In a small mountain village several hundred kilometers away from Xiangcheng.
Qin Xiang opened her eyes and was terrified to see that she was surrounded by complete darkness. She felt a surge of fear; where was she? She tried to move, but found that her hands and feet were immobile.
A bad feeling suddenly crept into her heart. She struggled desperately.
With her efforts, she moved forward more than a meter and touched something.
"Clang."
The object made a sound after it fell over.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm."
Qin Xiang cried out, but her mouth was stuffed with a rag. She used her hands to pull the rag out of her mouth.
"vomit."
This piece of cloth, I don't know what it's for, smells awful.
Qin Xiang opened her throat and shouted loudly.
"Help!"
Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Qin Xiang felt a surge of excitement.
Hearing the sound of the lock being opened, Qin Xiang looked toward the source of the sound.
At this moment, some light appeared outside the door.
"Squeak." The door was pushed open.
Qin Xiang called out.
"Help!"
Seeing an old man and an old woman carrying a kerosene lamp walk in, Qin Xiang's heart skipped a beat. Their menacing appearance suggested...
Who are you?
Qin Xiang felt a little scared and shrank back.
"Smack."
Qin Xiang was slapped hard.
"You filthy hussy, what are you yelling about?"
The old woman's slap sent Qin Xiang sprawling to the ground, her face hitting the floor. There were some pebbles on the ground, and her face immediately stung.
"We paid money to buy you. You're dreaming if we let you out!" the old woman cursed. "Stay here obediently and give my son a child. If you dare to play any tricks, I won't let you off the hook." Qin Xiang felt as if she had been struck by lightning when she heard the old woman's words.
No, how could that be?
Jiang Yue clearly ate the bun and drank the water, so how could she be the one who was sold?
"You've got the wrong person. I'm not Jiang Yue. Let me out."
"Smack."
Another slap landed, cutting Qin Xiang's lip and making her taste blood.
"You've got the wrong person, I'm not Jiang Yue," she explained loudly.
“What Jiang Yue? I don’t know her. I bought her for fifty yuan.”
Fifty dollars?
Upon hearing the price of fifty yuan, Qin Xiang remembered the amount of money she was carrying.
"I have money. Give me the money, and let me out."
Qin Xiang said in a pleading tone.
Upon hearing that Qin Xiang was wealthy, the old man and the old woman exchanged a glance, and the old man gave the old woman a meaningful look.
The old woman smiled and asked, "Where's the money?"
Seeing the old woman's greedy look, Qin Xiang's eyes flashed, and she said.
"Let me go, and I'll give you the money."
The old woman smiled and nodded, then untied the rope from Qin Xiang's hands.
Qin Xiang pretended to take out money, rummaging through her pockets. She glanced furtively at the old man and woman, then suddenly reached out and shoved the old woman to the ground, running towards the door.
"Bang!"
She was struck hard on the back with a wooden stick, and screamed in pain.
"ah..."
"You filthy slut, how dare you hit me!"
The old woman pressed Qin Xiang down and slapped her hard across the face with her large hand.
Qin Xiang's back was in excruciating pain, and her face swelled up instantly.
"It hurts! Stop hitting me!" Qin Xiang shouted and struggled.
But the old woman didn't stop. She used a wooden stick and punches and kicks to beat Qin Xiang until Qin Xiang fainted.
Before she fell into a coma, Qin Xiang was filled with intense hatred.
Why? Where is her uncle? Why was she the one who was sold? Where did Jiang Yue go?
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