Chapter 444

As the van drove into the mountain,

arrived at the front entrance of the village and stopped.

There are already people waiting there. There are many people, men, women, old and young. It's a dark area.

Some are smoking, some are squatting there chatting, some are playing with cell phones.

But we are all waiting in silence,

some people look indifferent, as if they are just collecting numbers;

a small number of people are very nervous and keep looking over there, full of expectations.

It's like a rough welcome team,

but with less decoration and less celebration.

Many people will hate form and always feel that any form is a burden.

For example, before any party activity, the leader's speech on the stage read the same opening words, and in the process of greeting the old mother again and again in everyone's mind, he said a lot of nonsense,

and then went on in the sparse applause.

But sometimes, the form is really needed and has its existence significance.

For example,

weddings.

Tedious forms can give people a sense of solemnity, otherwise it will become the village at this time,

so direct,

so stiff,

like a mule waiting to be brought back home just after spending money.

The van came,

the old driver got out of the car, and he still wore sunglasses, which almost became his obstinacy, not for the sake of being handsome. In fact, he was over the age of being handsome.

His eyes were hurt and he wore sunglasses just to cover them.

He came out alone, and the other two were staying at the scrap purchasing station. This is a conventional rule. Everyone has been working together for many years. There is still a sense of trust.

A group of villagers swarmed over,

all looked into the van,

observed,

some naughty children even climbed directly to the engine hood and looked in.

Everyone is curious about what the new daughter-in-law looks like.

At the same time,

can't help but compare in mind.

Zhang saner's daughter-in-law, what education background and how she grows before her family;

Li Sijia's daughter-in-law, what price and how she grows before her family;

which is white,

which is black,

which is cocky, looks like she can have a baby.

Civilization has entered the village for a long time. Many young people still have smart phones in their hands, but they instinctively enjoy the convenience brought by civilization while insisting on their own simplicity.

Receive the money first, and then deliver the goods.

That's the rule, too.

Human traffickers just want to ensure the health of the people they send. Don't be too young, even if they have completed the task.

As for whether you like to be around fat, swallow thin or smart, I'm sorry, no need to talk about it.

There is a woman to carry Kang for you. Why do you ask so much?

So, it's a thrilling draw.

In the city, many families provide a suite with the savings of three generations;

here, many families even borrow money from relatives and friends to buy a bride with all their savings.

However,

many of the former men buy houses for the convenience of discussing marriage and marrying their daughter-in-law,

the latter is a step to the stomach.

The two girls were pulled down by the old driver,

they were led away by two families respectively, and the people around them were watching and making noise, regardless of the two girls' pleading and crying.

They have seen so much of this kind of scene that they have long been indifferent to it.

After that, the old driver didn't plan to leave. He needed to stay in the village for a while, have dinner and make an appointment for the next business.

He's actually going to retire. There's another one in the car. When he's done, he'll retire.

But he doesn't mind helping others to make a relationship and become a middleman after he retires.

When the car entered a family's yard, the old driver went down to the family's house to have a drink and talk about the price.

The van is locked. There are a few good kids around the van, because they find that there is a girl in the van.

A very lovely girl,

wears very foreign clothes,

it's not the same as a little girl playing together in the village.

Wang Rui curls up in the corner of the minibus, on the platform of the steering wheel, where the Bodhisattva statue is safely placed.

When it's time for lunch,

several children around the van are pulled home by their families for dinner.

The children were noisily reluctant to leave,Yelling to make his parents buy the girl in the van to be his wife.

After about half an hour,

the old driver came back, got on the car, looked at Wang Rui in the car, and smiled.

After starting the car,

left the village,

when the van went out of the village,

Wang Rui suddenly felt something,

raised his head,

looked back at the window,

above the village entrance,

shrouded in a dark cloud,

choked people.

"It's going to rain, that's the weather in the mountains."

The old driver lit a cigarette.

I drove along the mountain road for an hour, but in fact, I didn't go out of the range of the mountain area, and even went in a little more.

