Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

2.3 - The trafficked protagonist

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the middle-aged woman was also tired. She gasped and kicked down the wooden bucket next to her, and shouted: "Wash it again, and let me see that there is a stain on it that has not been cleaned. I won't do it." I'll take off your skin." After saying this, the woman twisted her fat body and entered the house.

The little boy who was half lying on the ground slowly got up, trembling with bruises all over his body. He silently picked up the clothes on the ground and put them into the wooden barrel next to him that was as high as his chest. After picking up all the clothes, he used his two thin arms to hold the barrel in his arms and move it step by step towards the small clear pool in the distance.

The barrel is made of cypress, a specialty here. The wood is hard and thick. Even an adult will feel a little heavy when holding it in his hand, let alone a child.

But even so, Zhou Ruiyuan did not dare to put the barrel on the trail and drag it. Once the woman found out, he would be beaten again.

Just walking and resting like this, it took Zhou Ruiyuan nearly twenty minutes to complete the journey of less than ten minutes.

The night was very quiet. Occasionally, a few cheerful chirps and crickets could be heard from the grass beside the small pool. The hazy moonlight fell on the clear bottom of the small pool, as if through a layer of gauze. It reflected the pale coldness.

The temperature difference between day and night in the small col is very large. It can rise to more than 20 degrees during the day, but it will plummet to a few degrees at night.

By the pool, Zhou Ruiyuan's red little hands were so frozen by the biting pool water that he had no feeling at all. The coldness of the pool water dipped into his heart along the fingertips, freezing his young heart.

Finally, after Yue Shang took a moment, Zhou Ruiyuan finished cleaning all the clothes in the barrel and placed the barrel on top of the stone steps. Facing the biting coldness, he used his small hands to clean the blood stains and blood stains on his body from being beaten. Swelling.

Zhou Ruiyuan still remembers that he was abducted here two years ago. He tried to escape and was caught and beaten for the first time. He cried for his mother and wanted to go home, but he received even more fierce revenge from the woman.

The thorny cane struck his body and splashed dark red. It hurt so much that his throat became hoarse from crying, until in the end he didn't even have the strength to cry.

After being beaten, he never dared to cry again.

At night, his thin body held a wooden barrel that was larger than others, and moved step by step towards the small mountain col that was dotted with stars not far away.

The mountain village half hidden in the darkness is like a monster with its mouth open and its eyes waiting for its prey to fall into a trap, cold and cruel.

...

At the dining table, after finishing his meal, Yu Zhaohui pushed the bank card in front of Chu Jingran, "This is half of the deposit. The password is on the back. I will send someone to deliver the jade to Mr. Lu in a week. I believe Mr. Lu will not it disappointed me."

"If you pay the deposit so quickly, Mr. Yu is not afraid that I will run away with half of the deposit?"

"Ha," Yu Zhaohui chuckled, swaying the red wine in the goblet and said, "Mr. Lu is a smart man and won't do such a fool's thing. Since I dare to give it, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get it back."

Chu Jingran smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Yu for your trust. I will give him a satisfactory answer when the time comes." There was a pause at this point.