Global Movie Emperor

Zhengzhou, the provincial capital city, is much more prosperous than his hometown. Wang Jian is a little confused by the constant flow of people, with two wooden boards hanging on his body, constantly spinning around in place.

According to the photographer, the child found the location near the train station. He walked across the street and recognized the location where the photo was taken, but the child has long since disappeared.

Asking the surrounding stores, they clearly remembered that the child was lying in front of their store, but they didn't know where they were now.

Until he asked an old man, the old man looked up at Wang Jian, saw the sign hanging on his body, sighed, slapped the fan, waved to him gently, and walked Wang Jian into the alley.

"I don't know exactly where the child went. I knew that every three or five days, the old scumbags brought the child over to beg for food. The child was taken away yesterday, and it is estimated that they will come back in two days."

Wang Jian didn't understand what the old scum meant, but he could understand that the child might be brought over by the group in two days. He was a little excited for a while and kept thanking the old man.

"Needless to say thank you, I don't dare to tell you more, I can only say so much. You go first, and you will find it tomorrow. Be careful. Those old scumbags have lives in their hands. They killed several people. ."

Regardless of the old man’s advice, Wang Jian’s heart is only full of excitement about finding his son. In the past forty days, he hasn’t had a good night’s sleep. Every night he can dream of double happiness asking him to find himself. Anxiety is driving Wang Jian crazy. Maybe he can find the child and he will feel more peaceful.

He ate a bowl of wide noodles in the fly restaurant near the station. He had already chosen the place to stay tonight, which was in an underground passage nearby.

First, I went to the nearby labor insurance supermarket and bought a black cotton quilt with some paper shells underneath. It’s not too cold to sleep in the weather now. Roll up the mattress when you wake up, and it doesn’t take up much space. A snake You can carry it in a leather bag.

After nine o'clock in the evening, I spread my luggage on the ground. At this time, there are still many pedestrians passing by. I can see what kind of eyes are like Wang Jian, but I didn't stay too much and took a look. They left quickly.

Lying in the bed, he couldn't sleep a bit. Now his mood is very complicated. He wants to find his son, but he is afraid that the child he finds is really his own.

He would rather be sold to someone else's Double Happiness, even if that family is poor, it is probably poorer than Wang Jian, no matter how poor it is, he can eat a full meal, which is much better than what is likely to happen now.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn’t know what time it was. Wang Jian gradually became drowsy, but he didn’t sleep deeply. Occasionally someone’s footsteps were louder, which could wake him up. Until the middle of the night, he felt vaguely that someone was turning him. He hugged the bag in the bed, and instantly, he was completely sleepless, staring at the other party with wide eyes, and staring at the beggar who turned his bag.

"Let go! Bring it to me!"

"What are you doing! Robbery! This is my bag! You let go! This is my money for looking for a child!"

A beggar, and a poor person who is almost the same as a beggar, tore back and forth in this underground passage for more than 200 yuan in cash, a bank card with a savings of 50,000 yuan, and other things. Tattered things.

The beggar has been staring at Wang Jian for a long time. If Wang Jian is a sound person, he would not dare to do it, but because Wang Jian is a lame man and his hands seem to be unsatisfactory, he has a bad idea, because he is a beggar. , But he is a sound person.

What about Wang Jian? He was very angry. He couldn't understand why after so many people in this world hurt his children, someone came to hurt him again.

He hasn't blamed anyone for the handicapped hands and feet caused by polio, and he has never been absolutely unfair since he was poor. But now, he is like this. Why is there still someone brazenly grabbing money from him looking for a child? So he was angry, and in the dispute, he bit his mouth on the hand of the beggar.

"My mother! Let go! I let you let go! Ah!"

"what!!"

Both of them made unhuman movements in their throats, like two wild beasts fighting for food, from a small area of ​​tearing into a formal fight.

The beggar released his other hand and beat Wang Jian's eye sockets continuously. Even though his eyes were blackened, Wang Jian did not let go. The blood flowed into his mouth. He still grabbed his skin and muscles like a crocodile and swayed from side to side. He bit, and raised his fist to fight back constantly.

