My Sand Sculpture Boss

.There are crude calendars, handwritten notes, and a few blurred old photos.

The most conspicuous among them was an old newspaper spread out, with irregular yellow stains on the paper.It devoted a lot of space to the story of a plane crash.

None of the passengers survived.

Wang Xiangqian put the box containing the scarf next to the newspaper, and then left the house to deliver the next gift.

The next gift is a bit special. It is the singing voice of a little girl who fell to her death due to mischief, which is saved in the mobile phone.

She's giving it to her grandma.

Wang Xiangqian found the address provided by the little girl, and after entering the door, he saw the old man resting in bed.Her mental state is not very good, her eyes are half-opened, and her cheeks are sickly red.The old man seemed to have sensed Wang Xiangqian's presence, and asked dreamily, "Who is it?"

Knowing that she would not see him, Wang Xiangqian walked up to her silently, and put the mobile phone playing the girl's singing on the bedside table.

The girl sang the song "Little Star" with a childish voice.

She said, "Grandma, don't cry, it's not your fault."

But her grandma couldn't hear it.It is difficult to communicate between the yin and yang realms, and the sound is recorded by a mobile phone, so it is just a small sound that is hard to detect when it reaches the ears of a living person.The old man is also getting older, and he can't hear the comfort of his granddaughter.

Accompanied by the singing that she could not hear, she gradually fell asleep.

Wang Xiangqian let out a long sigh, and went to the next house with No. 08.By the time all the gifts and wishes were delivered, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.Wang Xiangqian followed Qingfu, holding the paper lantern made by Huihunxiang, walking towards the bookstore.Walking near Xinghua Road, he saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The girl has straight and long hair, wears a long skirt with short sleeves, and has a small mole at the corner of her mouth.Her bare arms were covered with hideous scars, interlaced one after another, making her originally white skin look like a dry and cracked yellow earth, and every inch was silently crying out for pain.

The girl noticed Wang looking forward, and subconsciously pulled down her sleeves to cover the wound.However, the sleeves are too short and there are too many wounds, making this action redundant.She looked a little embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly.

Wang Xiangqian had never seen a girl with so many wounds, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you been bullied by your family?"

The girl's face froze, and she shook her head vigorously: "No! No!" Her body shook slightly because of trembling, like a candle that kept flickering in the wind and could be extinguished at any time.The girl took a deep breath, and slowly clenched her hands into fists, "I... I was accidentally sold to a small mountain village, and I'm looking for my way home."

"Where is your home?" Wang Xiangqian could imagine what happened to the girl, so he stopped asking to avoid hurting her. "The road to Huangquan is not easy. I have a green clam here that can take you home."

The green clam came close to the girl, and its tail shone like a firefly.She reached out her hand curiously, as if she wanted to touch it.The green clam landed lightly on her index finger, and held up a small note with its front paw: "Go home"

Behind the word "go home" is a small peach heart.

"Go home." The girl was amused by it, "Please help me find the way home."

Wang Xiangqian was worried that only the previous experience had left a psychological shadow on the girl, and he was afraid that she would think too much, so he glanced at the soul-returning incense inside the paper lantern, and it could last for a long time: "I will lend you the green clam, and I will make up with you if you don't." You go together."

"It's okay." The girl summoned up the courage to repeat again, "It's okay, I'm dead anyway, and if I become a ghost, I won't be afraid of being trafficked again. Uncle, let's go to my house and have a look. You're the first person I've met since I've been walking for so long... What a ghost."

Wang Xiangqian found something wrong in these few words of the girl. He is not a ghost, to be precise, he has entered a state of out-of-body state.The girl said that she only saw him along the way. Does it mean that the girl is actually still alive?

He wasn't sure, so he decided to ask the people in the bookstore when he got back.

The green clam shone brightly, leading the two of them through the gray mist.After about 15 minutes, I came to the girl's house.Her parents were away, and the house was quiet and empty.

The girl led Wang Xiangqian and Qingfu to visit her home and introduced each room to them.She came to her small bedroom and pointed to the wall where many awards and certificates were hung: "Uncle, am I super good?"

Wang Xiangqian smiled. He saw Zhang's honorary certificate of No.1 in the mathematics competition: "It's super amazing. My partner likes students like you, who are both good in character and learning."

"Uncle, are you dating a teacher?"

"In the past, he taught mathematics very well, and his handwriting was beautiful. When I was in high school, he was at the same table as me, and he taught me mathematics, even though I didn't learn very well."

"That's great, you must be very happy?"

"Yes, very happy."

Wang Xiangqian saw Zhang's award certificate for the dance competition again: "Can you still dance?"

"Yes." The girl said and took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Wang.She raised her right arm, raised her chin slightly, and made a simple movement, as graceful as a white swan.

