Volume 2 The Trafficked Girl Chapter 13 The Trafficked Girl 4
As soon as I entered the village, the courtyard door was wide open, and Mrs. Lan's voice came out, which was to reveal the information of her own food and clothing parents to the goods, and she hurriedly stopped.
If you lose your integrity, then who is willing to do business with yourself in the future, isn't this smashing your own signboard?
So the lesson is not to be merciful.
Hearing Lan Pozi shouting that something was wrong, she stopped moving.
"Say, what the hell is going on, why are so many women crying? Where was the fire last night? We all saw the fire at the bottom of the mountain. Daqiao, Shanzi, everyone is scattered, each of them goes home to see, and there is something to say in a while. ”
Wang Babai deserves to be the village head, and immediately evacuated the crowd and let everyone understand the situation.
"Alright, village chief."
"Alright, village chief."
"That village, let's go and see the situation first."
……
Everyone agreed to come down and dispersed.
Leave the king alone in his own home.
"What about the sons, they are still sleeping, the sky is dawning, and they still don't get up to work? It's because they're so unmotivated that it's not their turn to go out and look for goods. ”
Turning his head and seeing Li Youyou standing in the garden, not crying or running, I was happy in my heart, this girl accepted her fate so quickly, she had a good feeling, and she didn't have to cry wolves at home every day.
smiled and said to Li Youyou: "Daughter-in-law, how are you doing these days?" The smugness in his eyes can't be hidden.
Li Youyou was not ambiguous, and said slowly: "Naturally, everything is fine!" ”
The slender hand drew a circle at random, "Thanks to the blessing of your Lan mother-in-law, there are chickens and ducks to eat well every day, and the after-entertainment programs are continuous, and I have a very happy time." You're back now, and the final scene is about to begin, and I'm looking forward to it! ”
The eight hundred old man listened to Li Youyou's words so lightly, and the bad premonition in his heart was even stronger.
And Lan Pozi just shrank aside and didn't call out her sons, and the boy too, his father didn't know to come out when he came back? It's getting more and more ridiculous.
Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, the shrewd little eyes strafed back and forth between Li Youyou and Lan Pozi, and the things in his hands were thrown to the ground, and he went straight to the middle of the two and went into the house.
Li Youyou was indifferent, and the Lan Pozi thief looked up at Li Youyou and looked at the room, there was excitement, fear and relief in his eyes, as if the old man's ear scraper woke her up, an emotion called sobriety came unexpectedly, she was slapped to the ground, and she was not in a hurry at this time.
Lan Pozi simply adjusted her sitting posture, and there was a sobbing without a match, which was quite rhythmic.
Li Youyou was not in a hurry, he simply lay down on the bamboo rocking chair in the yard, looked at the blue sky and white clouds and sighed that the weather was so good!
The eight hundred old men did not find their son in the house, and rushed out angrily and yelled at Lan Pozi.
"Dead old woman, what about the sons? Where did they go? Let them get the hell out of here! The eight hundred old men were so angry that they asked louder questions, and the last sentence was almost shouted.
Lan Pozi glanced at Li Youyou quietly, and saw that she was just swaying casually on the rocking chair, and she didn't mean to object, so she pointed to the direction of the cellar tremblingly.
The eight hundred old man looked at all the actions of Lan Pozi, and the discomfort in his heart became even more obvious, but now he didn't have the patience to explore this discomfort, he urgently needed to find someone who understood, and let him tell him what happened when he was not at home.
And in his heart, the most reliable are only three sons, and then the men in the village, Lan Pozi may be the last.
Receiving such information, the eight hundred old man, as if he understood something, his lips trembled.
At this moment, his expression turned out to be a little pitiful, and he saw his footsteps staggering towards the cellar.
"Hehe......" Li Youyou felt funny, and he really felt the pain on his body to empathize.
There was a terrible cry from the cellar, and the sound was endless, even if Li Youyou didn't need to listen to the movement inside without his senses, he could imagine the scene in the cellar.
The eight hundred old men went down to the cellar and saw a scene of tearing eyes, his three tall and strong sons, who were tied up and lying on the ground, and the people were already thin and not like words, but they were all bearded and full tails (maybe), but it was not an exaggeration to say that they were half dead in a state of mental malaise.
"Who? Who harmed you? ”
The roar came from the cellar, and when I heard the voice of my own Lao Tzu, I felt as if I had been given a booster. The three big men writhed like earthworms to the place where the eight hundred old men sounded, and the village chief came to the three of them in three or two steps, and after squatting down, he trembled his hands and wanted to touch his sons, but he didn't know which one to touch.
Heartache is one reason, but it's also because these three people are so dirty that they can't do it.
And the cry of the three earthworms absolutely broke the old heart and liver of the eight hundred old man, and the pain of twitching and twitching has not been seen in his life.
