Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 227: Escape from the Mountains (8)

Tears are the least valuable, and she wants Xiaohua to understand this as soon as possible.

"We want to make Li Yougen cry."

Xiaohua looked at her sister and nodded ignorantly.

Xiaocao took out a bowl from the bamboo basket, opened the door of the dark room and fed her mother as usual.

In the afternoon, after she sent Xiaohua to school, she was about to go to Dr. Wang's house, but his neighbor told her that Dr. Wang had gone out to see the village chief's aunt.

Xiaocao had no choice but to return home. Li Yuliang was sleeping soundly in the house after drinking.

She led her mother out of the dark room, and when she saw the glaring sunlight, the woman was a little scared.

Xiaocao kept comforting her: "It's okay, it's okay."

But the woman struggled violently, shook off Xiaocao's hand and ran into the dark room.

Xiaocao tried to pull her out again but failed.

She had no choice but to lock the door, pick up the bamboo basket and go up the mountain to collect some herbs.

This time she took a different route and went around the entire village.

As she passed a low wall, she heard the sound of a man beating a woman inside.

"Bitch! Slut! How can you cook like this! I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"Damn it! I bought you and you can't even do anything right! I'll beat you to death!"

The man's curses were mixed with the woman's crying and the sound of tables, chairs and benches colliding.

Xiaocao's eyes were cold. He walked around to the front yard and shouted inside: "Uncle Jiusheng, the village chief wants you to go find him."

After a while, the noise in the house stopped.

Xiaocao didn't know which women were sold to Xiaoba Village at the same time as the original owner's mother, but many people's wives in the village were bought.

Now all the local young women have gone out to work, and there are still many men in the mountain villages who cannot find wives.

In the original owner's distant memory, he once witnessed a group of villagers gathering at the entrance of the village to choose what they believed to be reproductive tools.

Xiaocao stood outside the yard, looking at the woman who was curled up by the well washing clothes, with red and swollen wounds on her face.

No matter how angry Xiaocao was, she knew that she was powerless now and only if she escaped from the mountains would she have a chance to save them.

She thought for a moment and then said to the inside of the house, "Auntie, be careful. Using too much soapberry is poisonous."

After leaving, Xiaocao passed by rows of stone houses, some big and some small. She didn't know which house held the abducted woman.

...

Walking on the main road of the village, she saw a bloated old lady sitting at the door of her house, hunched over with a dull look on her face.

The door of her house was open and a woman was inside chopping wood in the yard.

In the original owner's memory, when he was young, there were many such mentally ill old ladies in the village. They always sat at the door of their house for the whole day.

Later, those women died one by one, leaving only this one.

I think these women must have been sold to this village a long time ago.

Looking at the old lady's receding lips, it seemed as if all her teeth had fallen out.

Xiaocao's heart was filled with anger like a sea of ​​fire. She sympathized with their plight, but was helpless.

She is too old. Even if she leaves this mountain, she will no longer have a home in the world.

Human traffickers deserve the death penalty.

The sound of a middle-aged woman cursing came from the yard. Xiaocao withdrew her gaze and hurried past.

...

When going up the mountain, Xiaocao passed by a pond. The water was clear and shimmered in the sunlight.

A few women were gathered by the pond washing clothes, chattering in the local dialect.

At this time someone called her.

"Xiaocao?"

Xiaocao turned her head and saw a girl with short hair that reached her shoulders. She was holding a large red basin and it looked like she had just finished washing clothes.

Sweat soaked her hair and stuck to her neck.

This girl is the original owner’s classmate, Wang Zhaodi.

"Where are you going?" Wang Zhaodi asked.

The grass said, "Let's go up the mountain to pick some herbs."

Wang Zhaodi was a little surprised: "You also know about herbs, that's amazing."

Xiaocao smiled and said, "I'm currently working as an apprentice for Doctor Wang, just to earn some money."

Wang Zhaodi nodded: "Very good, Xiaocao."

"What about you? Are you still helping with the housework?"

Xiaocao remembers that Wang Zhaodi was the best girl in her class at that time and all the teachers liked her very much.

However, Wang Zhaodi's family did not want to pay for her to go to junior high school in town. After graduating from elementary school, Wang Zhaodi had been helping with housework at home and taking care of her younger siblings like the original owner.

