Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

The old wooden door in front of me creaked open, and an old lady in her seventies stood trembling at the door and asked, "Who is it?"

Chu Xingman was stunned for a moment. The old lady didn't seem to be in good health. If she told her the truth, would she be so angry that she would faint?

Zhang Hui had no scruples. When she found this place with the child in her arms, she used her spiritual sense to take a quick look. The girl had fallen into a coma due to postpartum hemorrhage.

Time is life, there is no time to waste here. But after looking at the old lady's body, the words on the tip of his tongue changed: "Grandma, your granddaughter has made an appointment with us to go out together, is she home?"

The old lady looked up at the two of them, slowly made way for them, and said leisurely, "She's at home. She doesn't go out lately, and she only goes to school for a few days and then takes a few days off. If you have a good relationship with her, you should try to persuade her."

"Don't worry, grandma. We will definitely help her!" Chu Xingman agreed readily.

As soon as he entered the yard, Zhang Hui's sensitive nose smelled a faint smell of blood. The closer he got to the girl's room, the more obvious the smell of blood became.

The moment the old lady opened the door of the girl's bedroom, even Chu Xingman smelled it.

"Hey, girl, why are you still sleeping? You won't even get up even though the sun is shining on your butt!" The old lady's tone was filled with doting and a little bit of anger.

"Baozhen, wake up, your friend is looking for you!" The girl was wrapped in a thick quilt, motionless.

Chu Xingman took two or three steps over the random debris on the ground and pulled away the quilt covering her head.

Sure enough, as soon as the quilt was lifted, the smell of blood hit my nose.

The girl lying on the bed was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her tender face was as pale as paper and bloodless. Her eyes were closed and she was unconscious.

The grandmother was shocked. She reached out and touched her granddaughter's forehead and face, and said to herself, "She doesn't have a fever. What's wrong?"

"Don't waste time, Xingman, carry her on your back. The alley is narrow and it's hard for the ambulance to get in. Let's wait at the entrance of the alley." Zhang Hui made a prompt decision.

When the old lady saw the pool of blood under her granddaughter, her eyes went dark and she almost fainted. She changed her granddaughter's clothes with trembling hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chu Xingman didn't waste any words. He bent down, gritted his teeth, carried Baozhen on his back and left.

Zhang Hui walked out while holding the child in his arms, asking, "Grandma, is there anyone else at home? Where are Baozhen's parents?"

When she mentioned this, the old lady burst into tears: "Her father died in a car accident when she was four years old."

"Her mother vowed to stay with the child at first, but a few years later, she secretly found a boyfriend and remarried. In the end, we were left alone to depend on each other."

Zhang Hui said hesitantly: "Grandma, do you know if Baozhen has any good friends? Male ones!"

The last two words were spoken with difficulty, for she was afraid of scaring the old lady.

Unexpectedly, the old lady was not surprised at all. She just sighed helplessly and said, "This child is getting more and more ignorant as he grows older. He hangs out with some bad people all day long. I knew something would happen!"

"I don't know whether she has a boyfriend or not. She's grown up now and I can't control her anymore."

Zhang recalled: His father died and his mother remarried, no wonder Baozhen is so young and doesn't learn well. Alas, this is also a poor child.

"Then do you know that Baozhen is pregnant?" Seeing that the old lady adapted well, Zhang Hui went straight to the point.

The old lady was stunned, and suddenly remembered her granddaughter's bleeding just now. She said with a bitter mouth: "Baozhen, did you have a miscarriage just now?"

"No, she gave birth." Zhang Hui unzipped the chain of his cotton jacket to show her. The little baby in his arms was protected by spiritual energy and was sleeping soundly.

Baozhen's grandmother's eyes turned red: "This...is this my Baozhen's child?"

When she opened the door and saw these two female students, they were dressed neatly and beautifully, with the elegant temperament unique to scholars. They were not the same kind of people as Baozhen, and she thought they were trying to trick her.

Later, when he looked down and saw that the girl was pregnant, he thought that this was right. But he didn't expect that it was Baozhen's child hidden in her arms.

"Grandma, don't get excited. My classmates and I picked up this child from the trash can. We followed the blood trail to your house."

"I originally wanted to find the child's mother to argue with her, but Baozhen fainted. The child was severely frozen, and we have to go to the hospital for a checkup later."

