Chapter 4092: After being trafficked, I became a village tyrant (5)
Chapter 4092 After being trafficked, I became a village tyrant (5)
After listening to this, Hu’s second child took a couple of mouthfuls with ‘Papa Papa’, “This person is going to waste and the money is spent.
Wang Guizhi also felt that the money for buying a lady-in-law was going to be lost, "I'll go and see."
【Host, or let's run quietly now! This place is not a good place, there is no good person. 】
444 told Su Qiao about the situation in the main house.
"Don't go, it's so fun here, why should I go in a hurry?"
Su Qiao’s strength came back a lot, but she didn’t plan to leave just like that.
Chop off the wood on the small window and get out through the small window.
She decided to visit this small mountain village first and get familiar with the terrain.
Not long after walking by the vegetable field, I saw a lot of people surrounded by family members.
[There is a woman named Xiaolian who just gave birth to a child, and she is bleeding badly and is no longer able to do so, but the family is still outside calling her useless, only giving birth to a girl in his family. 】
[This little lotus was only eighteen years old, and was only seventeen when she was abducted and sold. She was tossed by the people so that people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and now she died of dystocia. A poor little girl experienced this. What an inhuman torture, it's gone, this place is really not a place for people to stay, let's finish our revenge and leave early! 】
Su Qiao did not reply, but while the people in front were still talking, quietly stepped in from the wall of the courtyard behind, and quickly approached the **** room.
quietly tore open a little old newspaper stuck on the window, and glanced inside.
There was an oil lamp in the room, and a light bulb with a maximum of 30 watts was suspended on the beam of the room. The light was not bad.
Except for the dying woman lying on the bed, who has only air intake and no breath, there is only a small baby wrapped casually and placed in a wooden cradle not far from the bed.
The midwife in charge of delivering the baby probably discovered her condition and went out to talk to the host family about it.
Su Qiao thought for a while, and quietly touched in through the door on one side.
She wanted to see if she could save the poor woman, but she felt her pulse and heartbeat, and realized that it was too late.
took a look at the quilt and found that all the quilt under her body was soaked in blood.
"Help……"
The woman may be obsessed with too deep, or she is returning to the light. At this time, a small gap is miraculously opened, and her cold and feeble hand tries to lift it up, loosening the grip of the palm.
Su Qiao grasped her hand, picked up the small cloth bag she held tightly in the palm of her hand, quickly opened it and took a look, and found that inside was a gray-white cloth strip with the name, address and phone number written on it.
is probably written with a charcoal stick, and every stroke has been portrayed countless times, so the color is very strong.
"I see. I will notify your family to come and take your bones back."
The woman's eyes lit up, and then soon became dim and irrelevant, and her mouth opened silently, as if she was saying thank you.
"Do you want your child to be taken away with your parents?"
The woman slowly rolled her eyes, looked in the direction of the cradle, and then shook her head weakly.
Probably for this child, she has hatred and love, it feels very complicated!
"Okay, let her stay here. What kind of person she will become and how she will live depends on her."
After Su Qiao finished speaking, she realized that the woman was dead. She opened her eyes and stared in the direction of the child, leaving this world with full of pain and vicissitudes of life.
(End of this chapter)
