God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

She was lying on the bed, her clothes already smelled a bit rancid, and she had no pants on, so she could only stay in bed.

There was a mattress under her body, which was fishy and smelly. The child in her arms started crying again. She quickly picked it up and breastfed him.

Xiao Yingzi walked in quietly, with a thin and small body nestled next to her. While holding the baby to breastfeed, she touched Xiao Yingzi's slightly yellow hair. She remembered that her mother said that her hair was also yellow and yellow when she was a child. I was young, but as I grew up, my hair became black and thick.

She thought of her mother, and her heart began to hurt again. She didn't know if she was getting older now, or if she would continue to look for her.

"Mom, mom, don't cry." Xiao Yingzi stretched out her hand and gently wiped away her tears. She looked at the little daughter in her arms, lowered her head and kissed her. Although this child was not what she wanted, she The love for children is sincere.

"Mom, there is an uncle in the village. He seems to be from outside. He is wearing stiff clothes."

Yingzi was born in this small and isolated village. The stiff clothes refer to suits.

When she heard about the people outside, she suddenly became energetic.

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know, but she talks nicely, just like mom and Aunt Honghong next door."

Honghong's real name is not Honghong. Just like her, she is a trafficked girl. What her real name is is no longer important.

This village is poor, and all the girls have married outside, and no one will marry in. So the bachelors go out to work hard to save money, buy a woman, and come back to have a son.

Her luck was good. When she gave birth to her third child, she gave birth to a son. Honghong next door gave birth to a daughter in so many years and was beaten at home all day long.

There were no electric lights in the small village at night. The man ignored her body after giving birth and vented his animal desires on her as soon as it got dark. She was like a fish that jumped to death, too lazy to resist. Anyway, there was no point in resisting or running away. role.

After sleeping for a while, she was woken up by the pain in her lower abdomen. When she got up, she heard a dim kerosene lamp being lit outside. The smell of kerosene was mixed with the unique smell of leaf tobacco here.

"He offered 8000." This was the voice of my mother-in-law. "That's 2000 more than what you bought."

She has been here for 7 years. The price of a mature girl is 6000, and the price of a young daughter-in-law is 4000.

"She is my baby's mother." This was the voice of the man who shared her bed with her, and it was a bit muffled.

"The child has been given to you, but now she has a body and it won't work anymore. You can use the money to buy a house in the town, or buy another older girl."

The man said nothing.

"That `s a deal."

She didn't realize until the next day that she had been sold again.

Her hands and feet were tied, and a man carried her into a bullock cart. A man sat in front of her and said with a smile.

"You can all leave this place."

She could finally leave here. For more than two thousand days and nights, she was not looking forward to this day. There were three other women on the oxcart, including Honghong, who were about the same age as her and were sold here. , both looked at each other at this moment, as if they didn't believe this fact at all.

The bullock cart swayed down the mountain, and occasionally one or two villagers carrying hoes appeared on the roadside. They looked at it from a distance and did not stop them. Only then did they believe that they could really leave this place.

The four women on the bullock cart seemed to regain their energy all of a sudden and started chatting.

The place where she had lived for seven years seemed like a dream. Seeing the smoke rising from the top of the mountain, she suddenly struggled and rolled down from the bullock cart.

"Xiao Yingzi, Xiao Zai Zai." She shouted loudly.

When she leaves, what will happen to her daughter, who has been cautious and sensible since she was a child, and what to do with her little cub who is still nursing?

Another woman in the same village advised: "Mother Yingzi, please leave first. When we get out, call the police and pick up the child."