The old lady's heart tightened instantly, and she urged, "Quick, go to the hospital quickly, how could Baozhen be so cruel?"

Just as they reached the entrance of the alley, an ambulance drove into the pedestrian street with its siren blaring.

Chu Xingman placed Baozhen on the stretcher, breathlessly. Zhang Hui handed the child to the nurse who came with the car. The little guy was protected by her spiritual energy, so there would be no big problem.

The old lady got in the car, with a grateful look on her face: "You are all good children. Which school do you go to? I have to tell your teacher and praise you well."

Zhang Hui and Chu Xingman smiled at each other and said in unison: "No need!"

The ambulance roared away, carrying the old lady and her hope straight to the hospital.

Fortunately, they rushed to the hospital in time, as Baozhen suffered hemorrhagic shock and almost died.

As for the child, he was lucky enough to be fine. He warmed up and his body was no longer bruised.

After hearing what the doctor said, the old lady prayed for the Buddha's blessing. When she thought of the child, she couldn't stop smiling. The Xu family had an heir!

She doesn't care how the child came about or who the father is, as long as the child is Baozhen's.

A week later, Chu Xingman brought Zhang Hui to the alley again.

Seeing that it was the two of them, the old lady was so happy that her wrinkles disappeared: "Come in."

Baozhen was awake at this time, and the old lady took good care of her. In just a few days, her face became rosy and shiny again.

The child was not with her, and the old lady said, "She is still a child herself, and I am the one who feeds her at night, so I won't let her stay in this room."

Zhang Hui thought to himself: The old lady is on guard, afraid that her granddaughter will abandon her great-grandson again.

Baozhen saw two strangers entering the house and ignored them. The old lady enthusiastically brought them drinks and fruits for them to eat.

"Grandma, please stop working and take a rest. We will get it ourselves." Chu Xingman couldn't bear to see the old lady, at her age, still having to take care of her children and grandchildren.

The old lady smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you are all young people and should be easy to talk to. I won't disturb you." Then she left the house.

As soon as the old lady left the room, Baozhen's expression changed instantly and she said coldly, "Who told you to save that evil creature?"

Chu Xingman smacked her lips: He must have learned the skill of face-changing. She couldn't help but retort: ​​"Who told you to throw the child into the trash can? If you had thrown it far away, we wouldn't have met."

Xu Baozhen choked. She had just given birth and was exhausted. She thought that in this weather, the baby would soon freeze to death, and throwing it in the trash can would be the easiest thing to do.

Who would have thought that someone would be so nosy as to come to my house and let my grandma know about it.

"Didn't you see it?" Zhang Hui said lightly.

Xu Baozhen wondered, "What did you see?"

"The smile on grandma's face." It was like the earth coming back to life and sprouting new buds, hope sprouted in her life again, and she felt like she was reborn.

Xu Baozhen lowered her eyes and remained silent. She did not deny this, anyone with eyes could see it.

"The old lady didn't blame you. You should think more about her in the future. She is so old now."

Chu Xingman couldn't bear to say anything more, so Zhang Hui added: "It's good for the old lady if you are well. As for the child, it's okay if you don't like him, but I'm afraid the old lady will be sad and hurt."

"I was originally planning to sell eggs. The old lady is in poor health and needs to take medicine frequently. Our family is so poor that I am the only one left." A trace of bitterness that only adults can have flashed across Xu Baozhen's childish face.

Zhang Hui and Chu Xingman were shocked, but they both forced themselves to listen to her continue.

"A brother of mine who often played with me said he had connections, but he ended up defrauding me and leaving me with this evil. I wanted to get rid of him but I didn't have the money to do it."

The old lady outside the door covered her mouth tightly, tears already streaming down her face.

Zhang Hui thought: There are old and young in this family, I have to think of a long-term solution to make money to support the family.

Chu Xingman was overwhelmed with sympathy and she wanted to say: It’s okay, my family is rich.

Zhang Hui stopped her from speaking in time: "Baozhen, take care of your health first. Your sister Xingman and I will definitely find a way for you and grandma to make money."

Before leaving, they went to see the child. The child was cleaned up, his red, wrinkled skin had become white and tender, and he was sleeping soundly.

When she went to bed at night, the old lady made the bed and lifted the pillow, only to find five hundred yuan stuffed under the pillow.

She held the money in her hand and tears rolled down her cheeks.