"Thank you, otherwise my child would have been lost."
“Xiao Jun’s family is not well-off. His mother passed away two years ago, and his father works away from home. Only his seventy-year-old grandmother takes care of him. These human traffickers must have figured this out before they made their move.”
Luo Shimiao walked up to the human trafficker and squatted down: "It's nothing, anyone would have done the same." He looked at the villager who had spoken: "Uncle, give me the rope."
"Give."
She used a rope to tie the trafficker's hands, leaving a section of rope out to hold him.
"Little sister, are you going to drag him down?" asked the villager who had stepped forward.
"No, that's not it." Luo Shimiao squatted down and slapped the man across the face: "Wake up."
Even after being slapped, the human trafficker remained unconscious.
"Slap slap slap"
A loud, crisp sound rang out in the woods.
With Luo Shimiao slapping him from both sides, the trafficker was successfully awakened after five or six slaps.
Luo Luo removed the large hand from her eyes and clapped her hands, saying, "Auntie, great job!"
Looking at the excited baby, Gu Nian felt helpless. It seemed that Luo Luo's interests and hobbies were going further and further astray.
After regaining consciousness, the man squatted down, bracing himself against the ground with his shoulder, and tried to ram himself outwards, but the villagers used the tools they had to hold him down.
Luo Shimiao looked at the shovel pressed against her neck and handed the rope to the villager who gave it to her: "Don't bother struggling. Look how much more obedient your brother is."
Little Green perched on her shoulder and threatened him, "If you dare to run again, I'll peck your eyes out."
Another human trafficker's arm was being held by two villagers; he looked down at the ground and remained silent.
The group escorted the human traffickers down the mountain in a grand procession, where the production crew and others were waiting for them at the foot of the mountain.
Lai Meiqi handed the little boy in her arms to an older woman. She frowned when she saw his shoes; the toes were starting to come unglued.
Luo Shimiao looked at the villagers and said, "We're handing the two human traffickers over to you. We're heading back now."
"Come to my house for dinner tonight, so I can properly thank you."
"Come to my house, come to my house."
"Your cooking isn't very good, why don't you come to my house instead?"
The villagers warmly invited them to their homes.
Luo Shimiao joked with a smile, "How about I carry a pot and go door-to-door, and you can share some of the food with me, then you won't have to fight over it."
"Hahahaha..." A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.
......
More than an hour later, an elderly woman in her seventies arrived at the guesthouse. She was hunched over, leaning on a cane, carrying a basket of eggs, and accompanied by a boy of about four years old.
In the living room, everyone gathered to discuss some online cases of child abduction.
Lai Meiqi caught a glimpse of the little boy out of the corner of her eye and whispered in Luo Shimiao's ear, "Shimiao, the little boy and his grandmother are coming over."
The little boy pointed at Luo Shimiao and said, "Grandma, it was that older sister who saved me, and the older sister next to her carried me down the mountain."
The old woman walked up to them, put down the eggs, and bent her knees while holding onto her cane.
The two were startled and simultaneously went to help the old man who was about to kneel down.
Lai Meiqi: "No, no, we can't accept this."
The two men helped her to the sofa.
"I deserve it. If you hadn't found and saved my Xiaojun, I don't know where my grandson would have been sold." After saying this, the old lady was about to kneel down again.
Luo Shimiao held her arm, preventing her from getting up: "Grandma, we're live streaming. If you really kneel down and my mom sees it, she'll definitely beat me with a spiked club when I get home."
The old woman blinked, puzzled, and asked, "What's a spiked club?"
"It's so long and so big, and it has a lot of sharp thorns on it. If you get hit by it, your body will have a lot of holes, and it will hurt a lot." She gestured exaggeratedly.
"Grandma, I don't want to be hit." She stared at the old woman with her bright, unblinking eyes.
"Alright, alright, I won't kneel anymore." She picked up the eggs from the ground and placed them on Luo Shimiao's lap. "My family is poor, and I'm old and can't earn money. I don't have anything good to repay you with, but these are eggs laid by our chickens. You must accept them."
Luo Shimiao looked down at the basket full of eggs and smiled, "My mom would beat me if she saw this."
"You are beautiful and kind. Your mother must be a reasonable person to raise such an outstanding child. Please accept these eggs no matter what."
“This…” She looked at Lai Meiqi, asking her to find a way to politely decline.
She shook her head slightly, her eyes seeming to say, "I don't know what to say."
Luo Luo tilted her head and looked at her aunt who looked troubled. She climbed out of Gu Nian's arms, crawled over Yao Bin and Lai Meiqi's legs, and came to Luo Shimiao's side.
"Egg~" She reached out and grabbed an egg, stuffed it into her coat pocket, and patted it with a smile: "Here you go."
"Ah, right, right, right." Luo Shimiao put the eggs on the coffee table, picked up Luo Luo, and introduced her, "Grandma, this is my little niece Luo Luo. We have already accepted the eggs, and you can take the rest home."
"No, no," the old lady said, shaking her hand.
Luo Shimiao glanced at her neatly combed hair, ruffled Luo Luo's tied hair, put her in her arms, and said, "Her hair isn't tied well, can you tie it for her?"
Luo Luo raised her cute little face and said sweetly, "Grandma~"
"Okay, okay." Her attention was drawn to the exquisitely carved doll in front of her, and she forgot all about the egg.
The little boy sat down on the single sofa, looking down and buttoning his clothes without saying a word.
After chatting for more than half an hour, we persuaded the old lady, and everyone took the grandmother and granddaughter home together.
Luo Shimiao stood in front of the door carrying eggs, looking up at the house with a furrowed brow.
The house was a single-story building with many cracks in the white walls. There was also a kitchen next to it. As I walked into the house and saw the environment inside, my brows furrowed even more.
Live broadcast room
[I heard from the villagers that the family is not well-off, but this is too much...]
[No sofa, no air conditioner, no refrigerator, not even a television! How can a family be this poor in this day and age!]
This place is practically bare! The little boy's pants are way too long; they were obviously a gift. Sigh.
Although there wasn't a single decent piece of furniture, it was kept spotless, showing that the old lady was a clean person.
They are unhappy with their own lives, yet they cannot bear to see the suffering of others.
The old lady said warmly, "Please have a seat, I'll go kill a chicken and cook for you."
Yao Bin stepped forward and said, "Grandma, there's no need to trouble yourself. We were just about to go shopping in town."
"It's okay, I'll kill them first and wait for you to come back and eat."
"Ah..." Yao Bin turned around and looked at them.
Luo Shimiao smiled and said, "Okay, we'll bring you some delicious food when we come back. You can't refuse it then."
"Okay, okay," the old lady replied with a kind smile.
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