The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 163 is still a child

There were actually seven or eight children sitting in this old woman's house.

Yu Yishan smiled wryly at the camera: "I suddenly remembered a saying, the poorer you are, the poorer you are... I don't know if there is any truth in this sentence, but today, it seems that there is still a little truth in it."

"Huh? No."

Yu Yishan shook his head: "No, the children here are not a family..."

"They are all about the same age, but it's not like twins or multiples..."

"And they wear all kinds of clothes..."

"Where do these children come from?"

Yu Yishan felt a little confused.

The old man Huang said: "These are all children from the village. Their parents are working outside. They are still young and it is not easy to take them out, so they leave them at home for the elderly to watch. However, the elderly in their family are too old. Look at them. without them..."

Yu Yishan was stunned: "Then what should I do?"

Old man Huang said: "So they came to Po Qian's house for dinner, and the family will give me some money or rice, whatever."

It turns out that everyone is here to eat...

Yu Yishan looked at the camera twice, but didn't know what to say.

The kitchen of Mrs. Qian's house is in the leftmost room without a door.

There is a masonry and cement stove against the middle wall of the room, on which there is a large iron pot covered with a large wooden lid.

Qian Po is a woman in her 40s and [-]s, and she can't tell her exact age, because a yellow-faced woman who is busy with housework will look older than her actual age.

Qian Po was lighting a fire in front of the stove, and there was a trace of heat seeping out of the pot, and she didn't know what she was cooking.

The seven or eight children were obediently sitting by the wall on the other side. They were basically around three or four years old, but they didn't play around.

Among them was a slightly older girl, about five or six years old, who should also be the oldest in this group of children.

She held a two-year-old child in her arms, and put the child on her lap, shaking her legs gently.

The two-year-old was shaken by her and laughed.

Yu Yishan was a little surprised: "These two are..."

"They are two girls from Zhuzi's family."

The old man Huang explained: "Their family will be fine. The elder sister has grown up and can take the younger sister with her. The old lady will have nothing to do... It seems that the old lady in their family can't get out of bed anymore. They have to wait for them to bring food back to eat." .”

Yu Yishan was stunned: "Grown up? Is this sister six years old? Can she live with a two-year-old child?"

Before the old man Huang could answer, two more children walked by the side of the road.

A girl of four or five years old, and a boy of two or three years old, the girl led the boy, and the two walked over slowly.

Old man Huang pointed at them and said, "This girl is only four years old, and she can bring her younger brother out for dinner. She is one year younger than the girl from Zhuzi's family..."

Yu Yishan suddenly didn't know what to say.

He looked at the camera and murmured: "I am still a child, and I have to bring a child..."

Qian Po looked up at him, smiled, and said to Old Man Huang, "Help me fetch a bucket of water."

The old man Huang responded, and went to the corner of the room to pick up buckets.

Yu Yishan hurried up to help, and took over the bucket and pole.

The old man Huang didn't fight him either, he seemed to think that it's not a bad thing for the young man to kill the job.

But Yu Yishan didn't know where to fetch water, so he still asked Old Man Huang to lead the way.

"There is only one well in the village, at the bottom."

The old man Huang led Yu Yishan to turn around again, walking all the way down, and finally went down to the small basin in front of the village.

The traditional water well is not very deep, and the well head is still made of cement...

This made Yu Yishan look a little different. He originally thought that Stone Village only had stones and wood.

Two buckets of water were brought up, and the water was yellow.

It's that obvious yellow, like mud.

Yu Yishan thought about it, but he still didn't express his opinion.

He asked old man Huang again: "Is Qian Po the one you said...the only woman left in the village?"

"Yes."

"Her last name is Qian?"

"No, she's from Qianzhou, so we'll call her Qian Po."

"Oh……"

Yu Yishan came to a sudden: "So it's Po Qian..."

Yu Yishan did not feel strenuous in carrying a load of water back to Mrs. Qian's house, and even walked more steadily and faster than Old Man Huang.

The old man Huang boasted sincerely: "You are very powerful, ordinary people in the city can't lift water, no matter how strong you are."

Yu Yishan couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not from the city, I'm from Yujia Village."

"Oh?"

Old man Huang was somewhat skeptical.

The two fell silent, and sat in the kitchen of Mrs. Qian's house, watching the children waiting for their meals.

Those children also looked at Yu Yishan curiously, but they didn't dare to do anything presumptuous.

This dull atmosphere made Yu Yishan a little uncomfortable. He looked at the live broadcast room and found that there was no one talking in the live broadcast room, but the number of people online at this time was almost 200 million.

He cut out to look at the post bar again, and found that the video of looking for Huang Li just now had been uploaded to the post bar by fans, and the reply was full of praise.

Bored, he turned off his cell phone, and Yu Yishan went to Granny Qian's side again, and struck up a conversation with Granny Qian.

"I heard that you are from Qianzhou?"

"Yes yes yes..."

Po Qian's accent is a bit strange, like Hong Kong people speaking Mandarin, but she is not speaking Mandarin, but imitating the dialect of Shanyang County.

Fortunately, although I don't learn the four different things, I can still understand it.

"Are you kidnapped and sold here?"

"Yes yes yes..."

"Then you now..."

Yu Yishan looked at the children around him, as well as the only adult, Old Man Huang, with a very confused expression on his face.

"Why don't you run away?"

Yu Yishan asked very puzzled: "Is there anyone here who can stop you?"

Qian Po was also a little puzzled: "Escape? Where are you going?"

"Go home, go back to your hometown, Qianzhou."

Yu Yishan was a little dumbfounded: "If you don't have travel expenses, you can still go to the police station for help..."

"No return……"

Qian Po shook her head again and again: "I won't go back."

Qian Po's expression was very calm, without sadness or resentment, which made Yu Yishan somewhat incomprehensible.

Perhaps, she has long been numb to the fact of being trafficked, that's why she is so calm...

But why didn't she escape back?No one can trap her now, why doesn't she escape?
Is it because a child was born here?

Yu Yishan had watched some anti-trafficking TV programs, and it was true that some trafficked women had no plans to return home.

Or some want to go home, but they just go home to see their family members, and after watching, they come back with big bags and small bags.

This is similar to the feeling of a daughter-in-law returning to her natal home.

These abducted women have lived in their new families for many years, have given birth to children, and get along with their husbands and family members very naturally. They are even as familiar with the living environment as they are at home, and there is almost no trace of abducted women on their bodies. .

They may have been filled with resentment when they were first trafficked, but after so many years, they have long been used to it.

They no longer have the idea of ​​fleeing, and they don't even plan to pursue the traffickers.

I don't know if this is Stockholm, or if it's a tradition that comes and goes.

(End of this chapter)