In the end, I don’t know where he punched, anyway, the strength of the beggar's counterattack was getting weaker and weaker. Wang Jian was riding on him, and his fists kept hitting the face until he was motionless. Wang Jian got off him, panting. He was angry, spit out a mouthful of blood, and had no time to roll up the bedding. He took all his belongings and quickly left the underground passage.

"Ah puff, puff, ahaha"

Running out of the underground passage, there is a public toilet on the side of the road. Wang Jian broke in, turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth well, took a few handfuls of water and poured it on his face, then leaned against the wall and slowly sat on the ground with a big mouth. Violent breathing.

With bruises in the eye sockets, with severe pain, Wang Jian's left eye was somewhat invisible, and he closed his eyes and rested for a while before he packed his luggage.

A feeling of exhaustion came up, and he was a little sleepy for a while and couldn't open his eyes, but he was afraid that the beggar would come over just now, and then lead people to trouble him, so he didn't dare to sit outside and could only enter a compartment in the toilet. Spread the paper shell on the ground, sit on the floor, leaning on the wooden board in the compartment, holding his luggage and slowly closing his eyes

Can you imagine a person sleeping in a public toilet for three days? Until the third day, he woke up late, was found by the toilet cleaning, and then was warned not to come to sleep in the public toilet again. This is where the excrement stays. Is he excrement?

Wang Jian didn't argue with Procter & Gamble, nodded, and left under the contempt of the aunt Proctor's gaze, holding the bedroll. Then he understood what Shuangxi had said to him.

"Father, is the garbage truck loaded with garbage?"

"Is the public toilet filled with excrement?"

Interestingly speaking, all this happened to his son first. Wang Jian thinks that this may be the retribution that he suffered for not understanding his son's feelings.

Seeing that there was very little money left for him, he could only start his side business again, wandering around the trash cans carrying sacks, and collecting waste products to make a living.

It’s just that the scavengers also hugged. Wang Jian had conflicts with them during this period. Fortunately, Wang Jian’s attitude of admitting mistakes was better. They had not been beaten by them. After they left, Wang Jian continued to put his hands in the smelly garbage. Bucket, after all he has to live.

After a few days, what he did was no different from a beggar. His hair was greasy, stranded, his face was sallow, his beard was shaggy, and he was thinner, but he still wandered the streets of the train station every day, waiting for that figure to appear.

It wasn't until five days later that he saw another child in those groups of photos, just across from the train station, lying on the wheeled cart, begging to everyone passing by.

Immediately, he threw down all the things in his hand, and started searching around the entire train station until he saw the child's back on the corner of the street west of the train station.

Wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket, kneeling on the ground kept kowtowing, this miserable appearance made Wang Jian's heart a piece, but he was still not sure whether this was double happiness.

After looking around, he didn't find anyone staring at him. He nervously walked up to the child not far away and tried to yell softly.

"Double Happiness"

The child did not answer, and still kept bowing to every passerby like a kowtow. Seeing that the child did not answer, Wang Jian slowly walked to the child, looked back, gently squatted down, shaking his hands. After opening the child's hair, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt sad, disappointed and grateful. In short, his thoughts were complicated.

When the hair was lifted, Wang Jian could be sure that the child was not double happiness, or his body shape and dress were very similar~www.readwn.com~ just looking at the fear in the child’s eyes, as well as an empty mouth without his tongue. Wang Jian's hands trembled more severely. What a crime this child has suffered!

"What are you doing? Go away and hear you."

Suddenly someone kicked Wang Jian behind his back and kicked him directly to the ground. Wang Jian turned his head. This man was about 30 years old, with a scorpion tattoo tattooed on his arm, looks very vicious, with a cigarette **** in his hand. With a bad expression, he warned Wang Jian.

"I"

"What the **** is me, get out of here! Let me see you again, I will kill you, do you hear?"

"Hey"

What can Wang Jian do? Besides, he was really scared. He stood up tremblingly, not daring to look directly at the man's face anymore, turning around and leaving, not daring to wait a moment.

It's just that he didn't see it. Seeing his deformed legs when he left, the man touched his chin thoughtfully, stretched his foot and picked it up on the child's chin, picked up the phone and turned to leave.

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