After a day of taking the train, he finally arrived at the station, and Ermiao checked the big luggage and small baggage around him several times to confirm that he would not miss one, and then he got off the train with his hand.

The way home can be tired of Ermiao, too much luggage, she is to take a few steps to rest, far away to see the outline of the village on the rock, Ermiao put the luggage under the big tree ready to rest for a while, if you are lucky to meet the villagers, let them help to bring a word to the child's father, the rest of the road can be much easier.

Er Miao rubbed his shoulders that were strangled by the baggage, the clothes had already changed to the one he wore when he returned to Zhengzhou, and he was afraid that the new clothes would be worn out along the way.

It was noon, the sun was poisoning, and a dry foot on the main road into the village would raise a layer of dust, and even the grass on the side of the road was hot and wilting, and Ermiao was already hot and sweaty, she wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeve, and lifted the front placket and fanned. As if it was cooler, he began to sit under the shadow of the tree and look around, and noticed something taped to the telephone pole not far away.

Could it be that there is an important notice in the village? Curiosity prompted Er Miao to stand up and paced to the telephone pole, it turned out to be a missing person notice, but it read: Shi Ke, 5 years old, one meter tall, thin, a little dark, double eyelids, big eyes, two small pinching on the head, lost on the afternoon of June 15, when he was lost, he was wearing a light blue shirt on his upper body, black shorts and white sandals. Posted below is a picture of a child.

When you see the photo clearly, it's the kid! It turned out that the child's name was Shi Ke. Er Miao's heart trembled in fright, she almost forgot that she had caught a child and lost the child again.

It is said that being a thief is weak-hearted, this is not false at all, when Ermiao felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at her, and some people pointed at her and shouted: It's her, it's her who stole the child, catch her!

Er Miao staggered back a few steps, turned around and wanted to run, but she hadn't forgotten her own pile of baggage, she ran to her own baggage first, and wanted to carry the burden and hurry away, but the busier she became, the more chaotic she became, her legs and feet were floating, her hands were shaking and she couldn't bear it, she sweated more, she slipped into her eyes, and her pickled eyes couldn't open.

Ermiao is in a hurry, can't I drag it away if I can't carry it? She wiped the sweat off her face, untied the biggest burden as quickly as possible, put the other burden on top of the big burden, and began to drag it by dragging the two ends, and really dragged it, but before she got out of two meters, she heard a "zila" sound, and the sound of something being cut under the burden came, Ermiao was stunned, and she didn't dare to drag it anymore, but she didn't dare to stand under the blue sky and white sun, and she dragged the burden back under the shadow of the tree. I even crawled and hid behind the tree, and carefully began to think about whether I met anyone when I took the child home.

She remembered that when she came out and went in, she wrapped the child in a coat, and Er Miao comforted herself in her heart, the child was so small that she couldn't see it at all. I thought that someone seemed to greet her, but I didn't pay attention to who it was and who it was? Ermiao began to rack her brains to remember, who is it? Could it be Yang Xinghe's family? His old ladies talk a lot, and they like to sit on the threshold and chat with people when they have nothing to do, and Er Miao hates why he didn't pay attention to it at that time.

"My mother, who is this, these good things are left here? I'm not afraid of people stealing it. Er Miao was thinking wildly, and suddenly a man's voice came from behind her ears, she poked her head out from behind the tree to see, she really said that Cao Cao Cao had arrived, but she saw Yang Xinghe holding a few sickles in his left hand, and he was looking at her things with his head down.

"Hehe, Uncle Yang, the thing is mine, and I am cool and cool behind this tree." Ermiao walked out from behind the tree slowly, and at the same time carefully observed Yang Xinghe's expression.

"Yours, I thought someone did it, where did you get these good things?" There is a master of things, Yang Xinghe was embarrassed to turn it over, stretched out his hand and pointed to the pile of baggage and asked.

"My eldest sister gave it, I went to my sister's house for two days before the wheat harvest, these are all given by my eldest sister, uncle, what are you doing here."

"It's not like I'm going to open the sickle in two days, I'm going to sharpen the sickle at home today." Yang Xinghe raised the sickle in his hand and shook it at Er Miao: "Big niece, can't you take it, come, or uncle will help you send it home?" ”

"That's a good feeling, I really can't take it, I'm really troublesome uncle." Seeing that Yang Xinghe's expression was the same, Er Miao felt a little more steady, and wanted to talk to Yang Xinghe again, but at that moment the two of them divided the burden, and one of them carried half of it and began to go home.

"Uncle, the sickle is sharpened for money." Basically, every family has a grinding stone, scissors, kitchen knives and the like are sharpened at home, and there is no need to take them outside.

"Yes, the sickle is too blunt, and it is better to grind it yourself than to spend money to grind it, I am afraid that it will be delayed when harvesting wheat, so I went outside to sharpen it, and the sharpening of the knife can make money in the past few days, and there is a long queue, so it will not be too early for me." Yang Xinghe enviously recalled the hot scene of the knife grinding stall business, and thought about whether he would make a set of household goods next year to make a lot of money.

"Well, you have to grind quickly." Er Miao pondered for a while, and deliberately led the topic to the missing person notice: "Uncle, I see that there is a missing person notice posted on the telephone pole, what's the matter, whose child is lost?" ”

"But isn't it, these days, some people in our area have been asking door to door every day, and the comrades of the public security have also come, asking if they have seen a girl about 5 years old, and the child's father has posted missing person notices everywhere, look, there is one on the wall." Yang Xinghe raised his head to the left and motioned for Er Miao to look over.

"The police are here too! Did you find it? Er Miao exclaimed, and his heart jumped several times.

"Where to look for it, I haven't seen anyone for several days, and they all say that the child was abducted by traffickers."

"Hasn't anyone seen it?" Ermiao asked again.

Yang Xinghe thought for a moment: "I haven't heard anyone have seen it." ”

No one has seen it, Er Miao put his heart in his stomach, and secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, and before he could finish his breath, he heard Yang Xinghe gritted his teeth and cursed: "I said, children are the meat of their parents' hearts, and the traffickers do this business, it is really unconscionable, and it is light to catch the gun, if I want to say it, I should first pump her tendons, then pluck her skin, and then cut off the meat one by one and feed it to the dog." ”

"What! Are the traffickers going to get shots if they catch them? ”

"Keep her without being shot?"

Er Miao was so frightened that her legs and stomachs turned straight, she was a little incredulous, and in a blink of an eye, she comforted herself in her heart: I just stole a child, not a human trafficker, and I didn't sell the child, besides, didn't the child run away.