Han Lin and Old Lady Qian tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep.

I didn't fall asleep until dawn.

But before I could fall asleep for a while, there was a knock on the door.

The temperature here is a little lower than that in Suzhou Province.

Wear a light jacket in the morning.

Han Lin put on her coat, rubbed her eyes and opened the door: "Third brother, are you leaving now?"

Qian Lao San saw the red bloodshot in Han Lin's eyes and knew without asking that she didn't get enough rest last night: "I bought some buns. You and mom, two each. After eating, go to the Public Security Bureau to borrow a car."

Han Lin took the bun and said, "Thank you, Third Brother."

After Qian Laosan left, Han Lin put the buns on the table and said, "Mom, I'm going to wash up."

There is no place to wash in the room.

Still going outside.

On the left side there is a large brick trough.

Specially used for washing.

Minutes later.

Han Lin and Old Lady Qian finished eating their buns and were now outside the guesthouse: "Old Third, has your comrade-in-arms gone to work?"

Qian Lao San looked down at his watch and said, "It's almost time, let's go."

A group of people came to the town public security bureau.

Qian Laosan asked the others to wait outside while he went inside to look for someone.

Just when I was about to ask the comrades from the Public Security Bureau, I looked up and saw my comrade: "Liu Hui——"

Liu Hui looked up, his eyes full of surprise: "Why are you here?"

Liu Hui approached Qian Laosan, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him.

Qian Lao San waved his hands and said, "I'm done. I'm here to borrow your bicycles. I need three."

Liu Hui was very self-sufficient and did not ask Qian Lao San what he was going to do with so many cars: "There are only three cars in the entire unit, and one is used for work.

No, I'm going to the farm machinery station to borrow a tractor."

This is the best, but Qian Lao Sanwan is grateful: "Thank you!"

Liu Hui rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, why should I thank you so much?"

Liu Hui is efficient in his work.

After a while, a tractor was borrowed.

Qian Laosan learned to drive in the army.

The tractor is a piece of cake for you.

I tried it and got the hang of it quickly.

Qian Laosan was driving.

Han Lin and the old lady sat in the front.

Mr. Qian and Mr. Qian sat in the back of the trailer.

It takes 40 minutes to drive the tractor to Yanmen Village.

Arrived at the village entrance.

Without waiting for Qian Laosan to stop the car, Han Lin jumped out first. She walked into the village, but there was not a single decent house.

It's either a wooden house or a broken thatched house.

The further you go.

Han Lin felt more and more uncomfortable.

The child she had raised carefully since childhood actually stayed here for a year.

Walk all the way into the village.

Not a single villager saw it.

I wanted to find someone to ask for directions, but no one was there.

Old Mrs. Qian followed behind, saying uncomfortably: "My dear wife, this village is not small, where can we find someone?"

Just as Han Lin was speaking, a group of children suddenly rushed over from the side road, shouting slogans: "Kill the sweeper, kill the sweeper..."

As the slogan fell.

An eight-year-old boy came out dragging a little boy.

At a glance, Mrs. Qian and Han Lin recognized Lele who had been kidnapped a year ago.

Han Lin saw her carefully raised son being abused like this. She rushed over with eyes wide open and slapped the eight-year-old boy twice. Then she hugged the skinny Lele tightly and said, "Lele, Lele, mother finally found you. Lele has suffered."

Han Lin hugged her too tightly, and Lele felt very uncomfortable. She struggled in Han Lin's arms and cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Old Mrs. Qian pulled Han Lin's hand away: "You hurt Lele."

Han Lin finally relaxed a little after regaining her lost child, but she still didn't let Lele leave her arms. Her eyes were red and tears were streaming down: "Lele, I'm your mother. Do you still recognize me?"

Lele is three years old now.

When she was kidnapped, she was only two years old.

At that time, my speech was not very clear, but I could recognize all the members of my family.

Haven't seen you for a year.

The memory is a little fuzzy.

After Han Lin reminded.

The vague memory gradually became clear.

놛wa burst into tears.

It seemed as if she was crying out all the grievances she had suffered this year.

The little guy cried heart-wrenchingly and his cries were earth-shattering.

Han Lin was extremely distressed and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably: "Le Le, don't cry. If you cry, mommy wants to cry too, wuwuwu..."

Old Mrs. Qian also hugged Lele and started crying: "My dear grandson, how come you are so thin? Lele, tell me, who hit you? I will beat them to death!"

The three Qian brothers came over and saw Lele's condition clearly. They clenched their fists, their eyes full of sinister intent, and they wished they could tear the person who bullied Lele into pieces.

"Old Third, go report it to the police."

The third child nodded and said that they must report the case to the police and make the family who bought the child pay the price.

"Brother, I'll go. Let the third brother stay here to protect you." They had just arrived and didn't know whether the people in this village were unruly or not.

What if they are unreasonable?

Leaving the third child here can still give him a shock.

“Can you drive a tractor?”

Qian Laoer had learned it before, but had never driven it on his own, so he was just trying to rush it out: "Give it a try, it should be about the same."

Qian Laosan taught me a little.

Qian Laoer felt that he had mastered it: "I'll do it——"

Qian Lao San stepped aside and handed the home court to Qian Lao Er.

Unexpectedly, he actually let her drive away.

The boy who was slapped by Han Lin wanted to fight back, but when he saw that there were several adults on the other side, he covered his slapped face and went to the field to ask for help: "Mom and Dad, there is a stranger in the village, and that person hit me."

The people of Yanmen Village are very united.

When I heard that people in my village were bullied by outsiders.

He picked up the farm tools in his hand and ran over angrily.

"Who are you? Who told you to beat my child?"

Han Lin wiped the tears from her face and looked at the angry villagers: "Your son bullied my son, so what if I hit him a few times?"

The villagers were confused: "Who is your son?"

When the daughter-in-law from Guiyang, Shenhai, saw Han Lin holding Lele, her heart skipped a beat: "Who are you? Why are you holding my son? Let go!"

Han Lin put Lele into the arms of old lady Qian, rushed over and slapped the woman several times: "Your son? How dare you say that? If you abuse my son, I will beat you to death, you beast!"

The villagers saw this.

Rush up to help.

Qian Lao San quickly grabbed a hoe and kicked the man in the stomach: "Who dares to do it? Try it?"

Qian Laosan had been a soldier, and his aura was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

A roar.

The villagers were instantly shocked.

"You, who are you?" It was obvious at first glance that this person was not someone to be trifled with.

Qian Lao San glanced at the villagers indifferently, then pointed at the noble wife from Shenhai and said, "She is a human trafficker. She kidnapped my nephew. Who do you think I am?"

"What? A human trafficker? Didn't you say you bought it with money? How did you become a human trafficker?"

"You all wear leather shoes. Ordinary families can't afford such shoes. Haigui's family has hit a wall this time!"

The noble daughter-in-law from Shenhai turned pale with fear: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't kidnap your nephew, this is my son, give my son back to me!"