The camera pans back to the village.

As they got closer, the busy people in the fields looked out from afar.

Someone shouted something.

Liu Miao asked loudly, "What did you say?" ”

The man over there muttered again.

As he spoke, the man walked out of the farmland and asked in a somewhat incoherent voice, "What are you doing?" ”

"We're here to find someone. There is a guy named Sanya, who went to Minqing City to find her husband and went there to work, do you know? Liu Miao asked politely.

"Minqing, looking for a man, oh oh! That cripple's house! Over there, the most dilapidated house! The wrinkled, tanned man thought for a moment, pointed in a direction, and said, "His third girl is still in the city!" What did she do, looking for her? ”

The man's gaze fell on the camera, his gaze flickering slightly.

"We are journalists. When she first arrived in Minqing, she was lost, and someone helped her. We wanted to interview this good guy and good deed. Liu Miao said.

The man's eyes became strange, "Oh, this, this ......"

"Is there something wrong? We also heard about it and wanted to do the interview. Is it not quite right what we have heard? Liu Miao immediately asked.

Someone next to him laughed strangely.

The camera moves to photograph the villagers who are coming around.

The person who was still laughing just now had a frozen expression on his face, and moved his body very unnaturally.

"Don't be afraid, you can say anything. We must report real things, and we can't make up stories. If the man who told us about this was a lie, we would have to look for him. ”

Liu Miao said this, those villagers, you look at me, I look at you, but they didn't say anything.

"If you have something, go to the lame man." The man who spoke first spoke.

Liu Miao asked again: "What about Sanya's husband?" His family is still ......."

The man laughed, "His family has long since moved to the city. When they had money, they all moved away. Who's still here! ”

After the man finished speaking, the others followed suit, speaking in their dialects, with expressions of indignation and jealousy.

Liu Miao thanked these people.

The camera begins to move into the village.

There are also some old people and children in the village, all looking at the camera with curious and fearful expressions. Some people hide in their homes uneasily, and some peep out through cracks in doors and windows.

The camera eventually stops in front of a wooden house.

The wooden house is only one floor, and the fence encloses a circle of yards, all of which are dilapidated, giving people a feeling of depression.

Liu Miao shouted "Is there anyone", and then shouted "Is there anyone".

Outside the screen, a somewhat stumbling voice appeared, "Come in, go in, someone." ”

The camera panned to a head poking out of the next room. It was an old lady with silver hair.

She craned her neck, pointed to the room, and gestured.

"Oh, thank you." Liu Miao thanked him.

There are some small, messy sounds coming out of the video.

When the camera returned to the house, he saw that Ye Qing had already pushed open the fence, leaned the broken fence against the side, and stepped into the small courtyard.

The inside of the wooden house was quite bright.

The open windows allow sunlight to shine in, and you can see the four walls of the house inside.

The wooden door creaked, and the whole door panel fell like a fence.

Ye Qing raised his hand to retreat the door panel to the side, and when he withdrew his hand, his hands were covered with dust.

He dusted his hands as he entered the house.

The layout of the house is very simple, a hall, a room, a toilet and a kitchen do not seem to be in the house.

In a small space, the wooden bed takes up a lot of space.

The person lying on the bed was slightly snoring, his clothes were black and yellow, and the whole person was skinny and not half fleshy. His left foot, which was stretched out of the bed, was a little deformed, his ankle turned out, and the ball of his foot was turned out.

"Sir...... Feed! Liu Miao raised her voice.

The snoring stopped, and the man opened his eyes in a daze.

He looked no different from the old men who worked outside the village, with half-white hair, dark skin, and ravines and wrinkles on his face. But those eyes were cloudy, and they were unfocused.

"We are reporters who came from Minqing." Liu Miao said.

The man muttered something and rolled over, as if to go back to sleep, but in an instant, he jumped up from the bed.

"Minqing?" He repeated the two words, pronouncing them more accurately than the others.

"Yes. We want to ask you about your daughter, Sanya. Your daughter's husband went to Minqing to work and called her, right? It was in 2003......"

The man suddenly spat out a barrage of words.

Judging by the expression, he should be cursing in their dialect.

Liu Miao didn't speak.

After a few seconds, Ye Qing spoke: "We want to ask her about it." If you know, you will answer, and if you don't know, you will say that you don't know. ”

There was a loud noise, like the sound of clothes rubbing.

The man's gaze moved to the side and closed his mouth as well. His eyes lit up suddenly, and he leaned forward with some eagerness.

"Tell me about your daughter." Ye Qing was shaking something.

Listen to that voice, it could be money.

The man's eyes rolled, he swallowed, and said, "Which daughter?" ”

"Sanya." Liu Miao replied.

"Oh, oh." The man nodded a few times, "That loses money, marries, and turns his arm out." ”

Men speak much more standardly, and their mouths are also very sharp.

"The little brute went to the great city and was blessed, and called the girl to work. The work is not yet paid. Everyone else went to him to pick up the work, and he paid for it. Their family also said that my daughter stole people, phew! That girl can't make a fut for three days, and she can still steal people! It's stealing people, and it's not a matter of time before she has to do that job! The man spat on the ground, crossed one leg, and rested himself on the bed. The misshapen leg hung down on the edge of the bed.

"What are you talking about?" Liu Miao's voice was a little heavy.

"That's it, sleep with a man and collect money. He found men to sleep with them. The man said indifferently.

Ye Qing and Liu Miao were both silent for a few seconds.

"Well, I answered." The man urged.

A bill appears in the picture.

The man snatched it up, smiled, and glanced in the direction where the money had just been handed over.

"Where do they all live in Minqing City?" Ye Qing asked again.

"How do I know that?" The man gritted his teeth, "I want to know, and I have to look for it all the way to peel the bark and eat it." ”

"Aren't those women in contact with the village?" Liu Miao asked.

"No, I sent some money. At first, there was a lot of trouble, and a few people went to look for the little brute, but then I didn't know what they said, so they were silent. Anyway, if you have the money, you can get it back. It's a lot more than the money they send back from their part-time jobs. The man was still in the same tone of indifference, and the next second he became indignant, "If you want me to say, they either have a bad brain, or they have taken more money from that little brute!" I just don't have a son, or else! Hum! ”

(End of chapter)