"My last name is Qiao, Qiao Xinyi."
"What does 辛懿놆 mean?" the boy said with curiosity.
"There is a kind of flower, also called Magnolia in some places." Qiao Xinyi thought for a moment, "In some places, there are wild magnolia flowers in the mountains, growing wildly all over the mountains. In early spring, they bloom very vigorously, and there are no leaves on the branches, only flowers."
The boy looked up at Qiao Xinyi and Xu 꼋, and suddenly asked her, "Who gave you the name?"
"Someone you can't know." Qiao Xinyi picked up the kettle and gulped down two gulps of water. After thinking for a while, she reached out and said, "Give me half a steamed bun. I'm starving from chasing you."
The boy looked at Qiao Xinyi in astonishment. "How can there be people like you in this world? You give away things and then ask for them back?"
"Yes, didn't you encounter it?" Qiao Xinyi didn't feel ashamed at all. Seeing the boy's reluctance, she simply moved over and took it herself.
It goes without saying that products produced by the system must be top-quality. The dough of this steamed bun is well fermented. It is fragrant and sweet when you take a bite.
The happier Qiao Xinyi was eating, the more speechless the boy's expression was.
"By the way, how old were you when you were abducted? Do you still remember where your home is? Do you still have any information about your parents?"
Qiao Xinyi said, "I have a friend who is a very dedicated police officer. How about I take you to find him? Let the police officer help you find your family?"
"I was sold when I was four or five years old. I was sold three times in total. It's strange that I can remember it." The stone at the boy's feet somehow offended him. He kicked the stone forward and it rolled twice and rolled into the bushes.
He stared at the bushes for a few seconds before continuing, "There's nothing to find. I was sold because my family didn't want me when I came here. What's the point of taking me back? Will I be despised if I go back? And will I be sold again if I go back?"
"They sold me off and don't want me anymore. What's the point of me going back? I won't die if I leave them. Am I not still alive now?"
Qiao Xinyi took a deep breath. After hearing that the boy had been sold three times and that he was sold by his family, she didn't know what to say to comfort him.
Listening to his tone, Qiao Xinyi couldn't tell whether he really didn't remember anything, or whether he didn't want to remember because he didn't want to find it back.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who has lived like this for more than ten years probably doesn't need her few words of comfort, which are light and useless.
What he needs more is to solve his current difficulties.
"You're already this old, no one should want to buy a boy this big." Qiao Xinyi sighed, "Let's not talk about whether you can avoid the blind migrant investigation and continue to stay in the provincial capital. Now in summer, you can live in a culvert, but what about winter? What about the rainy season?"
The flood prevention sign is just one hundred meters away. The culvert will definitely be flooded by the river during the rainy season.
If you want to find a place to live, you must have a household registration. Now all problems cannot avoid the issue of household registration.
The big villain is now an illegal resident, not to mention Shao Xin, who can allow him to live in the provincial capital.
Qiao Xinyi was worrying about the villain's future housing and life, but unexpectedly the boy snorted at her after hearing what she said.
He simply lifted up his trouser legs and moved his legs a little closer to Qiao Xinyi.
"As long as they have hands and feet and can farm, and can leave seeds and give birth to children for their family, why wouldn't they want someone?"
"I work as a cow in the fields during the day. When the sun goes down, they tie my feet with chains as thick as my arms when I get home. I can't escape. The last time I was sold was two years ago. Someone bought me and waited for his silly daughter to grow up so that he could breed me with her."
Qiao Xinyi was stunned. In her sight, she saw a pair of skinny feet. There was a circle of skin on the ankle that was darker than the rest of the skin. This seemed like repeated injuries in the same place, leaving skin hyperplasia and some melanin deposition.
What you hear is never as shocking as what you see with your own eyes.
She had never heard of such a thing, and if she hadn't heard it from the villain, she wouldn't even have thought of it.
Qiao Xinyi had always thought that trafficked boys generally lived better than girls, but she didn't expect there would be exceptions.
"Why don't you listen to my experience? You may feel better after listening to it."
Qiao Xinyi took off her sun hat, bent over to show the wound on her forehead to the villain, and told him how she was arranged into a ghost marriage for 500 yuan.
Sometimes happiness is felt by comparing one's misery.
The boy stared at the wound on Qiao Xinyi's forehead that had been stitched, and was very surprised. "Then how did you get back to the provincial capital?"
"Later I called the police, and they found my biological parents for me," Qiao Xinyi said, "and then I came back."
The boy pointed at the sun hat in Qiao Xinyi's hand and asked her to put it back on. Then he continued to ask: "Have your family treated you well since you came back?"
"My mother, my sister and my brother are all very good to me." Qiao Xinyi put his hat back on his head and shrugged his shoulders. "Besides that, the rest of the people are not considered family to me. They are just scumbags who deserve to be beaten."
The system provided very little information about the villain next to him, not even his name or age.
After being caught, this villain kept his mouth as tight as a clam and said nothing.
On the contrary, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old is more talkative now.
At this moment, he was sitting next to her, his eyes no longer had the ferocity he had when he was snatching food, and his young face, hidden by his messy hair, was now numb and indifferent to everything.
He unbuttoned his trouser legs and pulled his feet back, "I'm different from you. I don't have a home."
The words “I have no home” are very short, but they cannot express all the sadness in them.
"Where did you come from to the provincial capital? You don't have a household registration and you don't have any money. How did you get here?" Qiao Xinyi asked.
"I hitchhike on buses. If there's a bus, I hitchhike on a bus. If there's a train, I hitchhike on a train. When I'm hungry, I look through trash cans. Sometimes I'll meet a kindhearted person who'll give me a steamed bun or a cake. When I can't pick it up or beg for anything, I'll just have to rob."
"At first I ran slowly. When I was caught I knelt down and begged for mercy. Those with good tempers would just curse and run away, while those with bad tempers would be beaten. As I ran, my speed improved. With experience, no one could catch me anymore."
Because he knew that Qiao Xinyi had also had a hard life, and that they were half in the same boat, the boy lowered his guard against Qiao Xinyi.
But it was not completely eliminated. His muscles were still tense, as if he was ready to run at any time.
Qiao Xinyi listened to him carefully and understood how those half-worn scars on his arms and legs came about.
"I want to help you, but I don't know how to really help you."
After all, this is a serial killer from the future. Qiao Xinyi sympathizes with his experience, but she can never completely trust this villain now, and naturally cannot bring him back to her villa.
After all, the Western Mansion was her private residence. She couldn't give it to the Qiao family, to Li Jun who had helped her, or to Fu Qingshan with any unexpected consequences.
There was another situation that Qiao Xinyi was not quite sure about.
According to the policy at that time, if a child was sold by his biological parents, would the police send him back to his adoptive parents before finding his biological parents?
If he is really sent back, it would be like sending him back to the wolf's den.
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