Chapter 24: Human Tragedy
The old woman picked up a glass of cold water and splashed it on Jiang Chu's face. Jiang Chu slowly woke up and looked at her warily: "Who are you? Where are we?"
"You can call me Aunt Wei from now on." Aunt Wei skillfully took out a white skirt and some underwear from the cabinet next to her and threw them to her.
Pointing to a room next to it, he said, "Go in and change your clothes."
There was an aura of formation on the clothes, and the material was actually the rare ice silk!
What a big deal.
The blood on Jiang Chu's arm "accidentally" stained his clothes.
Aunt Wei frowned but said nothing.
Jiang Chu quickly changed her clothes and came out. Aunt Wei took out a roll of gauze to bandage her.
"Aunt Wei, can you please let me go home?" Jiang Chu's eyes instantly turned red and tears rolled down.
"There's no turning back from the moment you step into this village." Aunt Wei said this overused sentence.
Every year, little girls like her who know nothing are brought here, and every time they beg her like this.
But she was just someone sent by them to look after these women, and she had no say in this village at all.
"Don't even think about running away. If they catch you, you might as well stay here."
Jiang Chu shuddered, as if he had thought of something terrible.
Aunt Wei could only sigh, "The one who arrived yesterday ran away not long after. She was caught by the men in the village and tortured beyond recognition. I had to apply medicine to her."
She has seen many such things, from the initial angry resistance to the current helplessness.
After the medicine was changed, Aunt Wei pressed a button somewhere on the table in the living room, and the wall in front of her opened, revealing a staircase leading downwards.
“Follow me!”
Jiang Chu was still timid. As he walked past the table, he quickly copied Aunt Wei's fingerprint.
I actually saw a fingerprint lock here.
The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, and as you went down, you could smell a disgusting smell of blood.
The smell made Jiang Chu frown.
When you reach the end, you will feel enlightened.
In front of me was a spacious room with fifty or sixty beds, all of which were occupied by pregnant women.
Everyone was wearing that white dress.
Jiang Chu's heart sank instantly.
No wonder this village is so rich, every household is worth ten thousand yuan!
The room with fifty or sixty people was too quiet.
What a familiar scene this is.
Fifty years later, at least there are still people who dare to speak up for them, giving them a chance to escape from their suffering.
But now it is too early, so early that in vitro fertilization has just begun to be researched in China, but an industry has already emerged here.
Aunt Wei's voice was hoarse, as usual, she was trying to persuade the newcomers: "This is your future job——"
"It's better to stay here than to go out and be tortured by those beasts."
Jiang Chu remained silent.
Aunt Wei patted Jiang Chu's shoulder, thinking she was frightened because she stood still. "It's okay, it's just giving birth. It'll be uncomfortable for a few times, but you'll be fine after you get through it."
“Who hasn’t come this way?”
"I still have to have children if I go out, so I might as well stay here. At least I don't have to work so hard every day and I can still eat delicious food."
These words were meant to convince Jiang Chu, but they were also meant to convince herself.
"No." Jiang Chu met her eyes firmly. "Giving birth to offspring is not our mission but our ability."
"Women are first and foremost individuals, not tools for you to profit from, and their uteruses are certainly not commodities for you to trade!"
The heat in his eyes peeled off Aunt Wei's fig leaf.
Formation, DY.
When these two familiar nouns came together again, Hu Ziqian's voice sounded in my ears again in a trance.
"You can't save them. You can save them this time, but not forever."
"After saving this batch, there will be another batch."
Jiang Chu can't save everyone, but every person she saves counts.
Aunt Wei didn't expect her to say such words. Those who came here before were either overjoyed knowing that they would become rich and powerful, or were threatened and forced to compromise.
No one would be like Jiang Chu, who would stand up for strangers and speak out against these women he had never met, the person who could decide Jiang Chu's future.
Aunt Wei was only stunned for a moment, but soon regained her composure. She reminded him, "You can't save them, or even yourself."
Then Jiang Chu was taken to another room next door.
The room was lined with wooden chairs, where several anxious women with pale faces sat, with several babies still in swaddling clothes beside them.
When they saw Aunt Wei, tears started to fall. They knelt on the ground and grabbed the corner of Aunt Wei's clothes: "That man is here to ask for the child again. Can you please ask him to let us go this time?"
"Those masters and ladies want boys, but these girls are also their blood relatives, so let them go."
Aunt Wei pried her fingers apart one by one and looked at the woman lying on the ground indifferently: "They will come to collect the girls. There is a record for each child."
"If the number of children doesn't match, we will all be punished. Haven't you experienced this yourself?"
"You'll also reduce the food supply. Everyone needs nutrition right after giving birth. Do you want to punish others with you?"
The woman fell back weakly.
"one two three......"
Aunt Wei counted the babies in the room, exactly fifty.
She nodded and asked a woman next to her, "How many boys are there this time?"
Woman: "Twenty-three."
Aunt Wei breathed a sigh of relief and began to instruct them: "Old rules, send the boys to the left and the girls to the right."
Everyone skillfully divided the children among themselves and then sat back in their chairs in a daze.
The woman who had begged for mercy also got up from the ground and walked back slowly.
"We have a new sister joining us today, welcome everyone!" Aunt Wei shouted, and took a step to the side to let Jiang Chulu, who was blocked behind her, appear.
There were only a few rounds of applause, and Aunt Wei didn't seem angry. It was obvious that this was already the norm.
"What's your name?" Aunt Wei then remembered that she forgot to ask her name.
Jiang Chu: "Wang Zhengzheng"
Aunt Wei: "Wang Zhenzhen? That's a nice name."
Jiang Chu didn't want to tell her which Zheng it was, after all it was just a pseudonym.
Aunt Wei obviously had other things to do, so she left Jiang Chu here and left.
Only after Aunt Wei left did Jiang Chu hear someone talking, but all he heard was sighs.
Someone asked, "Is the one who just came yesterday still awake?"
Someone answered: "I had another high fever last night. I thought I wouldn't make it, but I managed to survive. However, my injuries are too severe, so I'll have to stay in bed for several days."
Some broke down and cried: "I can't escape, and I have to keep giving birth here. I'm fed up with this. What's the difference between us and caged hens?"
"You've got food and shelter, and you're still picky?" An inappropriate voice chimed in, "Where can you find all that delicious food out there? It's just a matter of having a few children, and you're being so pretentious?"
Jiang Chu looked over and saw that the woman's face was not as numb as the others. Her cheeks were flushed and she was holding an apple and chewing it.
Her belly is slightly bulging, and it looks like she hasn't been pregnant for long.
The others seemed not to hear their quarrel and just sat there in a daze, as if these things had nothing to do with them.
Apparently this wasn't the first time this had happened, as such arguments occurred every time the child was taken away.
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