Chapter 1: Fireworks March
Fireworks in March, warbler **** long.
On a quiet suburban road, there was a man driving a donkey cart, and in the back sat a woman in her thirties, both of whom were dressed in coarse cloth and patched, and looked very poor.
On both sides of the road, there are straight trees, green and green exuding the breath of spring, and the edges of the roots are tender green grass, full of vitality.
The woman, who was sitting on the donkey cart, looked a little sad, and suddenly something moved at her feet.
When the woman saw this, she was startled, and hurriedly reached out to cover the moving thing, and the look on her face was also very anxious.
"Hmm...... Let me out...... Get out ......."
Obviously, under that pile of things, there was a person, and a faint voice came from inside.
The woman probably couldn't bear it, and the strength in her hand was also slightly weak, and suddenly the pile of things was broken free, and an unkempt woman broke free from it, about fourteen or fifteen years old, even if the whole person was very embarrassed, but it couldn't hide her own brilliance.
"Mother, I beg you not to sell me into that place...... Please! ”
As soon as the woman broke free, she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
After a while, the forehead was hit with red marks.
The woman looked at it very unbearably, looked at the man driving the donkey in front of her, and asked weakly: "...... in charge"
"No way!"
Before the woman could finish speaking, the man interrupted the conversation in a vicious voice.
As soon as the man said this, the woman stopped talking, but she did not dare to meet the woman's eyes, but lowered her head.
The woman's eyes flashed with a hint of despair, and finally turned into a decisive one.
She jumped out of the way, and the whole person fell the ground, and the smoke and dust billowed out.
"Boss, boss!"
Probably frightened by this sudden turn of events, the woman shouted a little angrily.
The woman was lying on the ground, her face was a little pale, her brows were furrowed, but in those beautiful eyes, there was a sad despair.
"You dead girl still dare to seek death and life??"
The donkey cart stopped, and the man came over with the whip in his hand.
The woman was still sitting on the donkey cart, not daring to move, and her expression was very cowardly, even though there was unbearability in her eyes, but she did not say anything.
The man walked up to him, and was about to raise the whip and whip it a few times, but he was afraid that he would be bruised, and he would not be able to sell it for a few dollars, so he finally hated to give up.
"Cheap girl, stand up for Lao Tzu!!"
The girl lay on the ground, moving slightly, and suddenly she turned her head and looked at the woman who was still sitting in the donkey cart and was restless, and then at the man with a fierce face.
A sneering smile crossed her lips, and she stood up as if she were dead.
"Hurry up and get out, when I sell you, I have to take the money back to treat Nobita!"
When the man saw her like this, he thought that she had probably figured it out, so he stopped talking nonsense, got up, took the whip and walked towards the donkey cart again.
"Bang-"
There was a banging sound.
"Ahh
The woman sitting on the donkey cart screamed hysterically, and she reached out to cover her mouth, as if in disbelief.
With the strange appearance behind him, and the woman's panic, the man also turned around and looked behind him.