Chapter 219 Travel
"We are not, he is our son. My son is sick, I want to take him to the hospital." The middle-aged woman struggled and wanted to go to the entrance of the carriage. But she was blocked by the tall and strong Chen Hongjun and could not move at all.
The train police had heard about the situation from Zhang Shulan a long time ago, and immediately detained the middle-aged couple. The man who made a fuss wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was caught by Han Yi. They were quickly taken to a corner of the carriage.
Han Yi, Li Wenxi, Zhang Shulan and others were asked to take a statement.
After some investigation, it was found that the middle-aged couple were indeed human traffickers. And this was not a simple case, but a gang of child traffickers composed of multiple members. After the middle-aged couple told their accomplices in other carriages, Han Yi and Chen Hongjun helped to arrest them.
When they arrived at the next station, Han Yi and Chen Hongjun helped to escort the group of people to the Public Security Bureau. Then they took a bus to their next stop - the border town in western Hunan.
The ancient town had not yet been developed, and it still retained its original simplicity and tranquility. The bus traveled through green mountains and clear waters. The mountains in the distance were undulating, and the lake was clear and transparent, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, forming a natural picture.
It was already evening when we arrived at the ancient town. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bluestone road of the ancient town. The stilt houses on both sides of the river stand quietly, and the river flows slowly, as if telling the long history of the ancient town.
"It's so beautiful here." Li Wenxi stood by the river, looking at the stilt houses reflected in the water, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, everything here seems to have come out of a painting." Zhang Shulan was also attracted by the scenery in front of him.
They decided to find an inn by the river first, and then explore the ancient town. The ancient town is even more charming at night. The ancient stone bridge spans the river, and the lanterns on both sides of the river light up the whole town. The breeze blows, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers and water vapor, making people feel extremely comfortable.
The next morning, Li Wenxi and his group got up early and started their border town trip in the morning light. They walked slowly along the bluestone road of the ancient town, passed by the beautifully carved ancient archway, and visited the ancient houses and temples from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Li Wenxi was particularly interested in the time-honored shops in the ancient town. She stopped in front of a woodcarving shop and carefully examined the craftsmen's carefully carved works, as if she could feel the sedimentation of time from them.
They also rented a small boat and drifted gently along the river. The boat crossed the water, stirring up layers of ripples, and the stilt houses passing by along the way cast mottled reflections on the water.
Li Wenxi sat at the bow of the boat, facing the breeze, and felt incomparable peace and satisfaction in her heart.
During the few days in the border town, they enjoyed the natural scenery and cultural heritage here. Every night, they would sit in front of the snack stalls by the river, taste the local specialties, and enjoy this rare relaxing time.
After the trip to the border town, they continued to go south and took the train to Guangzhou. The city has begun to show its prosperity and vitality. High-rise buildings continue to emerge in the city, pedestrians are hurrying on the streets, and shops are lined up, showing a vibrant scene.
They visited the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall and Shamian, feeling the unique business atmosphere and southern style of this city. Just pay special attention to safety, wallets are often snatched and stolen here.
So Han Yi and his friends booked a relatively high-end hotel. The surrounding environment was much better.
That night, they chose a local century-old restaurant to eat Cantonese cuisine. The custard buns in the restaurant were simply amazing. The first time they took a bite, the custard flowing out of the buns almost burned their mouths. And its rice noodle, it was much more delicious than what they had eaten before.
In the end, they all collapsed on the chairs and said they would come to this restaurant again tomorrow.
Everyone drank chrysanthemum tea and chatted for a while, and suddenly a conversation came from the table next to them.
"How do you say this English sentence? How did you translate it?" A middle-aged man in a dacron shirt shouted angrily at a young man next to him who was wearing glasses and looked very literary.
"I'm not sure about this word..." The young man pushed his glasses, dodging his eyes, and stammered.
"What do you mean by not sure? You are the translator we hired at a high price. This is a business worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Can you be more careful?" The middle-aged man was furious, pointing at the contract on the table, and was very disappointed.
"I... I'll check the dictionary again..." The young man's face turned red because of his yelling, and he hurriedly took out a thick English-Chinese dictionary from his bag.
"Looking up a dictionary? We paid so much money, not to ask you to look up a dictionary." The man became even more annoyed, pointing at the foreigners opposite him and saying, "Look at them, they are getting impatient."
Indeed, the foreigners had already started to whisper to each other, their faces full of anxiety and impatience.
One of the tall foreigners couldn't help but ask, "What's going on Can we continue?"
The young man became even more nervous when he heard the foreigner's question. His hands holding the dictionary began to tremble, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Look, people are asking you questions, why don't you say something." The middle-aged man was almost mad at him, and felt that his blood pressure was rising.
"I... I..." The young man blushed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Forget it, forget it, don't translate anymore, the more you help, the more trouble you make." The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently, turned around and looked around, "Is there any friend who knows English who can help me? I will definitely thank you after the task is completed."
The diners around were originally watching the excitement, and after hearing this, they shook their heads to indicate that they did not
understand English. "These days, there are really too few people who know English." The middle-aged man sighed, with a look of despair on his face.
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