Chapter 7: Selling one's body to bury one's father
Jiang Li walked around for a while, and it wasn't until the sunset appeared that she went home.
At this time, when she passed by Wanhua Restaurant, she heard the sound of someone arguing in front of her, so she said to Qing'er: "You go to the front to see what is going on?" ”
"Yes, miss." Qing'er trotted the whole people to find out the news, while Jiang Li walked slowly behind.
After a while, Qing'er ran from the front, sweating slightly: "Miss, someone in front of him sold his father and was occupied by a bully, he didn't give money, and he wanted to grab the person and leave, but the child refused, crying and arguing." ”
"And this kind of thing?" Jiang Li's face was gloomy, she hated robbing people the most, it was already pitiful enough for her relatives to die, but she was still so arrogant and unreasonable.
In her previous life, because of her illustrious family background, she was kidnapped by kidnappers when she was a child, and her parents died tragically because of this incident, she knew what it was like to be afraid, and later grew up to help the children in the orphanage, just to let them get some warmth.
At this moment, Jiang Li's sense of justice exploded in his body, and he quickly ran to the place where the crowd gathered in front.
Qing'er chased after her: "Miss, let's not be too troublesome, that bully is not small, I'm afraid we can't afford to provoke it." ”
Jiang Li was angry, looked at Qing'er coldly and said: "If everyone has this kind of thought, then how pitiful this world is, and if this kind of wicked person is not punished, then wouldn't everyone have to endanger themselves?" ”
Qing'er lowered her head when Jiang Li said, looking ashamed.
Jiang Li ignored her and ran towards the place. She felt that Qing'er's thoughts were too weak and too real, human beings are always afraid of what they don't know, especially in the face of danger, their first thought is to protect themselves, let alone have righteous people.
Five minutes ago, on the corner of East Street, a white-looking child knelt on the ground, with a sign around his neck that read "Sell Himself to Bury His Father", and was looking at a wooden board next to him, and the person on the wooden board was covered by a white cloth, which seemed to be his father.
This scene did not attract many onlookers, how could he go to buy a child and come back from starvation, and take care of his funeral.
However, in front of this child, there were suddenly a few men with a sideways face and a tiger's back, and several people looked fierce, and they looked at the child with a lewd smile that only they knew.
"Child, let's go with you, you will treat you well." The leading man is called Wang Dabao, who is the head snake of this area, because he has a relationship, he is very arrogant and domineering, and everyone is afraid of him.
I saw that his big hand stretched out and touched the child's face, his voice was full of lust, and his eyes were full of disgusting desire.
The child's face was touched, and he immediately felt disgusted, don't look at him as only ten years old, but he is very sensible, although he is disgusted with this person in his heart, but the matter of burying his father still has to be done.
"Master, as long as you bury my father for the little good life, I will definitely follow you as a cow and a horse for the rest of my life."
The child's voice was quite good, but this time it made the man very happy, and the people behind Wang Dabao also showed a wicked smile.
They looked at the child's lovely appearance, and suddenly their whole bodies became hot, and they could see the dead man next to them.
Wang Dabao said in a rough voice: "You follow the master, the master will naturally treat you well, as for how bad the dead man is, he is dead, you still care what he does, go with the master." "As he spoke, he was going to pull people away.
The child suddenly panicked, dragged his body and refused to leave, and looked at Wang Dabao with pleading eyes: "Uncle, I beg you, you buried my father, I will go with you immediately." ”
"Phew." Wang Dabao saw that this cheap thing refused to follow him, and asked for money, so he suddenly became angry, dragged the child, and looked fierce: "What do you say, stinky thing, I am willing to ask you to be your ancestor to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and dare to ask your grandfather for money, I am fat, you ask the whole Fengdu City, who dares to ask me for money, don't die." ”
The child was frightened by Wang Dabao's appearance, he didn't dare to come out of the tearful atmosphere, and his voice was choked, "Uncle, I beg you, bury my father, I can be a cow or a horse, he is not a dead man, it is my father." ”
The noise here attracted a lot of onlookers, everyone saw that the child was pitiful and just wanted to say something, seeing Wang Dabao's fierce expression, they suddenly didn't dare to say anything, they could only look at the child pitifully, sympathizing with him in their hearts, who would want to provoke this bully and save a strange child.
Wang Dabao saw that there were more and more people around him, his self-esteem was troubled, he felt that he couldn't handle a fart child, and felt that this child had embarrassed him, but this child really had an appetite for him and didn't want to give up, so he immediately threw the child on the ground and took a spit.
"Hmph, Lao Tzu is convinced that you are my convincing, and you dare to ask me for money, that's your father, right?" As he spoke, Wang Dabao pointed to the white cloth on the side, and his face was particularly terrifying.
When the child saw that Wang Dabao's face was wrong, and pointed to his father, his heart suddenly cooled, and he crawled to protect his father's body.
"What are you going to do, I won't let you touch my father." The child's eyes were shining with tears, and he looked at Wang Dabao vigilantly like a wolf, and the appearance of begging for mercy just now suddenly disappeared, which made Wang Dabao even more itchy in his heart.
He kicked the boy away, commanding those behind him and shouting, "Show me how I buried his father." ”
Wang Dabao found a torch and lit the torch, his actions immediately made everyone understand what he was going to do, they shook their heads, and kept pointing at him, saying that he couldn't be like this, it would be thunder and thunder, and some people couldn't look at it and went to stop it, but they were all cursed by Wang Dabao, and he punched him again, and said with a wail, everyone didn't dare to say.
"Little thing, look at how I buried your father. Let you ask me for money, and you will bear the consequences. Wang Dabao held the torch and looked at the child with a dark smile, until he saw the child's pale face.
"No, I beg you, don't, don't burn my father, I beg you." The child cried and pleaded, but Wang Dabao couldn't turn back.
"Dad, I beg you, let my dad go, I'll go with you, I don't want it, I don't want anything, I beg you."
"It's late." Wang Dabao listened to his cries and pleadings, sneered, dared to offend him, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, his yellow teeth were disgusting and uncomfortable.
"No, you can't do this, you'll be punished, no, don't ......" the child roared heartbreakingly, struggling, but the hand fixed to his waist was like an iron arm, which he couldn't shake at his age, he looked desperately at the torch close to his father's corpse, and kept roaring, the strength of the opponent was a despair that he could never overcome at this age.