ground, thinking fiercely, it's all my parents, they only know how to be busy with their own affairs, where to care about my life or death. Even if I was killed, they deserved it. Zhang Zhenxin, who was a little desperate, even imagined that his parents were a little happy when they saw their expressions of being beaten to death? No, I can't just die, and I will let them taste my suffering today in the future.

Zhang Zhenxin's parents are in the clothing business, they own two stores, and they don't have time to take care of their children on weekdays. Zhang Zhenxin could still be sent to his grandmother when he was young, but he couldn't do it when he was older. Zhang Zhenxin is quite self-reliant, and it is this kind of self-reliance that gives his parents a headache. Because they didn't have time to cook, they gave Zhang Zhenxin money and asked him to buy and eat. After a long time, the relationship between Zhang Zhenxin and his parents seems to be so simple that he only has money - asking for money and giving money. When Zhang Zhenxin reached the fifth or sixth grade of primary school, his parents couldn't control him at all. Zhang Zhenxin even resented his parents in his heart - they didn't care about him for money. So Zhang Zhenxin ran away from home for the first time in his life, and he subconsciously hoped that this way would arouse his parents' attention to him. Unfortunately, Zhang Zhenxin failed, and his parents suddenly realized a day later that their child had not returned home for two days.

The root causes of family tragedies for countless parents and children are often in the parents.

When Zhang Zhenxin's parents searched for Zhang Zhenxin everywhere, Zhang Zhenxin stayed up all night playing games in an Internet café. His parents remembered this after a day of blind search and found the child in an Internet café.

After Zhang Zhenxin's father saw the child, he slapped the child in the face of the public. Zhang Zhenxin's cousin Xiàn was surprisingly calm, and walked home by himself indifferently. His father didn't know that that slap planted a seed of hatred in Zhang Zhenxin's heart.

Since then, Zhang Zhenxin has intensified, asking his parents for money when he has no money, not only has no interest in learning, but also ignores everything. Zhang Zhenxin's mother regretted that it was too late, if there was a regret medicine, even if it was tens of thousands of yuan a piece, she would have to buy it, even if the regret medicine was poison, she would eat it, as long as the child could become well-behaved.

At all times, a child's education is the number one priority for the whole family.

For any nation, children's education is the most fundamental guarantee for prosperity.

Too many families regret failing to educate.

Too many ethnic groups have been beaten and deprived of dignity because of their backwardness in education.

Zhang Zhenxin went to ask for money again because his father was unhappy, but the money didn't arrive, in exchange for a slap. He didn't say a word and turned around to go home, and his little heart decided to leave home and go to a place where no one could find him, fantasizing about returning home after earning money outside for his parents to take a good look at.

Zhang Zhenxin met the thief's head and thief's brains and thief's eyebrows, and then got on the thief's cargo truck several times. He was quite clever and found that the situation was not good, and wanted to escape, how did he know that many roads in life are easy to take one wrong step, but it is even more difficult to return to the right path.

The wagon pulls a cart of young boys anxiously towards a place where there is no daylight, and that place has a common "name" - the kiln of the black heart.

The big man pondered in his heart, how much he could get from this escort, and how much he could share. These little ones are incomparably cheap laborers, and with the addition of whips and food, they can work harder than any other machine. It's best not to get sick, don't be afraid of getting sick, whether you are sick or dead, or if you are crippled or killed, it will be troublesome, and find a place to bury it without knowing it. This is the future that awaits Zhang Zhenxin......