Thinking of this, Song Yanyan panicked a little. She knocked on the door and asked Lu Yuanting to withdraw the report and let her out. Only then did she want to stay in the same room with these dirty human traffickers. Even if they couldn't do anything to her, just the look in their eyes and the words they said made her sick.
"Brother Yuanting! I know I was wrong, and I will never do that again. I will go home, I want to go home, I won't bother you anymore, you..." Song Yanyan said.
But she stopped abruptly in the middle of saying this, she turned around and looked behind her, all the people who were captured by the human traffickers in the village gathered at her feet, they were tied up but still not behaving themselves, their eyes were dishonest and disgusting, one could imagine what they would do if they found that the ropes were not tied.
"Get out of the way." Song Yanyan's face was pale, and she could only stagger as far as she could to avoid these people. She grew up in a big city and had never seen such scenes and words.
Song Yanyan really regretted it now. She regretted not listening to the advice and following Lu Yuanting here. She regretted deliberately targeting Jiang Xia for Lu Yuanting. Now she had implicated her father and was being punished together. She had to stay in the same room with these disgusting people.
The most important thing is that she discovered that Lu Yuanting was a hard-hearted person at heart. He really had no sympathy for women. He was only soft-hearted towards Jiang Xia, and was indifferent to everyone else.
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After Jiang Xia said that Lu Yuanting sent Song Yanyan to "interrogate" the people in the human trafficker village, he didn't bother to follow them, nor did he go to see how scared Song Yanyan was. He believed that Lu Yuanting would handle it.
She had an important matter at hand.
"Xia Xia, do you want to take a rest?" The educated youth Liang Qing came to Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia had been living temporarily with Liang Qing before, and all the luggage she brought was placed in the room where Liang Qing lived. Now that she was rescued, she naturally continued to live with Liang Qing.
"Captain Zhao gave me the remaining chicken soup. I'll heat it up for you later in the evening and you can use it to fill your stomach. Your things are all on the ground, and I didn't move them because I was afraid someone would steal your things. I put them away for you and locked them in the cabinet." Liang Qing spoke and looked at Jiang Xia.
Liang Qing really likes Jiang Xia. She thinks Jiang Xia is a kind person and a rare person who is kind and gentle to her.
She had been working as an educated youth in Yatou Village for several years, and her life was not easy. She went to the countryside to work as an educated youth, and her life was reformed through labor. The work in the brigade was all heavy work in the fields, such as carrying manure, transplanting rice, and digging the ground. Women did similar work to men, but they were paid less.
Every household, including herself, could barely make enough to eat and not starve to death. The people in the village inevitably felt a little repulsive to the educated youth, thinking that they were incapable of carrying heavy loads, could not do much work, and yet still needed to earn food.
She also couldn't fit in with the other educated youth who went to the countryside. They all went in groups and knew each other, and had their own small groups.
The people of Yiatou Village have to be cautious and vigilant for fear of being bullied by low-class people.
Before Jiang Xia came to Yatou Village, she had actually become numb. She had even looked at other people's houses and was ready to listen to the matchmakers in the village to arrange marriages.
She wanted to accept her fate and thought that she should just listen to her mother and find an honest farmer in Boyatou Village to marry. She would lose her job anyway and it would be given to her brother. Her brother was old enough to get married and there was no place for her in the family.
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