The old man thought that he had witnessed so many joys and sorrows, and his heart had long been as hard as iron, but he thought that he was indifferent only because he had long since lost his conscience and regarded others who were also human beings as tools for his own wealth.
Imagine who would be sad and sad about their goods?
They are most concerned about their money bags, which can be puffed up because of this product.
After the son was intermittent and conjectured, he concluded that the delicate little girl he brought back first showed weakness on the first day, and then was locked in the cellar, and began to fight back, and finally abolished the three brothers.
He also enslaved their old lady and scourged all the living creatures in the house, and made the demon magic make the three of them fall into nightmares every night, for eight days in a row, and they didn't sleep a single night.
As for what other people's homes are like, where do they know, at most, the old lady will talk a little bit about some outside things when she brings them food, but it is only a few words.
The village chief finally endured the nausea and untied the hemp rope that bound the three brothers.
He hated Mrs. Lan for not being angry, no matter how capable that little girl was, couldn't he find an opportunity to go to the village to find a few strong men to subdue people together, and let his son suffer these evil sins in vain.
Now he wanted to catch that girl at once, and let her taste for herself what it was like to be locked up in this dark cellar.
He thought so and did so, enduring the nausea, helping his sons out of the cellar one by one.
Then he went to find someone in a rage, but he didn't know that five years had passed since the original owner of this kind of day.
Because of this, there was the arrival of Cangyou Ancestor, but after only eight days in his own family, he wished that the culprit would be broken to pieces.
Eight hundred old men came to Li Youyou like a fierce god, and the three brothers were not in a wreck at this time, they were lined up behind their father, and their heads were raised to the sky.
"Little girl, we treat you as family, accept you and let you live with us, how do you repay us? If there is no old man to open my net, your best ending will be to be dragged to the mountains to feed the wild wolves. "The heartache of the eight hundred old man is real, he really thinks so.
"Being dragged deep into the mountains to feed wild wolves? Do you think I can be eaten by wolves, but I still can't go out of the mountains. Li You said leisurely.
Of course, the original owner did not have the ability to get out of the mountains so quickly, and it was very likely that he would be eaten by wild wolves. But can Cangyou Old Ancestor tell him? Of course not.
The eight hundred old men were dumbfounded, and they opened their mouths in a half-loud voice.
"Since you have the ability, you go to find the person who harmed you, you should have had a seizure at that time, and you don't have to go to our deep mountains and old forests to harm my family."
Cangyou Ancestor has gained knowledge, and the brain circuits of the eight hundred old men are scum enough and reasonable enough.
"The village chief likes to pinch soft persimmons, and it just so happens that I like it too, and I also like to pinch soft persimmons, which is particularly refreshing. I walked around your village, and the village chief seems to be very fond of pinching soft persimmons, which is too coincidental. ”
The eight hundred old man felt very mad when he heard Li Youyou's words, and the picture of pinching and exploding exploded in his mind, as if he was really pinched by her and burst his heart, and the bright red blood burst in a thin white amateur hand.
trembling all over, his momentum involuntarily weakened a lot.
Just when he wanted to muster up the courage to attack again, a series of footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, crying, scolding, cursing, colliding, all kinds of noises were intertwined, and it made people feel that something was out of control for no reason.
At least the sense of crisis of the 800 old man has never been stronger, is this a bad thing that is more serious and unreasonable than the bad things of his own family?
The eight hundred old man didn't have any more words to describe his current mood, only "bad, bad, bad...... "bad, bad" in his mind.
The crowd came very quickly, and in less than a minute, the courtyard was filled with men and women, and there were obviously more men and women than those who had just returned, but some were in pain, and some were laughing heartily.
The situation is rather bizarre.
"Shanzi, Shanzi, what are you crying about, tell me quickly, what happened? Say what you see. The eight hundred old man's expression was hideous, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"The village chief....... Something big happened, and a lot of people died...... My father, my brother, and my mother, they, they're all dead...... It was the woman, the woman who bought it, and she set the house on fire, and there was nothing left...... Wow, ahh.......h
The man named Shanzi couldn't hold back anymore after he finished talking intermittently, and he cried loudly.
And then someone talked about their own situation, and they could only say that there was no worst, only worse.
Unlike the villagers who wept and complained, a group of women stood opposite them.
Although the appearance of this group of women is a little miserable, there is undisguised happiness on their faces, a kind of happiness and relief of revenge.
The more the villagers cried, the more the women laughed.
The eight hundred old man's face turned pale, and the more he listened to these news, his body trembled like clockwork, and he turned his head back and forth to look at the two distinct people.
He could imagine what the whole village was like.
I couldn't bear it anymore and the whole person fell back.
The three brothers happened to be standing behind him, and they reflexively went to pick it up when they saw their Lao Tzu leaning back, but they all overestimated their current ability, how much strength the three earthworms could have.
Well, it's still okay to make meat pads.
The father and son rolled into a ball, which made people very happy to watch. At least the women standing in a row in the courtyard were particularly happy to watch.