The van drove into the mountains,

When I arrived at the entrance of the village in front, I stopped.

There were already people waiting there, there were a lot of people, men, women and children, black and oppressive.

Some are smoking, some are squatting there chattering, and some are playing with their phones.

But everyone is waiting in silence,

Some of them looked indifferent, as if they were just here to make up the numbers;

There was a small group of people who were nervous and kept looking over there, full of anticipation.

It's like a rough welcoming procession,

It's just a little less ornamental and a little less festive.

Many people will be disgusted with form, and always feel that any "form" is a burden.

For example, before the start of any party activity, the leader spoke on stage, recited the same opening words, and said a lot of nonsense in the process of greeting the old mother over and over again in the hearts of the people below.

And then in the sparse applause.

But sometimes, form is really needed, and it has its existential meaning.

Like what

Wedding.

Cumbersome forms can give people a sense of solemnity,

Otherwise, it will become like this village at this time,

So direct,

So blunt,

It's like waiting to bring back the mule that he just paid for his home.

The van drove up,

The old man of the driver got out of the car, he was still wearing sunglasses, which almost became his stubbornness, not to be handsome, he was actually past the age of being handsome.

He had injured his eyes and wore sunglasses, just to cover it up.

He came out alone, and the other two stayed at the scrap yard, which is a common rule, and everyone has been working together for many years, so there is still a sense of trust.

A group of villagers flocked over,

are all looking into the van,

Observing,

Some of the mischievous kids even climbed directly onto the hood and looked inside.

Everyone is curious,

What does the new daughter-in-law look like?

meantime

I can't help but compare myself in my heart.

How much money did Zhang San'er's family buy before the daughter-in-law, what kind of education, and how did she look;

What is the price of the daughter-in-law that Li Sijia bought before, and how does it look;

Which white,

Which black,

That warp looks like it can give birth to a baby.

The light of civilization has long entered this village, and many young people still have smartphones in their hands, but everyone instinctively enjoys the convenience brought by civilization while insisting on maintaining their own simplicity.

Collect the money first,

Re-delivery.

That's the rule, too.

The traffickers just have to make sure that the people who send them are healthy and not too old to complete the task.

As for whether you like the type of Huan Fat Yan Thin or Xiuwai Huizhong, I'm sorry, don't talk about it.

It's enough for a woman to carry you on the kang, why do you still ask for so much?

So, it's the equivalent of an exciting raffle.

In the city, many families have three generations of savings for a single apartment;

Here, many families use all their savings, even to borrow money from relatives and friends, to buy a bride.

But

In the former, many men buy houses in order to facilitate marriage and marry their daughters-in-law.

The latter is a one-step process.

The two girls were pulled down by the old driver,

was led away by two families separately, and the people around them watched and made a fuss, not caring at all about the pleading and crying of the two girls.

They have seen this kind of scene a lot, and they have long been unimpressed.

After all this, the old man of the driver did not plan to leave, he still needed to stay in this village for a while, have dinner, and make an appointment for a business.

He actually plans to retire, and he still has an order in the car, and he will retire when he finishes it.

But he doesn't mind helping others build relationships after he retires, being a middleman, and making a difference.

The car drove into the yard of a house,

The old man of the driver went down to the house to eat and drink and negotiate the price.

The van was locked, and a few well-wishing children were circling around the van because they noticed that there was a girl in the van.

A very cute girl,

The clothes I wear are also very foreign,

At first glance, it is different from the little girls who play together in the village.

Wang Rui curled up in the corner of the van,

On the platform of the steering wheel, the statue of the Bodhisattva rests there peacefully.

It's time for lunch,

A few children who were circling around the van were dragged home by their own families for dinner.

The children are noisily reluctant to go,

shouted and asked his parents to buy the girl in the van and be his wife.

After about half an hour,

The old man of the driver came back, got into the car, glanced at Wang Rui in the car, and smiled.

started the car,

Leaving the village,

When the van drove out of the village,

Wang Rui suddenly seemed to sense something,

Raise your head,

Looking out the rear window,

Above the entrance of the village in the distance,

A dark cloud of black oppression shrouded in,

It's suffocating.

"It's going to rain, and that's the ghost weather in the mountains."

The old man of the driver lit a cigarette and was leisurely.

I drove along the mountain road for a long time, but in fact, I didn't go out of the mountainous area, and even went a little further in.

