Chapter 344 Tragic Life
Xiong Chuan waved his hands: "It's okay, it's just a slap."
"Old Ren, you sound like a man now! I'm waiting for your good news."
Xie Yi picked up his wine glass and clinked it with the other person.
The meal took more than two hours, and the shells on the table piled up like a small mountain.
After eating and drinking, Lin Xiaotong smelled the seafood scent on her body.
It’s almost marinated, what a happy trouble.
Run outside to catch some air and get rid of the smell.
At this point, many people have eaten leisurely and returned home with full stomachs.
Ren Dongqing drank too much that night and got drunk. Perhaps because he was overwhelmed with grief, he lay on the table and cried loudly.
Xiong Chuan and Xie Yi comforted him.
They had to go back to the store to work the next day, so Amin and Nana went back first holding hands.
She walked back and forth on the street alone, her hair flying, standing under the light.
One person saw the whole face in the darkness, his pupils slightly dilated.
The next second, heart-wrenching screams filled his ears and the man ran forward.
"Sister Tong? Sister Tong! Help! Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"What are you yelling for, kid?
I hired you to work, provided you with food and drink, and you still have the nerve to cry for help?"
Old Pan rushed out the door with a spatula in his hand, speaking in a rough voice and with his nose burning with anger.
"Wuwuwu Uncle Pan, stop hitting me."
Xie Yi rushed over immediately: "What's wrong?"
Standing in front of Lin Xiaotong, he watched the man being grabbed by the collar and dragged under the light by Lao Pan.
Both surprised and frightened.
"Wu Jiabao, why are you here?"
He and Xiaotong arrived on the evening train, and they had no idea what had happened in the compound that night.
After settling down at Xiongchuan's house, he went out and called home.
Gao Xiulan quickly finished telling the story of Wu Jiabao's disappearance on the phone. She just said it as a reminder and didn't expect to meet him again.
No one expected that this kid would run from north to south!
"Brother Yi, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu, I want to go home."
Wu Jiabao was crying with tears and snot all over his face, and he was crying loudly while holding Lao Pan's spatula.
Ren Dongqing's face was swollen like a walnut due to howling so hard that he was exhausted. Xiong Chuan dragged him out and looked at him.
Lao Pan slapped three mosquitoes to death and waved his hand: "Go inside, there are too many mosquitoes outside."
Several people entered the house with their heads full of questions.
Old Pan dragged a clean table, sat down on a long bench with his legs stretched out, and watched Wu Jiabao perform hard in silence.
Perhaps he sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he stopped howling, but was still humming softly. He looked at Lin Xiaotong as if he had seen a relative.
After crying, she didn't stop for a while and was still hiccuping.
He cried and then laughed, and a snot bubble popped up.
"Why are you so dirty, boy?"
Xie Yi couldn't bear it anymore and threw a piece of paper over.
He asked everyone's question: "Brother Pan, why did this guy come to your store?"
Old Pan glared at Wu Jiabao and said, "Let him speak for himself!"
Wu Jiabao wiped his nose, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he was about to cry, but he slowed down and held it back.
"I heard my parents say they had no money and wanted to sell the house for me to get married. How could a grown man like me do that?
I heard from my classmates that you can make money working in Pengcheng, so I took the train here."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and sniffed.
At that time, the big golden-haired George came to the compound to look at houses, and he happened to hear his parents bargaining with someone outside the door.
The house he had lived in since he was born had only three rooms: one big and two small.
If one of them is sold, his sister’s house will be gone.
Uncle Zhao's family in the front yard and Uncle Qian's family in the back yard, even the daughters got equal shares of the houses.
Then his family must be like this too.
If a grown man like him needs to sell his sister's house to marry a wife, then he would rather not find a partner!
Didn’t Ernengzi from Aunt Qiaofeng’s family in the front yard also not get married until he was 25?
He is still young and can wait.
Lin Xiaotong didn't understand either. Wu Jiabao had been away for several days.
"Even if you came out to work, why didn't you tell the adults?
The compound had already fallen out a long time ago, and your parents even reported it to the police."
Gao Xiulan said on the phone that the police had searched the entire compound but still couldn't find the person.
Diao Yulian and Wu Shengli looked like they had lost their souls.
Within a few days, both of them lost a lot of weight. The fat on their faces could no longer hold on, and there were red bloodshot under their eyes, which looked scary.
Recently, no one in the compound dared to sleep too deeply at night, for fear that something might happen and the couple would get upset.
Sometimes Diao Yulian would not sleep at night and would sit alone on the threshold of her house in the backyard, muttering to herself:
"Jiabao, damn Jiabao, where have you been?
Please tell me the truth, I really can’t hold on any longer.”
When Wu Shengli walked, his spine felt as if it had been pulled out, and his repair shop, which had been thriving, came to a halt.
Sometimes I see Guoqing squatting on the ground playing with glass marbles, calling his son's name anxiously and muttering in a mysterious manner.
