Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
Her speech was heavily accented with dialect, but Song Yan and the others still understood her.
Song Yan: "Are you talking about Yan Jincui's house?"
"Everyone in this village has the surname Yan. If you're looking for someone with the surname Yan, you've come to the right place." The old woman's hair was already gray, and she seemed to have poor eyesight.
"The woman I asked, surnamed Yan, only has two daughters and no sons. Moreover, her eldest daughter sacrificed her life for the country," Song Yan said.
"You mean Daya? Why are you asking about her family? Are you from the city?" The old lady suddenly stood up excitedly. Her eyesight was indeed not very good, so she reached out to touch the figure in front of her.
Song Yan instinctively and deftly dodged the old woman's hand. However, not knowing what the old woman meant by those words, she remained silent.
The old woman got a little anxious when she couldn't catch the person. "Aren't you government employees? If you are, you have to stand up for the people!"
They not only spent Daya's life-saving money, but they also sold Erya!
"Are you government employees? Please have mercy on us!" The old woman said, about to kneel down.
Wei Aiguo grabbed the old woman, but she didn't kneel down. "Explain yourself clearly. Who is Daya? And who is Erya?"
The old woman's mouth trembled slightly as she spoke, her voice trembling with emotion. "Da Ya went to join the army and died for the country. The money the country gave her was all taken by her uncle, but those heartless people still wouldn't give up. They sold Er Ya to a man in his thirties."
Er Ya's parents disagreed, and today they came to take her away!
Are you government employees? Please have mercy and save the child!
"I'm kneeling before you!" The old woman tried to kneel again, her withered hands gripping Wei Aiguo tightly. "Please, save Er Ya! She's only 16!"
Wei Aiguo and Song Yan exchanged a glance, then left the old lady behind and headed in the direction where the people had gathered.
"Go north, hurry up and go north! Her house is at the far north!" the old lady shouted from behind.
“…If you dare hit my mother again, I’ll die right here!” A thin little girl held a knife to her neck.
A large crowd had gathered around. A man and a woman were being held captive by several burly men.
The women's hair was disheveled, and they were all dressed in patched-up clothes, looking utterly wretched.
“...If you don’t obediently go with them today, I’ll beat your parents to death!” a man shouted.
Song Yan: "Find a chance to save them!"
Song Yan jumped onto a wall and took out a camera with film already loaded. Her intention was to gather evidence.
Amidst the clamor and cries, the clicking of cameras went unnoticed.
Song Yan tried several different angles and positions. His skills were really not good; he had learned everything on the spot. But as long as the film wasn't exposed, he could still get the gist of the situation.
The man being beaten was now kneeling on the ground. "Please, I beg you, my eldest daughter is dead, she's my only remaining girl, please spare her!"
"You all took all of Da Ya's compensation money; I didn't take a single penny. Is that not enough?"
Wei Aiguo held a pebble in his hand, ready to knock it away if the girl's knife stabbed him. He was confident he could snatch the knife away, but he didn't want to get too close to other women.
After taking the photos, Song Yan jumped off the wall.
Wei Aiguo: "Go around from behind and see if you can snatch the knife from the girl's hand!"
"...Father and his family are beasts, don't beg anymore! If I die, then sue them! They're the ones who drove people to their deaths!"
Several other people were around the little girl, trying to snatch her knife, but they couldn't get close.
"Let me tell you, you surnamed Yan, we've been paid! We want living people, not corpses!"
If the person dies, you have to refund my money…
Because the knife had cut her skin, there was already blood under the girl's neck.
Like an arrow released from a bow, Song Yan rushed up from behind and grabbed the girl's wrist, and the knife was in Song Yan's hand.
They didn't even consider what Song Yan did; seeing the knife taken away, they wanted to rush up and snatch him away.
With Song Yan around, how could they possibly get close?
The three men who rushed at her, especially the one in front, looked to be in their forties. They kept calling the young girl "wife" for a long time, saying things like, "I've already spent money on you, you're mine," and so on.
Song Yan kicked him the hardest. If he wasn't afraid of getting into trouble, Song Yan would have kicked him to death.
"Who are you? How dare you come to our village and beat people up?" These were the words of the man who had just assaulted someone. He didn't take Song Yan, a delicate and frail girl, seriously at all.
"Yan Jincui told me in a dream that I should save her sister. I had the same dream for three days in a row, so I came here!"
"You guys are really something! You can't even let the dead rest in peace!" Song Yan said this deliberately. Although there's a crackdown on the promotion of superstition these days, such words are especially effective in more backward villages.
Song Yan and Wei Aiguo are certainly skilled enough to escape. But what about Yang Jincui's parents and sister? They need to be considered as well.
I don't know what their plans are.
Besides, Song Yan didn't want to get into a group fight unless absolutely necessary. Did he really think he could kill any of them?
Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.
The man, who looked to be in his forties, was not only kicked down by Song Yan, but also trampled underfoot, all while crying and wailing, "Is there any justice in this world? I paid money and I still got beaten up!"
"You just say you spent money, do you have any proof?" Song Yan asked.
"Yes..." The man spoke very quickly because he was in pain and scared. Song Yan didn't hear him clearly.
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