The girl beat herself to time and did a short dance.

Wang Xiangqian couldn't help applauding: "It looks good."

"Thank you." The girl laughed, but she saw the wounds and scars left on her body in a blink of an eye. Although she was smiling, she didn't see the slightest joy, full of bitterness and sourness.

She laughed and cried like that, and said intermittently: "No. 13 four months ago, I came home from school at noon and met an uncle on the way. He is a foreigner and said that he couldn't find the way to the train station. Road, I want to help lead the way."

"I saw that he was about to cry in anxiety. I thought the train station was not far from home anyway, so it would be good to help him. I didn't expect that when I passed by a small alley, four or five people came out of it and tied me to a car. On the white van. I realized that I had been tricked by that honest-looking uncle, and I struggled hard, but was still taken away by them."

"I kept crying in the car. I wanted to go home. I missed my parents. They were still waiting for me. Shouldn't I trust others? Would I be deceived if I believed in others?" The girl wiped her tears, "I I was locked in a small room, and there were seven or eight trafficked people in the small room. There was also a little girl named Xiaoqi, who was only five or six years old, and was crying all the time. I asked her where her home was. She said she didn't know, she was sent by her parents."

"Beast." Wang Xiangqian gripped the wooden pole of the paper lantern hard, his knuckles turned white.

"I saw that Xiaoqi was crying uncomfortably, so I gave her the doll bear I hid in my schoolbag. That little bear was my birthday present, given by my classmate. It was abducted and sold on my birthday, how ironic." The girl said, "Xiaoqi called me elder sister, because we only ate a few steamed buns every day and couldn't get enough to eat. She would also secretly hide the second half. At night, she stuffed it to me when no one was looking, and said that she would ask for it when she went out. Invite me to a big meal."

"I knew that the chance of leaving was slim, but I still agreed to her."

"I was imprisoned for seven or eight days, and then I was taken to a van. After changing hands many times, they sold me to a remote village as a wife to a man in his 30s."

"In the beginning, people from their family came to persuade me, telling me to settle down and live with that man, and to have a son with him in the future, and said that they would treat me well. I think this is really ridiculous. I learned in school So much knowledge, so many certificates, and finally sold to a mountain village to give birth to a son? I have my own parents, and I obviously live well in my own home..."

"I pretended to be obedient and obeyed their words. In the evening, while they were not paying attention, I ran out of the man's house. At that time, I only had one thought in my mind, which was to leave that terrible place as soon as possible. I kept running and didn’t dare to stop. I ran to a small river and saw a fat aunt squatting and washing clothes. I didn’t have any money on me, so I wanted to ask her for help.”

"I said: 'Auntie, I was trafficked, help me, I want to go home, my family will pay me.' The fat aunt took a look at me, suddenly caught me, and taught me: "You belong to the third family, right? He is old and saved a lot of money to have a wife. It's not easy for him. I don't do this kind of thing that makes people cut off children and grandchildren! The third person is not bad, you are all If it’s sold, let’s just settle down, why do you still want to run away? You really don’t know what’s good and what’s wrong.’”

The girl slowly sat on the ground, holding her knees with both hands, curling up into a small ball: "I remembered a movie I watched before, about a woman who was trafficked into a mountain village, how she repaid her grievances with virtue and voluntarily The story of staying in the mountains and becoming a teacher in a mountain village. I don’t know why this kind of thing can still be made into a movie and praised everywhere. It’s really talking about benevolence and morality, but in fact it’s full of cannibalism. I don’t feel moved, I just feel Poor. The teacher who stayed in Dashan, she can have a better life."

"However, this kind of perverted moral kidnapping also fell on me. It is not easy to buy my man with money, is it easy for me? If he saves money to buy me, I have to live with him and be grateful? Then I What is it? He is a human being, so I am not human? I am so wronged... The man behind led a lot of people to chase me, and he started beating me and scolding me in front of them. The others were Watching the excitement from the sidelines, he didn’t stop him. There were several children there, including boys and girls. I didn’t know that such a place existed in this world, where everyone was indifferent, and even the children were accomplices. "

She cried loudly: "I was wrong, I shouldn't trust people."

Wang Xiangqian didn't know how to comfort the girl who was emotionally broken. He squatted down, stretched out his hand and slowly wiped away the tears on the girl's face, and said softly, "You've gone home now, and you're safe. If those beasts dare to If they come after you to bully you, uncle will beat them up for you, to the point of death."

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of them anymore." The girl raised her head, her eyes were red from crying, she stared at Wang Xiangqian, "I'm a ghost, I'm not afraid...I walked all the way back to Qizhou, I know where that small village is, I I still remember the faces and license plate numbers of several human traffickers, they not only bullied me as a girl. I have a good memory, but I also have a small mind and hold grudges, and I want to see these bastards get retribution."