There was less laughter in Uncle San's alley shop, and the rocking chairs were no longer suitable for sitting.
He took a small stool and placed it at the door, then stuck his head out and kept an eye out for anyone coming to the alley to deliver a letter.
Xie Da Jiao and the others will go to the Public Security Bureau to inquire about the situation when they have time.
Everyone is waiting for good news.
Wu Jiabao's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and his eyelids were burning with pain from rubbing them too much.
He could hardly open his eyes, and had to use his hands to pull his eyelids apart to speak.
“I had just arrived at the station on the train. I had no money in my pocket, and when I got out of the station, someone asked me if I wanted to make a fortune.
Before I could reply, two more people jumped out and dragged me away.
There were so many people exiting the station that the voices were completely drowned out. I had no choice but to leave with the others.
In fact, there was no other way but to leave. Without a "border pass", he could not cross the barbed wire and enter the customs.
If you want to make a lot of money, you have to go inside the country.
I don't know what method that group of people used to squeeze him into the customs.
“But I didn’t expect that it wasn’t a good place to make money at all.
The place I went to was a hotel, and the lights were all colorful.
I immediately felt something was wrong.”
But how can a sheep escape from the tiger's mouth?
How can you let someone out so easily if you haven't shed any skin since you entered the wolf's den?
Xiong Chuan came over and asked, "What hotel?"
Wu Jiabao choked, and the words in his mouth seemed difficult to say.
After hesitating a few times, she finally spoke with her eyes closed, feeling both embarrassed and angry.
"That's the kind of place where they do that kind of thing! They wear a suit to work and they force me to drink with them. If I don't do it, I'll get beaten up."
To be fair, Wu Jiabao has an okay face and looks more like Diao Yulian.
She has fair skin, delicate complexion and is about 1.74 meters tall.
In fact, it’s not just about accompanying people to drink, but there are also several people accompanying them, both men and women.
How could he hold on with his small body?
Those who come to this hotel are all looking for excitement, and most of them have some special hobbies.
Most of the people he serves have hidden illnesses.
Anyway, none of them can do anything, and I am powerless and can only watch.
But there are many ways to play, such as soft whips, candle wax, rubber bands...
He was tortured to death and was not released until there was not a drop left.
"Finally, there was an auntie who wanted to keep me for a year. I mixed in with the cleaning staff and had to fight to escape."
After hearing this, several people were left with their jaws dropped for a long time.
After hearing this, Old Pan felt complicated and a hint of sympathy appeared in his eyes.
He really didn't expect that this kid had such a miserable life.
Ren Dongqing couldn't help but glance behind his butt a few times.
Wu Jiabao covered his butt with his hands, jumped to the side, and looked alert.
"What are you looking at? You have your own things too. Why do you have to look at mine?"
Old Pan swept his hand across his head and said, "Go on."
Wu Jiabao covered his head and shrank his neck.
He continued, “After I escaped, I still had some money on me, so I found a place to live.
It was a small house without windows, and I was planning to find a job in a factory.
I heard from a roommate that toy factories make money, so he introduced me to a boss.
I went there and started working on the production line on the first day.
Apart from eating and sleeping, the remaining ten or so hours are all spent working in the workshop, and most of the workers are women.
I didn't even have anyone to talk to, so I was just looking forward to getting my salary so I could buy a ticket home.
I didn’t expect the factory owner to quit!
He ran away with the money and his sister-in-law!
The factory closed down!"
This means that I have been working for nothing these days and have not earned a penny.
The sad man went to the toilet, and when he came back dejectedly, he found that there was no one in the factory.
Not only are the people gone, but all the machines and other things are gone too.
Seeing that there was no hope of getting their wages, the workers had no choice but to move the machines away and prepare to sell them for money so that everyone could get a share.
Wu Jiabao finished talking about his second miserable working experience.
He looked up and found that the look in Lao Pan's eyes when he looked at him had changed from sympathy to pity.
How can you think of making a lot of money?
It's basically a diary of a poor unlucky person who got screwed.
It's a chain of tricks that never stops for a moment.
After hearing this, Lin Xiaotong didn't feel like scolding him anymore: "Then why did you end up here?"
Xiongchuan’s store is also in the Dongmen Old Street area, but in a different direction.
Wu Jiabao glanced at the spatula in Lao Pan's hand and felt a little guilty.
"I came out of a closed toy factory and had no money to eat, so I went through the trash cans and walked all the way to the East Gate."
Lao Pan sighed, "When I found this kid, he was stealing the food I served to the guests. I caught him.
When I chased him, he ran away and knocked over all the dishes on my table.
The food was just served, but I haven't eaten a single bite yet. I spent nearly a hundred dollars on it."
He still remembered that the boy looked like a little beggar, his hair was tangled in clumps, and his white vest was almost turning black.
It's really disgusting to watch, it's so filthy just looking at it.
"Since I opened the shop, no thief has been able to steal anything from it. I've hired people to work for me, and I consider it as paying off my debts."
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