Old Hu Er After hearing this, he took two puffs of 'Padadapada' and said, "This person will be useless and his money will be wasted."
Wang Guizhi also felt that the money spent on buying a wife would be wasted, "I'll go take a look."
[Host, how about we run away quietly now! This place is not a good place, and there are no good people.]
444 told Su Qiao about the situation in the main room.
"No, it's so much fun here, why should I leave in a hurry?"
Su Qiao has regained a lot of strength, but she doesn't intend to leave just like that.
Cut off the wood on the small window and get out of the small window.
She decided to walk around this Small Mountain Village first to get familiar with the terrain.
Not long after walking by the vegetable field, I saw a lot of people gathered in front of a family member's door.
[There is a woman named Xiao Lian who just gave birth to a baby. She suffered severe bleeding and is no longer alive. However, the family is still outside scolding her for being useless and only giving birth to a girl.]
[This Xiao Lian is only eighteen years old. He was only seventeen when he was abducted and trafficked. He was tortured by the people in this family until he was no longer a human being or a ghost. Now he died in childbirth. It's a pity that a little girl has gone through so many inhuman tortures and is just gone. This place is really not for humans. Let's get our revenge and leave early!]
Su Qiao did not reply. Instead, while the people in front were still discussing, he quietly climbed in from the wall of the earthen courtyard at the back and quickly approached the room with a strong smell of blood.
I quietly tore open some old newspapers stuck on the window and took a look inside.
There were oil lamps burning in the room, and a light bulb of up to thirty watts hung on the beam, so the light was pretty good.
Apart from the dying woman lying on the bed, who was only breathing in and not breathing out, there was only a little baby who was wrapped casually and placed in a wooden cradle not far from the bed.
The midwife who was responsible for delivering the baby probably discovered her condition and went out to tell the owner about it.
Su Qiao thought for a while and quietly entered through the door on the side.
She wanted to see if she could save the poor woman, but she felt for her pulse and heartbeat and found that it was already too late.
She opened the quilt and took a look, and found that the quilt under her body was soaked in blood.
"Help... help... me..."
Perhaps the woman was too obsessed, or perhaps she was reflecting on her past, but at this moment, a small gap miraculously opened, her cold and weak hands tried to lift up, and she loosened her grip.
Su Qiao took her hand, picked up the small cloth bag she was holding tightly in her hand, quickly opened it and took a look, and found a gray cloth slip with her name, address and phone number inside.
It was probably written with a charcoal stick, and each stroke was carved countless times, so the color is very intense.
"I understand. I will notify your family and bring your bones back."
The woman's eyes lit up, then quickly became dim and irrelevant, and her mouth opened silently, as if to say thank you.
"Do you want your parents to take your child with you?"
The woman slowly rolled her eyes, looked in the direction of the cradle, and then shook her head feebly.
She probably has both hatred and love for this child, and her feelings are very complicated!
"Okay, then let her stay here. What kind of person she will become in the future and how she will live depends on herself."
After Su Qiao finished speaking, he realized that the woman was already dead. She opened her eyes, stared in the direction of the child, and left this world with her heart full of pain and vicissitudes of life.