Two of them were unconscious, while the other, older children were tied up with ropes, their mouths gagged, and hidden in an abandoned house and a thicket of trees, respectively.
The four kidnappers were also arrested: two strong men, an old woman, and a woman who was so panicked that she almost bit her tongue and committed suicide.
Upon looking at them, A-Mian finally remembered that she had seen these two people when they were distributing porridge!
"At first I wasn't sure it was this old woman, but when I saw her covering her hands... I remembered what you said."
The villagers were enraged and, in the chaos of escorting the kidnappers back to the village, they killed a strong man. The clan chief also reported the incident to the authorities that very night.
According to the law, these people would either be beheaded or exiled, which would be no different from death.
Under the blows, the woman confessed the truth. They had infiltrated the charity, set their sights on several children, and had been planning this for a long time. They had only seen little Yue from Amian's family occasionally in the city. Their method of abducting children was simple: offer them candy, and they would usually follow obediently.
“There was only one child who was different, the one with the pigtails. We told her there would be candy, but she didn’t come. Later, we told her we were helping her mother cut hemp, and that’s when she came.”
That child is Xiao Ling'er. She was knocked unconscious, but she's awake now, though she has a huge bump on her forehead.
Lu Weiwei held Xiao Ling'er, sobbing uncontrollably.
Little Ling'er said, "Mother, don't be unhappy."
This is indeed an extremely precocious child.
That evening, A-Mian's donkey cart was piled high with gifts of gratitude: two live chickens, several bolts of hemp cloth, a number of fairly intact bowls, and half a bag of rice and flour.
Before falling asleep, Meng Chijian carried Xiao Ayue around and swayed her back and forth. Looking at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, he sighed softly, "It's hard for children to be sensible too early."
A-Mian yawned, thinking that he had finally stopped forcing the baby to talk all the time, and said lazily, "Hmm. Let little A-Yue grow up like this."
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