This news shocked many people at the time, and they heard that many people secretly asked him if he could bring his own children.

However, he refused, on the grounds that there was no shortage of people in the main family, and the reason why he could make his family small was because of the grace he had given him for so many years, and others did not have this benefit.

Of course, I actually heard him say secretly: What should I do if I bring your children into the house and block my own future?

But I'm very grateful to him. If he wasn't moving, and he had a lot of stuff, I wouldn't be able to get into the car smoothly.

So my aunt is not going to sell me to him, but is going to sell me to the strangers who have come these days. These outsiders went to many villages, saying that they wanted to take in their children, and anyone who had children to sell could do so, no more than 10 years old, as long as they were not sick, regardless of men and women.

They chose the next village as their foothold, and this word was also passed from the next village.

As soon as it was transmitted, it caused a commotion in the village. Not to mention the money given, it is not limited to the size of men and women, and it could not be more sincere. And they also want boys, definitely not to be kiln sisters, which is good news for many families. My aunt also heard the news.

To be honest, his family is much more prosperous than mine. At least there is no need to dig medicine in the mountains, and of course there is no need to sell your own children. But I'm not from his family.

Sell me, not only do you not need to raise an outsider, but you can also get a sum of money for nothing, which is more cost-effective than raising pigs, after all, pigs have to go up the mountain every day to hunt pigweed to serve! And I, am a pie falling from the sky. Can you skip it?

Of course, after all, I am the son of her husband's younger brother, and I still have to discuss it with her husband, my uncle.

There is no doubt about the result, after all, my own mother decided to abandon me and leave me to fend for herself after thinking about it for less than three days, how could a relative who had never looked at me choose to raise my nephew who could only eat white rice? What's more, several members of his family have looked at me very unpleasantly since I was a child, and they are ashamed to be my cousin outside.

My aunt was so pleased with the result that she even sent me some leftover porridge that day to make sure I didn't starve to death before I sold it.

Thanks to her porridge, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape in time, of course, without that little bit of porridge where rice is almost invisible, and I'm not sure if I still have the strength to get into Lai's car.

Anyway, although it was a difficult process, I still managed to get to the town without any problems.

I took advantage of the time when Lao Lai's house was unloading, sneaked down, didn't dare to stop, and ran out of the alley all the way. I've never run like this before, and when I stop, my throat hurts, and of course my stomach. The bowl of gruel I drank last night had already been tossed and turned, and I felt a fire in my stomach burn again, burning my head dizzily and distended. Gradually, I couldn't see clearly, my eyes were dark, and I didn't know anything.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a very dirty and broken place, and in the middle was a very tall statue, but there was a lot of ash and other mess on it, so I didn't know what it was.

"Awake?" A man's voice rang out from the side, and I turned my head to look.

"Where's your father?" By the moonlight, I saw that the man was all dirty, and I felt dirty enough after not taking a shower for a month, but he was dirtier than me, but maybe it was too dark to see.

I didn't speak, I didn't want to talk to anyone other than my dad.

"A mute, huh?" The man was a little disappointed.

"Are you hungry?" He asked me as he pulled out a small piece of black stuff.

I looked at him, then at the thing, and finally obeyed my stomach. I nodded. I couldn't help but nod, I was already dizzy with hunger, and I couldn't hold anything more in my head than to eat.

The man threw the things in his hand, and I suddenly remembered what my father said not to eat strangers' things. So I hesitated, but I was so uncomfortable that if I didn't eat, I would starve to death. So I gnawed down on that half of it anyway. Even though I'm already hungry and can't stand it, I still don't want to stuff this hard steamed bun into my mouth all at once, because I don't know when the next time I'll be able to eat, and I want to cherish it.

I fell asleep soon after eating, and I seemed to hear something half-asleep, but I was so tired.

When I woke up again, I was in a very dark place, and I struggled to get up, only to realize that my eyes were covered and my hands were tied.

I heard voices all around, all children's voices.

"Daddy! Mother! ”

"I'm hungry!"

"I'm going home!"

Of course, these are the words in their hearts, in fact, all they can make is "whine". I can understand, after all, my mouth is gagged, and I can't cry if I want to.

I guess I didn't get gagged thanks to my silence last night.

Sure enough, Dad was right, what strangers gave me really couldn't eat.

At that moment, I completely remembered that even if you have nothing, as long as you are alive, you can still be used. If you don't want to be used, you probably have to die.

This belief continued throughout the rest of my life. All the people I later took advantage of were to blame the beggar.

In this way, we were kept in the carriage and ran all the way.

To be honest, the journey was bad.

They were in a hurry, almost non-stop. There are few stops on the road, except for eating and sleeping, which leads to the unpleasant environment and smell on the carriage.

Children, it is not uncommon to see people still wetting the bed at this time, not to mention that in this journey of captivity, which is physically and mentally tortured and oppressed, fear torments them almost all the time. So, even though they gave us little food on the way could barely guarantee that we wouldn't starve, I was still tortured and had no appetite.

But I still forced myself to eat it because I didn't want to die yet. I am Zhang Xue, my father gave two catties of pork belly and a pot of wine to the old Xiucai at the entrance of the village in exchange for the name, I am the man who wants to give our old Zhang family glory to the ancestors.

So I can't die, at least not so disgustingly.

In order to distract me, I began to try to get rid of the noise around me, and tried to listen and distinguish the voices of those people.

Those people are the people who escorted us, and they are also the people who the eldest aunt wanted to sell me before, I didn't expect that I had worked hard for so long, and I had gone around in such a big circle, and I was still sold to them.

However, thinking that the eldest aunt lost a windfall because of this, I still hooked the corners of my mouth happily, and I had no strength to laugh.

We drove for a month, and along the way, we were blindfolded, and we were not allowed to lift the blindfolded black cloth even when we were sleeping, eating, and going to the toilet. During this period, three waves of people escorted us.

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