Here, there will be occasional small markets near the provincial highway, which can be said to be very remote.

But as it opened, on the hill dam in front, a small three-story villa appeared.

The dam is enclosed with a cement wall, which looks very formal, and from the perspective of decoration design, it is also very foreign, and most of the buildings you see along the way seem incompatible.

The van drove to the door,

The old man of the driver took out his mobile phone and made a call.

When he got here, he changed to a mobile phone card.

He doesn't know what counter-reconnaissance is, but he has been doing this business for so many years without any accidents, and he naturally has his own way and experience.

soon

Someone came out of the house,

It was two middle-aged men dressed in black.

They opened the door and motioned for the old man to enter.

The old man smiled at them through the window, drove the van in, and parked it, but he noticed that the arms of the two middle-aged men were still wrapped in black veils.

I chuckled in my heart,

Late?

The old man of the driver was a little annoyed,

If someone returns it late, the idea of making a good early retirement with this list will be frustrated.

I knew I wouldn't be busy with those hillbillies.

A little helpless,

But he got out of the car anyway.

A middle-aged woman wearing a black coat and a black gauze wrapped around her arms walked over.

"Please follow me."

"Okay."

The old man of the driver turned around first, picked up Wang Rui, and followed the woman into the house.

It is estimated that there are too many thoughts and uncertain minds,

He actually forgot to bring the amulet in the car,

Of course, it's nothing.

He didn't really believe in this, the reason why he always carried that thing, and had one in every car, and one in the place where he lived, was just a matter of habit;

He never thought it would be useful.

On the third floor, the woman knocked on the door, and someone inside answered.

The woman opened the door and motioned for the old man to enter.

The old man of the driver hesitated, put Wang Rui on the sofa in the living room, and walked in first.

Wang Rui sat there silently,

Hanging his head,

Don't speak,

Nor do they look around.

The woman stood in the doorway, her duties more like a secretary or a housekeeper, and at this time, she looked at the lovely girl sitting there.

There is no expression on the woman's face,

There is no pity, and there is not the slightest mood swing,

Even when she saw the girl sitting there, her shoulders twitching slightly, as if she was crying.

What she didn't know, however, was that

The girl with her head buried,

Her face is actually the same as herself,

Both,

Expressionless.

…………

The old man of the driver walked into the study, the pattern here makes people have a very strange feeling, before taking this order, the old man of the driver knew that this family should have been doing business in the field before, and when he was older, he chose to build a villa in the mountains of his hometown to live here, which is considered to be a good old age.

in a word

There should be a lot of money,

Look at the security guards and pomp,

Just get it.

Moreover, some rich people will have some habits and quirks that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, which is not surprising.

On the carpet, there was a gray-haired old man, and beside the old man, there was a small coffin.

"It's too late."

The white-haired old man spoke.

The old driver stood there, not knowing what to say.

He could see that in the coffin lay a little boy, dressed in a delicate black suit, with a ruddy complexion, as if he was still alive.

"People, brought?"

"Well, brought it." The old man of the driver immediately replied.

The white-haired old man nodded, "Go out and get the money, people, I still want it." ”

Saying,

The white-haired old man looked at his grandson lying in the coffin,

"You can't let my grandson go alone, he has no father or mother since he was a child, and he can't walk too lonely on Huangquan Road, right?"

The old man of the driver was stunned for a moment,

He's a human trafficker,

But not the executioner.

Although there were a few lives in the past, many of them were black or unruly buyers.

But after hearing the words of this white-haired old man,

Something suddenly dawned on him.

But

He didn't say anything,

When I think of this goods, people still want it,

His heart immediately settled down.

"Okay, okay."

"Go down and get the money with her."

The white-haired old man waved his hand.

The old man of the driver immediately nodded, turned around and walked out of the study.

The middle-aged woman standing at the door saw the old man of the driver come out, nodded to him, and said:

"Follow me."

"Okay, okay."

The old man of the driver took one last look at Wang Rui who was sitting on the sofa in the living room,

Take a deep breath,

Thinking of my retirement life in the future, I suddenly feel that my life has a new head, and I have been running for most of my life, and I can finally end it and live a peaceful and stable life.

It's just that

When the two of them were about to go down the stairs,

The little girl who was sitting there quietly,

Slowly raised his head,

The hair falls down,

His expressionless gaze swept towards the staircase,

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth,

In a very cold voice, he said:

"That's it,

Simply,

Gone? ”