Han Fei dragged a sack and carried a can he had just picked up. He walked with a limp, looking very tired and dejected.
What bad luck!
When others transmigrate, they become either domineering CEOs or rich second-generation heirs, but he becomes a garbage collector!
While others can regain their youth, he died young and was reincarnated as a decrepit old man!
This body is fifty years old this year, a cripple, and a gambling addict in his youth, penniless.
Seeing a chubby-faced five-year-old boy about to throw away an empty bottle, he dragged his limping leg and rushed over, but before he could reach out, an old hand was already a step ahead of him.
Han Fei: "..."
Old Xu, his face wrinkled, gave Han Fei a smug smile: "You flatter me, Old Han."
Han Fei just started his job as a garbage collector today, and he's still very inexperienced. He can't compete with the other old men and women on the street at all, so he only has a few empty bottles in his sack after a whole day, and he can't even scrape together enough money for a decent boxed lunch.
Han Fei heard a little boy's childish voice behind him: "Grandma, let me help you!"
It was the little boy who threw away the empty bottle. He was standing in front of a big tree, and next to the tree was an old woman in a wheelchair, one of the wheels of which was stuck in the ground and could not move.
"Thank you, little friend, you are such a kind and helpful child." The old woman smiled kindly.
The little boy, embarrassed by the praise, said, "Okay."
The old woman manually controlled the wheelchair, swaying precariously as if it were about to fall into the pit at any moment.
The little boy anxiously grabbed the wheelchair handles, "Grandma, where are you going?"
“Go home, my home is in the neighborhood up ahead.”
"Then I'll help you push your wheelchair."
Han Fei, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but frown. Something was wrong with the old woman in the wheelchair; her shoes were too dirty!
How could an elderly person in a wheelchair, whose feet don't touch the ground, have dirty shoes?
Old Xu lowered his voice and said to Han Fei, "When I saw that old woman this morning, she could jump and run, and she had a cigarette in her mouth. She was obviously not a good person."
"I'll go check it out!" Han Fei was anxious. Could this child have encountered human traffickers?
"Don't meddle in other people's business. We're all old men with one foot in the grave, barely able to take care of ourselves. What help could you possibly be if you went with us?"
Han Fei ignored the advice and, dragging his limp, chased after him. "Old Xu, wait for me here. If I don't come back in an hour, call the police for me!"
"Hey!" the old man called out twice, but when he couldn't get through, he sighed, shook his head, and spread his hands: "I don't have a cell phone, how can I call the police?"
The little boy pushed the elderly man into the residential area, which was under construction because it was an old-style building without elevators, so an elevator needed to be installed. Recently, there had been a lot of outsiders in the community, and the security guards couldn't keep an eye on them. They quickly glanced at them and, seeing that they were an unfamiliar grandmother and grandson, didn't ask any questions, assuming they were visiting relatives and friends.
"The building furthest inside, the one where they're installing an elevator," the old woman pointed out.
When they got to the bottom of the building, there was no ramp to make it easier for wheelchairs to go up and down, and the little boy was a bit troubled: "I can't get up there, I can't lift the wheelchair."
"I called my family to come down and pick me up."
After the old woman finished her phone call, the little boy waved his hand, ready to leave. He had sneaked out to play, and his older brothers and sisters would worry if he stayed out too long.
"Don't go yet. Thank you for bringing me here. Come to my house and have something to eat before you go back."
"No need," the little boy puffed out his chest and waved his hand. "It was nothing!"
Seeing that he was determined to leave, the old woman changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Do you like puppies?"
The little boy's eyes lit up: "I like it!"
"I want to give you a puppy as a thank you gift."
"No need, no need."
“My big dog has six puppies, and I’m worried about what to do with them. It just so happens that you like puppies.”
Knowing that his second sister loved puppies the most, and that her birthday was in a few days, he was tempted to give her a puppy.
The old woman smiled and took out her phone to find a picture of a puppy: "Look, isn't it cute?"
On the phone screen is a large white dog, surrounded by six soft, fluffy puppies: pure white, black and white, and pure black.
Which one do you like?
The little boy leaned closer to look carefully, earnestly choosing his favorite puppy.
The old woman looked up at the stairwell, where three men emerged. They were wearing black vests, their exposed arms covered in dense tattoos, and they were burly, muscular, and gave off a sense of intimidation.
Suddenly, the little boy's feet were lifted off the ground. He was picked up by one of the men. Just as he was about to scream, another man covered his mouth and nose with thick gauze.
The child struggled desperately, kicking wildly, but the man was unfazed and laughed heartily: "This little guy is quite strong."
The old woman chuckled, "It's good that it's strong; it can fetch a good price."
As she spoke, she stood up, rendering the wheelchair useless.
The little boy's eyes widened, and only then did he realize that he had been tricked!
"This batch of goods is good; we can ask for a higher price tomorrow."
The group went upstairs, and only after they disappeared did Han Fei emerge from the dark corner where bicycles were parked at the stairwell.
He guessed that something was wrong with the old woman; she really was a human trafficker.
If this body hadn't been so old and weak, he would have rushed out long ago.
Judging from their conversation, this is a hideout, and there should be several children upstairs.
The original owner was too poor; he didn't even own a cell phone. He went back to find Old Man Xu and urged, "Call the police quickly!"
Old Xu spread his hands: "I don't have a cell phone."
Han Fei slapped his forehead, realizing he'd forgotten that this old guy was just as poor as he was.
Han Fei asked anxiously, "Where can I find a phone booth?"
“Phone booths are rare these days, you can hardly see them anymore, but I know this area very well, so you’ve come to the right person.” Old Xu said proudly, his eyebrows dancing with delight.
Han Fei snapped, "What time is it? And you're still showing off! Lead the way!"
Old Xu led Han Fei through a series of turns until they arrived at a dilapidated alley. There they saw a red telephone booth, which looked old and unused for a long time, but fortunately the phone still worked.
With Han Fei leading the way, the police quickly apprehended the criminals and rescued the eight children safely.
After being untied, the chubby-faced little boy rushed towards one of the eight- or nine-year-old girls, crying, "Second sister, why were you arrested too?"
The girl said with a pained expression, "I saw an injured puppy running forward, and I was chasing after it when suddenly someone jumped out and dragged me through the door."
Han Chengwu knew that his second sister liked puppies, but he never expected that puppies could lie and trick his second sister into going to the door of a bad person's house.
Han Rou asked her fifth brother, "And you? How did you end up in their hands?"
"That mean old lady's wheelchair got stuck, and I kindly helped her push it, and then I got caught by her accomplices!" Han Chengwu was furious, stomping his foot: "Hmph! I'll never help others again!"
The police comforted the children, brought in a psychologist for counseling, and contacted the children's parents.
The children were picked up one after another, but the little boy and his second sister were nowhere to be found.
At this moment, Han Fei, who had finished cooperating with the police investigation and given his statement, came out and walked to the little girl's side.
"Grandpa!" the little girl cried out, her face full of joy and excitement, and she grabbed Han Fei's clothes.
Han Fei was startled: "Little friend, you've mistaken me for someone else."
The light in the little girl's eyes gradually dimmed, she lowered her head in grievance, and let go of her little hand.
Just then, a boy carrying a backpack rushed in from outside, followed by four little kids.
The little boy rushed over, hugged the boy's leg, and cried with tears in his eyes, "Big brother, you've finally come to pick us up! My second sister and I were almost sold!"
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