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Chapter 95 Trafficker Street

Mao Liang and Lian Sanpin drove a carriage together, with Da Qiao and Zhang Hongyu on the carriage, and Er Qiao drove another carriage, pulling Mr. Chen and Qiao Qiao.

When you leave this Shitan Forest Farm, you will get on a faster time than once. It is mainly a convoy of iron transport. How heavy is the iron? Every time you take a trip, twenty cars will go out. There is no way out of the mountain, so you have to force a way for horse and carriages to travel.

Now, this time I set off at dawn and speed up. I arrived at Dawang Town more than a day, stayed overnight and rushed to Xilin Mansion the next day.

Dawang Town is a very remote town. Dawang is all in mountains toward Shitan Forest Farm, and there are no people on the roadside. From Dawang Town to Xilinfucheng, it is getting wider and wider. From Dawang Town to Xilinfucheng, I see small villages from time to time. From the roadside, I often see some small villages. There are mostly fields with weeds in front of the villages. Occasionally, there are rice planted. Now, the autumn harvest has just begun. Look at the harvested rice stubble, it is also desolate.

People are not busy with their lives, and people are not busy with their lives. Zhang Hongyu rubs his eyes straight on the carriage.

It took two days to transport the railway from Dawang Town to Xilinfucheng. This time, the light train was shortened to one day and arrived just before, and I was just in front of the city gate.

"Grandpa, look, this is our house. You can choose any room to live in from east, west, south and north. Dahui and I live in the small building in the backyard." Qiao Qiao carried her silver and took Dahui to the second-story building in the backyard.

Erqiao moved his belongings to the room he lived in last time, cleaned up, and took Mao Liang and Lian Sanpin to get food without urging him, and he was very fast.

This is the first time Da Qiao has come here. The first time he has seen such a big and good house belonging to his own. He is a little excited. After settling Zhang Hongyu's room, he lives next to the teacher.

"Teacher, you are still alone when you go back. You can live with us and take care of me and be a companion with my grandfather. We will go back and take a look with you another day."

Qiao Zhen poured Zhang Hongyu a glass of water, then went out to the backyard, looking for a two-story building full of books that Qiao Qiao had mentioned.

There is a door next to the big study room, and there is a small bedroom when you enter. Qiao Qiao is rummaging through the cabinet. She is looking for a clean quilt that can be dealt with tonight.

"Brother, why are you here? I don't know if the quilt is clean or not. I'll go out to buy new ones tomorrow." Qiao Qiao asked Da Qiao who came in.

"I'm reading a book. I just scanned it. The shelves on the outside are all those I haven't seen before. Don't bother me. By the way, before I came just now, the teacher said that this is actually the private property of the Ninth Master. The things here are clean and can be used. Don't worry and boldly."

After Da Qiao finished speaking, he ignored the girl and went to the desk to pick up the book.

"Brother, why did he use private property as the government's property to pay the money to our family?"

"How could I know?"

Qiao Qiao glanced at the elder brother and said, "You know how to read, you don't know anything except reading."

Private property is used as public property. At a young age, the little prince who is very favored in the capital city has private property in this remote Xilin Mansion City, and private property is used as public property. This person is full of twists and turns and can't guess it thoroughly.

After two days of travel, Qiao Qiao finally got a bed to sleep, and Er Qiao was woken up by Er Qiao.

"Girl, get up quickly and go out to the street."

"When is it time? You'll let me sleep more."

"What are you sleeping? Grandpa has taken Mao Liang and Sanpin to work in our yard for a long time. My elder brother has read a few books. Are you still sleeping? Get up soon, let's go out for dinner."

Seeing that Qiao Qiao didn't move, Er Qiao simply went to pull someone straight away.

"If you don't go, you can go by yourself."

"If it weren't for your money, I wouldn't have bothered to call you. I'd have gone out long ago, hurry up."

This is Erqiao's big truth.

Unable to twist, Qiao Qiao had to get up and go out to the street with Erqiao before she arrived at the door. Mr. Chen caught up with him, "I'll go with you too."

What are you doing?

"I rarely come to the city, so I can't see it? Let's leave quickly and don't talk too much."

Mr. Chen urged Erqiao to drive out the carriage, but Mr. Chen asked Erqiao to come down. He drove the carriage and his grandsons took the carriage.

"Grandpa, do you recognize the way?" Erqiao asked.

"Do you really think your grandfather has been in the mountains all his life? I have been to Xilin Mansion City back then. I have visited Wutong Street in our house now. I won't mention it. We have stopped washing our hands and sitting firmly and walking."

After Mr. Chen mentioned it, the brother and sister remembered that my grandfather had almost forgotten his previous career for so long.

The three grandparents and grandchildren first found a small restaurant to eat, but then the old man drove the car into a noisy and broken alley.

"Here, get out of the car and walk."

Mr. Chen stopped the car, and the two brothers and sisters got out of the car and were stunned. Grandpa took us to such a place.

Isn't this a trafficker street? There are all thin skin-covered bones on both sides, sallow-colored and ragged. The youngest are five or six years old, and the older ones are eight or twenty years old, men and women, watching the employers coming and going to pick people.

Some even pulled the employer's sleeve and cried, "Please choose me, I can do any job, I don't have money, just give me some stutter...

Uncle, my son is very capable, choose my one...

My child is also very hardworking. Uncle, I just happen to be a girl for your granddaughter...

Seeing Mr. Chen bringing his two grandchildren in, all the ones selling their children and daughters gathered up to promote the sale.

Qiao Qiao followed the grandfather who was leading the horse and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, are you going to sell me and my brother?"

"Sell it? You are the only one? Who dares to buy it? Besides, I won't sell it even if I give it to me. That's not my liver."

Chen Geng knocked his granddaughter's head, what is this child's mind pretending to be.

"Then why did you bring us here?"

"Look carefully, there are both of them. If you like them, you will buy them back as a maid. Look at you, your hair is not well combed. You can't look at them. You can't look at them. You can't look at them. You are so lazy. No girl is planning for you. Besides, we live in that yard, and it doesn't match the service of no girl."

Alas, grandpa, you really understand it! You have to live in a courtyard and be matched with a girl.

Mr. Chen also said to Erqiao beside him, "Erqiao, why don't you be matched with a servant?"

Erqiao's head shook like a rattle, "Don't, I don't know how to use it."

Mr. Chen smiled, too, our little granddaughter is a person who knows how to use it.

The people in this alley rushed forward one after another, all wanting to win the favor of the three grandparents and grandchildren.

"Qiao'er, are there anyone you like?" Chen Geng muttered. This girl has always been picky and doesn't know what you want.

"Grandpa, is this the one who sells children and daughters? Is it the one who sells children and daughters?"

"That must be true. You think they are all like you, and there are only three godfathers."

"But, since you are your biological child, why should you sell it? How can you bear it?"

"Girl, although you were poor when you were born, your parents treated you as treasures, so that you didn't understand the sufferings of the world. If you weren't going to have no way out, which family would be willing to sell their own flesh and blood? If you don't sell them, the family would wait for death without food or drink. If they were sold, the one who was sold may have a way out and the family would have less burdens."
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