"Okay, uncle will help you."

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☆, a promise (6)

Sun Qian is 17 years old this year. She did not finish high school and dropped out of school to work in other places.Her parents are honest farmers, and there is a younger sister in the family.

Sun Qian saw that the little sisters around her went to work in the city, and they could earn 3000 yuan a month.She envied them this kind of life, and clamored to go out to work to make money.

She and her little sisters worked as waiters in restaurants.One day, a guest was drunk, and thought that Sun Qian was serving food too slowly and gave her a hard time.Sun Qian felt wronged and resigned in a fit of anger.

Sun Qian was looking for a job outside, and a "warm-hearted" elder sister told her that a nearby textile factory was recruiting young people, and the salary was very good.Sun Qian listened to her heart, and asked her eldest sister about the textile factory.The eldest sister was very enthusiastic. Seeing that Sun Qian looked unfamiliar, she took the initiative to lead her to have a look.

Sun Qian was overjoyed, she didn't think much, and followed her elder sister towards the "textile factory".About half an hour later, the eldest sister took her to a remote suburb, where the weeds grew to the height of half a person.She didn't see any textile factory, only an old white van not far away.

It was too late for Sun Qian to realize that something was wrong.She was frightened and wanted to run away, but four or five middle-aged men quickly got out of the van, pushed her down to the ground, and tied her up firmly with the rope she had prepared.

She started crying and begging: "You guys let me go...I, I'll give you money...!"

"8 yuan, can you get it out?" One of the men looked at her presumptuously, and smiled maliciously, "Let you go? What will I eat if I let you go?"

So animals can laugh too, she thought.

Sun Qian wanted to say something more, but her mouth was covered by a large group of rags, and she couldn't even utter a word, let alone a syllable.

Satisfied with Sun Qian's forced and irresistible tranquility, these people took her into the car.During the period, they force-fed her some white pills similar to sleeping pills. She was in a daze and didn't know which direction the car was going. When she woke up, she was locked in a small room.

There was a window in the room, which was opened near the roof, and a few rays of light leaked through it, which was as small as a ventilation hole.

Sun Qian moved her numb hands and feet and found that she was not tied.She stood up and tried to pull the doorknob twice, but no matter how hard she tried, the red-painted iron door remained motionless.

She was so panicked that she didn't know what to do, it was difficult to stay rational in this situation, she just wanted to make some noise to attract the attention of the people around her.Sun Qian slammed on the iron gate a few times and asked loudly, "Is anyone there?"

Immediately afterwards, there was a curse from outside the door: "Bitch! Are you fucking?"

Sun Qian was so frightened that she slowly sat on the ground leaning against the iron gate.Helplessness, fear, resentment...all kinds of emotions came to my heart at the same time, and Sun Qian cried sadly.However, she didn't dare to cry loudly, she covered her mouth, occasionally one or two small whimpers leaked from between her fingers.

Sun Qian faintly heard people calling outside, laughed loudly, and said, "The product is very good, the price is so much..." She felt like a little bird locked in a cage with a clearly marked price. white rat.

Maybe not even a guinea pig.

Sun Qian knows what kind of situation she is in now. When she was a child, her mother always threatened her: "Run around again! If you run around again, the traffickers will catch you in the mountains and make you a fool's wife!"

Now she was really caught, and even imagined what that "fool" looked like.He would laugh and say: "Who is married is not married, and who has a son is not born? If I buy a dog and give it two bites to eat, it will please me. I bought you, and I will eat and drink for you. It's my life, pretending to be a chaste woman!"

She remembered a piece of news a few years ago in which a trafficked woman became a local moving figure because she became a teacher in a mountain village.The mountain village teacher also accepted his family and voluntarily stayed.

Praise suffering on the soil of ignorance, and create a scene of prosperity that deceives itself and others.

Instead of glory, I only see pity.

Sun Qian bent her legs, buried her head in her knees, and pressed her nails hard on the rough concrete floor.At this time, she was terrified, afraid that she would be trafficked like a cow to some unknown mountain village, suffer inhuman abuse, fear that she would get used to such a life, lose the will to be "Sun Qian", and never escape again. no.

When Sun Qian was thinking wildly, suddenly, there was a "cracking" sound outside the iron gate.She heard the panicked voices of several traffickers. They shouted loudly, as if they had seen something incredible.

Gradually, the outside became quiet.

The iron door opened outward with a bang.

Sun Qian didn't understand what happened, so she turned her head to look, but saw several human traffickers lying on the ground staggered, with bruised noses and swollen faces, and one of them had a frying pan on his head.