Here, a small market will occasionally appear near the provincial road, which can be said to be very remote.

But open, in front of the mountain dam, there is a three story villa.

The dam is surrounded by concrete walls, which is very formal, and from the perspective of decoration design, it is also very foreign, and most of the buildings seen along the way are not in line.

When the van arrived at the door,

the old driver took out his mobile phone and made a phone call.

When he got here, he changed his mobile card.

He doesn't know what anti reconnaissance is, but after so many years of working in this field, he has no problems, and naturally has his own skills and experience.

Soon,

someone came out of the room,

were two middle-aged people in black.

They opened the door and beckoned the old driver in.

The old man smiled at them through the window, drove the van in and stopped it. However, he noticed that the two middle-aged people were still wrapped with black gauze on their arms.

With a click in my heart,

late?

The old driver was a little annoyed. If he came late and others returned the goods, his idea of making a big profit on this list would be lost.

I knew that I would not have been busy with those country bumpkins.

But he got out of the car.

A middle-aged woman in a black coat and black yarn around her arm came over.

"Come with me, please."

"Good."

The old driver first turned around, picked up Wang Rui and followed the woman into the room.

It's estimated that he forgot to bring the amulet in the car when he was too worried.

Actually, he doesn't believe it very much. The reason why he always takes it with him is that there is one in every car and one in the place where he lives, just because of his habit;

he never thought it would really work.

On the third floor, the woman went to knock on the door, and someone answered.

The woman opened the door and beckoned the old driver in.

The old driver hesitated for a moment, put Wang Rui on the sofa in the living room, and walked in first.

Wang Rui sat there silently,

lowered her head,

did not speak,

did not look around.

The woman stood at the door, her duties more like a secretary or housekeeper. At this time, she looked at the lovely girl sitting there.

There was no expression on the woman's face,

no pity, no mood swings,

even if she saw the girl sitting there with her shoulders twitching, like crying.

However, what she didn't know was that the face of the girl with her head buried in her head was the same as that of herself.

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The old driver walked into the study, and the structure here made people have a very strange feeling. Before receiving this list, the old driver knew that the family should have been doing business in other places before. When they got older, they chose to build a villa in the mountain of their hometown and live here, which was the year of their lives.

In a word,

there should be a lot of money,

just look at the security and the rehearsal.

What's more, some rich people will have some habits and quirks that ordinary people can't understand, which is not surprising.

On the carpet, sat a white haired old man. Beside the old man, there was a small coffin.

"It's late."

Said the old man with white hair.

The old driver stood there, not knowing what to say.

He could see a little boy lying in the coffin, dressed in a delicate black suit, ruddy and looking as if he were still alive."Man, here you are?"

"Well, here it is." The old driver replied at once.

The old man with white hair nodded, "go out and get the money, man, I still want it."

As he said,

the old man with white hair looked at his grandson lying in the coffin,

"I can't let my grandson go alone. He has no father or mother since he was a child. He can't walk too alone on the huangquan Road, right

The old driver was stupefied for a moment,

he was a trafficker,

but not an executioner.

Although there were several lives in the hands before, many of them were black eaters or buyers who didn't follow the rules.

But when he heard the white haired old man's words,

he understood something at once.

However,

he didn't say anything,

at the thought that the goods were still needed by others,

his heart immediately settled down.

"All right, all right."

"Go down and get the money with her."

The old man with white hair waved.

The old driver nodded and walked out of the study.

The middle-aged woman standing at the door saw the old driver coming out, nodded to him and said:

"come with me."

"OK, OK."

At last, the old driver took a look at Wang Rui sitting on the sofa in the living room,

took a deep breath,

thought of his future retirement life, and suddenly felt that there was a new rush in life, which lasted for most of his life, and finally could be over, and he could live safely.

However,

when they were going down the stairs,

the little girl who had been sitting there quietly,

raised her head slowly,

her hair fell down,

her expressionless eyes swept to the stairway entrance,

a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth,

opened up in a very cold voice:

"that's all,

Simply,

have you left? "