Wang Zhaodi smiled bitterly when she heard this: "My parents want me to get married next year, and they've been looking for someone recently."

Xiaocao frowned.

She looked at the girl's young face, her yellow skin tinged with a little apple red, her eyes bright, but because she was holding a large basin of clothes, her eyelids drooped with effort.

Xiao Cao said, "Do you want to get married? Zhao Di."

Wang Zhaodi shook her head. "I have a cousin who is only two years older than me. She got married last year and died in childbirth a few days ago."

"I'm scared, Xiaocao." Wang Zhaodi's face showed an almost confused expression. She said she was scared, but her face was full of ignorance and confusion.

"Zhao Di, if you still want to continue your studies, go and ask the principal. He will help you."

Wang Zhaodi was stunned.

"But...my parents won't agree."

Xiao Cao said, "Then are you willing to listen to your parents and get married?"

"Zhao Di, go study. You can leave the mountains." Xiao Cao said, "You are such a good student. If you can get into college, your life will be completely different from getting married."

This is all Xiaocao can say; the rest depends entirely on herself.

After Xiaocao left, Zhaodi turned around and watched her back as she walked up the mountain without hesitation until she disappeared at the end of the hillside.

-

Xiaocao was lucky this time when he went up the mountain. He not only caught three fat crucian carps, but also caught a wild pheasant.

After tying the crucian carp's mouth with a rope made of grass, he planned to give the three fish to the old principal, Wang Yuanyuan and Doctor Wang respectively.

When they returned to school, it was not over yet. Wang Yuanyuan's mother glared at Xiaocao again when she saw her late arrival.

"Xiao Cao, what's wrong with you lately? Why are you so late?"

Xiao Cao handed her a crucian carp and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I'm an apprentice to Dr. Wang now. I'll come earlier next time. You can take this crucian carp home and eat it. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Wang Yuanyuan's mother was at a loss for words because she felt guilty about taking something from someone else.

"Well, let's make a deal. Things over there should be handled over there, and don't delay me here."

Xiaocao nodded to indicate that she remembered it.

She took the fish and muttered quietly, "You're quite good at catching fish, Nier."

Xiaocao took out a pheasant from the basket and asked, "Auntie, is it convenient to kill a chicken here?"

Wang Yuanyuan's mother and the two masters next to the stove were stunned.

"Nier, did you catch the chicken?"

"What about this cow? He can even catch pheasants."

The grass said, "Its wings seemed to be injured and it couldn't fly, so I caught it."

One of the old masters usually took good care of Xiaocao. Knowing that the chicken was for her and her younger siblings to nourish their bodies, he said, "There's hot water in the pot next to it. You can use it."

After thanking him, Xiaocao picked up the knife and cut the chicken's neck without hesitation. After draining the blood, he plucked the feathers with hot water.

The people around were stunned.

"Nier, your skill in killing chickens is pretty good. It's much faster than before."

Everyone in the countryside knows how to kill chickens, and the original owner can do it too. He had killed chickens many times when he was helping in the kitchen.

While Wang Yuanyuan's mother was away, the master said he would help Xiaocao fry the chicken.

When Xiaohua came home from school, she jumped for joy when she saw chicken in the bowl.

Xiaocao put the chicken legs and wings into her bowl: "Eat slowly."

The chicken mixed with the salty and fragrant soup soaked the noodles underneath. Xiaohua's mouth was full of oil while eating, and she even licked up every last bit of soup.

"Is it delicious?" Xiaocao asked.

Xiaohua nodded desperately.

The old chef who was preparing the lunch saw this and said with a smile, "Hua Ni'er, you haven't eaten meat in a long time, right?"

Xiaohua was still a little timid when she saw someone she didn't know, and looked up at him.

Xiao Cao picked up a piece of chicken for the master: "Uncle, try one."

The old master wanted to refuse, but Xiaocao put it directly into his bowl.

The pheasant was not big and didn't have much meat on it. He watched Xiaocao pick out a chicken leg and a few pieces of good meat and put them in a separate box, saying that they were for her brother. He gave the other chicken leg and wing to his sister, who didn't eat much herself.

"You don't have much meat on you, eat the rest quickly."