The two couldn't help but look over, and that face wasn't much different from how it looked now.
Even the youngest daughter whispered, "Mom, that child looks just like my brother."
"Don't talk nonsense, that's not your brother," the woman yelled.
"Dad, let me see, I want to see too." The little boy struggled in the man's arms.
The man covered the little boy's eyes and said gruffly, "What are you looking at? That's a child trafficker who specializes in deceiving children. Didn't I tell you? You can't believe anything a stranger says."
Human trafficker Ata: "..."
Damn it!
The buyer actually taught the child he bought to be wary of human traffickers?
The score is ridiculously outrageous!
Xiao Yin pouted: "Brother Ata, they're so shameless, can I beat them up?"
Ata whispered, "I'll hammer it later, and I'll remind you then."
Ata appeared in front of the man, grinned at him, and then swiftly broke both of his arms before snatching Li Jiahao away.
"What are you doing? Let go of my son!"
The woman reached out to grab it, but Ata kicked her away.
Ata said, "What are you doing? Snatching a child? That's how your cousin snatched him from his grandma's arms. I'll show you right here."
"Dad, Mom..." The two girls cried as they went to help them up.
Li Jiahao was also quite frightened and struggled in Ata's grasp.
Ata held him down: "Those aren't your parents. They bought you from human traffickers. Your parents and grandma are still looking for you. And your name isn't Liu Qing, it's Li Jiahao."
After saying that, Ata shoved the missing person poster into his face.
"Take a good look, is this you? Can you read? If not, I'll read it to you."
"I...I can read. I'm seven years old and in second grade."
Li Jiahao retorted, unconvinced.
Ata was speechless: "You're eight years old, honey. If you hadn't gotten lost, you should be in third grade by now. They must have lied about your age."
Li Jiahao held the missing person notice and looked at it.
The man's arm was twisted unnaturally, and he was sweating profusely from the pain, but he still wanted to pounce on Li Jiahao and take him away.
"Give me back my son, or else I..."
Ata spread his hands: "Otherwise, you can call the police and say I'm a human trafficker who tried to kidnap your son. I won't run away; I'll just wait here for the police to come and arrest me."
The man froze.
How could he dare to call the police?
Once the police notice Liu Qing, it's all over.
Enraged, he yelled at the mother and her two daughters, "What are you standing there for? Go and snatch my son back!"
The eldest daughter didn't move, nor would she allow her younger sister to move. She grabbed the woman who was trying to pounce on her and said, "Since you say your brother is your child, why don't you call the police if someone tries to take him away?"
The woman was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes, and she didn't know how to answer the question.
The eldest daughter said disappointedly, "So he was right, you really did buy my brother. How could you... how could you do such a vicious thing?"
She knew her younger brother wasn't her biological son and subconsciously assumed he was adopted, never expecting he was actually bought from human traffickers.
The woman raised her hand and slapped her eldest daughter, angrily saying, "You think you're all grown up now, daring to lecture your parents? I've wasted my life raising such an ungrateful wretch."
Ata, tsk tsk, the eldest daughter of this family is a good girl who knows right from wrong. It's a pity that these two idiots don't know how to cherish her and are only eyeing the two ounces of flesh between their legs.
The man didn't dare to confront Ata head-on. Seeing that Xiao Yin was standing there so small, he endured the pain and rushed over to grab one of Xiao Yin's arms.
"Give me back my son, or you can forget about taking your sister away."
The woman abandoned her eldest daughter and rushed over to grab Xiao Yin's other arm: "That's right, let my son go right now."
The eldest daughter looked at her parents' shameless faces, her eyes shifting from disappointment to indifference, and finally she gave a sarcastic twitch at the corner of her mouth.
Forget it, they don't expect anything from her anyway, so she can just be an ingrate and let them do whatever they want.
Ata looked at Xiao Yin, who was being "kidnapped" by the couple. Xiao Yin's eyes sparkled, silently asking him, "Can we hammer now?"
Ata raised his chin: "Go ahead and hammer, but don't hammer him to death."
Xiao Yin gently struggled and said, "I know."
Amidst their terrified gazes, Xiao Yin took out a small hammer and began smashing them until they screamed in agony.
Ata looked at the two crying girls, snapped his fingers, and they instantly fainted and fell asleep.
If these two girls weren't so young and it wouldn't be so pitiful for them to become orphans, Ata would have let Xiao Yin beat those two idiots to death.
Li Jiahao's face turned pale as the two people's screams stirred up memories he had long forgotten.
He seemed to have screamed like that before, but he was too scared to remember.
He told Ata, and Ata touched his forehead with his hand, and then he remembered everything.
By the time he was three years old, he already had memories.
He thought of his beloved grandparents, the sweet soup his grandmother used to make, and how he was taken away from them.
When he first arrived here, he cried all day long, wanting to go home, wanting to find his grandparents, and refusing to call strangers "Dad" and "Mom".
Then he was locked in a dark room, where he suffered from hunger and cold, and was bitten by rats.
He was so scared that he cried for a long, long time, and eventually developed a high fever. When he woke up, he remembered nothing.
Thinking of all this, Li Jiahao seemed to turn back into that three-year-old toddler. He cried and said to Ata:
"My name isn't Liu Qing, it's Li Jiahao. I want to go home. I want my grandparents, I want my mom and dad, boohoo..."
Ata wiped away his tears: "Don't cry, your brother will take you back in a little while."
"Stop fighting, Xiao Yin, let's go."
"Okay, coming."
Xiao Yin stopped, and the two men were left with bruises and swelling, covered in injuries.
The man's three legs were smashed to a pulp, leaving him lying on the ground unable to move.
Seeing that their son was about to be taken away, the two panicked. The man lay on his stomach and the woman knelt down, pleading incessantly.
The man was almost fainting from the pain, but he was still struggling in his death throes: "You can't take him away. He's my only son. I've spent so much money on him. He's my son."
Ata sneered, "Bullshit! This is someone else's son. What does it have to do with you? You have money but don't spend it on your own child. You're an idiot and you won't admit it."
The woman knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly: "Please, don't take him away. We haven't mistreated him all these years. We've worked hard to earn money to support him and given him all the good things."
My daughter has never drunk milk, but he gets to drink it every day. Even as his adoptive parents, we love and care for him with all our hearts.
Ata was speechless: "How shameless of you! Who told you to raise them? Can't their parents afford to raise them?"
You stole someone's only child, causing their family to be torn apart and ruined, and you think you're so great? You should save your money and go see a psychiatrist.
"Also, let me correct your wording."
Ata said, enunciating each word clearly, "You are not foster parents, you are buyers, you are thieves."
To make the two give up, Ata asked Li Jiahao, "Li Jiahao, do you want to go home or stay here? The choice is yours."
While saying he could let the kid choose for himself, Ata was actually thinking that if the brat dared to say he wanted to stay, he would knock him out and take him away.
The woman looked at Li Jiahao through tears: "Xiaoqing, think about how your parents have treated you since you were little. We love you the most, you know that. Please stay, okay?"
Li Jiahao rubbed his eyes, and Ata glanced at him sideways, clenching his fist.
“My parents will not lock me in a dark room, will not let me go hungry or cold, and will not watch me get bitten by rats.”
“My name is not Liu Qing, my name is Li Jiahao. My grandma says I am the pride of the whole family.”
He cried out, "I want to go home."
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