Hearing this question, Yan Bei immediately pretended to be a breathless sound, and his body kept hitting the wall, almost knocking down the loose earthen wall.

Hearing this, the old woman covered her mouth and smiled, picked up her eldest grandson, who was so sleepy that she kept nodding her head, and went back to sleep.

Wa'er was the only one left, dressed in tattered clothes, curled up on the broken mat by the door of the hall, staring at the closed door without blinking, looking numb.

Yan Bei waited until the old woman Zhao fell asleep, then he stopped his movements and began to think about his next action strategy.

What is certain is that the dog is young, and it is not difficult to cultivate affection now.

But what cannot be ignored is the existence of Mrs. Zhao and the stupid husband in front of her.

There is also a baby, this girl's situation is worse than her, although the script does not say what her future life will be like, but there is a patriarchal grandmother like an old woman, and there must be no good results.

She also wanted to stay in the village for a while to observe, so it was better not to act rashly for now.

It was very easy for her to get out of here, but because it was so simple, she had to observe the situation in the village a little more.

If you can help the heroine run away before she thinks about taking the dog as a hostage, the tragedy will not happen.

Or perhaps, thinking that her stay longer can save a few poor women.

At night in the countryside, you really can't see your fingers, and when the lights are turned off, it is pitch black in front of you, and even the mountains in the distance can't be seen.

The village is not large, with only about 30 families scattered in the mix, each of which is very poor, and due to the deep-rooted patriarchal mentality in the village, there are very few girls in the village.

Either they were strangled at birth, or they had already been sold to traffickers to earn some money to subsidize them.

Here, on the contrary, the traffickers are very respected by the villagers.

Because the birth rate of female babies is too low, and the people here are poor, they can't afford to marry a daughter-in-law, so they often have to ask traffickers to bring women over.

Some people are too poor to even afford a daughter-in-law, so the traffickers will give the buyer on credit, and then when a child is born, take one or two children as compensation.

This distorted pattern is very popular in these poor mountain villages, and some families even use the daughters-in-law they buy as fertility machines, buying their children to support themselves.

The script said that in this place called Zhaojia Village, there are at least ten abducted women, and it is possible that the old women in the village were also abducted before, but the time is too long, and the old women have long accepted their fate, so no one mentions it again.

Mrs. Zhao was also abducted, and on the first night the original owner arrived, she came forward in person and told the original owner with her own experience that it was useless to escape, and she accepted her fate early and lived a good life as soon as possible.

It's pitiful and hateful.

Zhao Qiangzi and his father fell to his death when he went up the mountain to collect firewood two years ago, and if Zhao Pozi is not allowed to live now, I am afraid that her life is not much better than that of her daughter-in-law.

Because Old Man Zhao is an extremely alcoholic person, when he gets drunk, he likes to make Mrs. Zhao angry, not only scolding, but also abusing her.

It's because Mrs. Zhao gave birth to a stupid son for him.

In fact, Mrs. Zhao secretly took Qiangzi to the county hospital before, and the doctor told her that the reason why Qiangzi was born a natural fool has a lot to do with Old Man Zhao's addiction to alcohol.

Mrs. Zhao was very old when she came to the village, in her thirties, childless, and originally married in her hometown, but her husband died, so she let her husband and his brother make the decisions and sell it to traffickers.

When she was deceived into coming to this place, Mrs. Zhao was relatively old, and after giving birth to a strong son, she was never able to conceive again.

Yan Bei guessed, maybe the problem was with Old Man Zhao, after all, he was not young, a fifty-year-old old bachelor, and he was addicted to alcohol, could he still expect his sperm to have that vitality?

Fortunately, this old man is dead, otherwise there would be another devil to torment her, thinking about those days, Yan Bei couldn't imagine how the original owner had survived.

After all, when she came, this old man Zhao was not dead.

All night, Yan Bei was thinking about these things that he didn't have, and the sky actually dawned quickly.

Mrs. Zhao is a diligent person, in the winter, she got up as soon as the sky was bright, holding a bunch of keys in her hand, first opened the door, and then walked in.

Glimpsing Qiangzi who was lying on the ground covered with a quilt and sleeping like a pig, he screamed "Hey", and couldn't help but scold Yan Bei who was huddled aside.

"Your husband has been lying on the ground and sleeping all night, and you don't know how to help him go to bed!"

Yan Bei didn't hear her displeased tone, raised his hand, shook the iron cuffs in his hand lightly, and told her that he didn't have the ability to act at all.

When Mrs. Zhao saw her swarthy iron chain, her expression suddenly froze, her scolding stopped, she glared at her, and first woke up the strong man lying on the ground, and then took the key to open the iron cuffs in her hand.

As soon as his hand was free, Yan Bei immediately stood up and stretched out his arms and legs.

But before she could reach halfway, a pile of cotton burst out of her clothes smashed at her.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes, you have to go and help with a happy event at your brother's house today!" Mrs. Zhao urged angrily.

Yan Bei hugged his clothes, put them on one by one, and put on a handful of messy hair, and then nodded.

Hadron woke up in a daze and didn't want to get up, his wife couldn't force him, so she could only pull him to bed and go to sleep.

After settling his son, when he turned around and saw that Yan Bei was still standing in the house, he was immediately annoyed and scolded:

"You still want to be locked up, don't you? Don't know how to make a fire and cook? I don't know if your Aunt Liu doesn't prepare breakfast for the cook?! ”

She said in a hurry, and after a dialect, Yan Bei barely listened to it, nodded, didn't say a word, and turned her head and went out.

Mrs. Zhao, who still wanted to scold her, still hadn't finished speaking, looking at the empty wall, she almost didn't take a breath!

Yan Bei came to the kitchen, a small figure had already come here first, thin and small, squatting in front of the stove, holding a handful of wood chips in his hand and lighting a fire.

She is very skilled in her movements, and she has learned to do so many things when she should still be playing in the mud in the field at the age of four.

But even if she is so diligent, she is still scolded by Mrs. Zhao.

"Hiding by the stove and being lazy, huh? The chickens are dying of hunger and don't hurry up to feed them, blinding the egg I kindly gave you last time! ”

Yes, a piece of egg, the size of a fingernail, also made Mrs. Zhao feel that she had lost money.

The baby was frightened when she heard her voice, so she hurriedly got up from the ground, and didn't even have time to feel the warmth of the fire for a while, so she immediately went barefoot to feed the chickens.

Originally, she was kneeling, Yan Bei hadn't noticed this, and suddenly found that she was not wearing shoes, and she stopped when she was about to find something to cook.