Following the address on the piece of paper, Song Wen found the home of the lady he met in the hospital.

When the woman saw Song Wen, her eyes lit up and she smiled.

"Sir, you've finally figured it out."

Song Wen was a little embarrassed: "Yes, there have been a lot of things at home recently, and I have discussed with my wife, so I can send our family Ah San out." ”

As he spoke, he took out a family photo from his bosom, pointed to the child inside, and said, "Oh, that's it, with big eyes." I'm four years old. ”

The lady took the photo and said in her mouth: "Oh, hey, look at what this child looks like, it's really smart, sir, your family looks like a civilized person." ”

The lady claimed to be surnamed Mo, and made an appointment with Song Wen to take the child away, and went to report the good news to her relatives in a hurry.

Song Wen pinched the family photo in his hand, gently touched Ah San's little face, and sighed: "Sansan, Dad can't stand you, who told you that you are not a younger brother." But it's also a blessing for you. ”

Song Wen was full of worries, and when the tram jingled, he went up without even looking at it. There weren't many people in the car, so he grabbed his seat and stood firm, and saw a woman on the other side smiling at him!

Song Wen rubbed his eyes, it turned out to be Xiao Jinbao!

The woman was dressed bewitching today, twisting her waist and walking over, holding a fragrant handkerchief in her hand. Song Wen turned around and pretended not to know her, and Xiao Jinbao spoke first: "Mr. Song, what a coincidence, I met again." ”

Song Wen didn't say anything, Xiao Jinbao's handkerchief had already brushed his face, and the strong fragrance stimulated Song Wen sneezed: "Ahh The people around avoided it dissatisfiedly, and Song Wen covered his mouth in embarrassment.

"I think about it, I scold and I think about it, Mr. Song, which one of you misses you?"

Xiao Jinbao didn't care about Song Wen's mouth foaming at all, and still flattered him.

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Wen glared at her.

"What nonsense, you're going to sell your daughter, oops, I can't imagine it, a scholar like you Mr. Song also has to sell your daughter to support your family."

Xiao Jinbao deliberately raised his voice, and sure enough, everyone's attention was attracted by this sentence of selling daughters, and they stretched their necks to see what the man and woman were arguing about.

"What sells daughters, nonsense. I don't know you, you're insane. ”

Song Wen got up and wanted to avoid her, but Xiao Jinbao didn't give up: "It's not to the point that you will starve the whole family to death if you can't eat, you have to sell your sons and daughters, and you have read all the books to the belly of a dog." Let's see, this person is still a college graduate and an editor of a newspaper. "The whole carriage of little Jinbao shouted knew about it.

"Isn't it bad to dress, but I want to sell my daughter."

"It's really ruthless, it won't be to marry a little wife, right?"

"If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. Man. “

There was a lot of talk around the people. Song Wen was ashamed of his shame, he couldn't find a crack to get into, the world is so wonderful, he met a woman on the tram a few days ago, full of ambiguous longing, and now, he just wants this woman to disappear completely.

There happened to be an old neighbor on the tram, and when I saw that it was Mr. Song, I stepped forward and asked in a low voice, but what happened to the family, everyone helped to find a way, and we couldn't sell the child until it was absolutely necessary.

Song Wen had no choice but to get off the train at the nearest station, and got out of the carriage, and when the cold wind blew outside, he felt that he was much more sober, and couldn't help but slap his head fiercely: "What the hell, I really want to exchange Ah San for money." "He was hot-headed last night, and he was carried away by money, and after a little Jinbao's interruption, he suddenly understood, and staggered home.

Song Wen pushed open the door and saw Mrs. Song wearing an apron, washing rice and preparing to cook, and the four children were playing around the table. The third daughter fell to the ground and burst into tears. Song Wen hurriedly stepped forward and picked up his daughter, Mrs. Song was anxious: "Send it over so soon?" Can't eat a meal at home? ”

"If we don't send it, we won't go anywhere, and we won't send it anywhere."

Song Wen hugged his third daughter tightly: "Madam, we can still get a sum of money from Shi Cuiping, we will leave when we get this money, and the whole family will go together." ”

Mrs. Song cried with joy: "Yes, yes, the family is going to be together, and it's not that you can't live, and I don't know which string you made yesterday." ”

"I just can't get used to seeing this mother sell her sons and daughters for the sake of fragrant food and spicy drinks, and it's not that she can't go on and will starve to death."

At the same time, Xiao Jinbao took the cigarette handed over by Zhao Nan, spit out a smoke ring, and stretched out his hand to light it on Zhao Nan's chest: "This scene, it is considered to be given by me, the surname Song is too vicious, he has hands, feet and culture, just because the family is dragging down, he has to give his daughter away, bah, it is sold, this kind of person deserves a lesson." ”

"Wow, little Jinbao, you still have such a chivalrous heart."

As soon as Zhao Nan heard that he didn't charge money, he took out half a pack of Laodao brand cigarettes and pressed them into Xiao Jinbao's hand.

"As for me, I didn't think about it so much, I was sold by my black-hearted father back then, I just can't get used to seeing others selling their sons and daughters."

Xiao Jinbao shook the half pack of cigarettes in his hand: "Remember, you owe me this account." ”

Seeing Xiao Jinbao leave in a variety of ways, Zhao Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart, Song Wen shouldn't have the idea of beating his daughter again, right?

"He has six souls on him, and we can only watch and give some guidance at the right time, but there is no substitute for him." Ye Quan's words echoed in his mind, and Zhao Nan said to himself that this was a proper guide, and he didn't do anything to help him, right? After all, children are innocent.

Zhao Nan disguised himself as a fried stinky tofu vendor and carried the burden and turned to the alley where Xiangyunsha lived, and just walked to the mouth of the alley, he coldly rushed past a person and almost overturned the flat burden on his shoulder.

"Look at it, there's a frying pan here." Zhao Nan saw that it was Xiangyunsha chasing after him, so he hurriedly turned sideways and stood against the wall.

Xiangyunsha shouted as she ran: "Stop me!" The last man shouted, "Don't run, don't run, speak slowly." ”

When the three of them ran over, a few idlers who were watching the excitement greeted: "Fried stinky tofu, come here." ”

Zhao Nan walked over with a burden, and the stinky tofu was first fried in the pot with golden brown, and then turned over with long bamboo chopsticks, and the fragrance overflowed.

"Those three people, what the hell, they almost hit my oil pan just now."

Zhao Nan said deliberately. 、

"Haha, I'm glad I didn't bump into it, if I do, I'll be miserable."

A person next to him laughed.

"Yes, yes, hot oil, it's going to burn people." Zhao Nan pretended to have palpitations.

"What's more, those guys, the money in the oil pot can be fished out and spent, if you splash a little oil star on him, then you won't be able to eat and walk around."

Zhao Nan quickly brushed the chili sauce on the tofu, and was shocked when he heard the words: "So powerful? ”

"That's what people do."

Someone gestured to imply that the three were gangs.

"These people, if they can drink together today and call each other brothers, tomorrow I can cut you, and you can cut me. In the future, you will be lucky to walk around. ”

The idler walked away with a string of stinky tofu. Zhao Nan closed his eyes slightly and took a long breath: "It's so fragrant." ”