"Daohua, what are you looking at? It's time to enter the inn."

Yan Wentao saw Daohua turning her head and looking back, so he pulled her hand and leaned closer to her, carefully protecting her and preventing people around her from bumping into her.

The rice has grown well. Even though the women are now disguised as men and wearing coarse linen clothes, they are still pretty and eye-catching. After getting off the carriage, many people are looking at them.

Mrs. Yan also looked over: "Don't look around."

Amid the tugging between the two, Daohua quickly retracted her gaze, suppressing the uneasiness in her heart and not daring to look back again.

She was not a real child. The bruised and swollen cheeks revealed through the opened car curtain at the corner, and she immediately realized something was wrong.

But she didn't dare to find out the truth.

Without him, there were two tall and strong men standing next to the carriage.

Soon, Daohua was pulled into the inn by Mrs. Yan. At this time, Uncle Sun and Sun Ma, who had gone to put the carriage away, also came back.

Old Mrs. Yan asked for two guest rooms, one where she lived with Daohua and Sun's mother, and one where Uncle Sun lived with Yan Wentao.

"After a long day's journey, let's all go back to our rooms and rest."

Mrs. Yan took Daohua and walked towards the room. During this period, Daohua couldn't help but turned around and looked outside the inn again.

It's a pity that the curtains of the carriage have been completely lowered. Looking from the outside, nothing is wrong.

However, the two mature men were still standing by.

Daohua glanced at their bulging waists, her eyes flickering.

After returning to the room, Daohua was a little absent-minded. She only took a few bites of the food brought by her job.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yan thought her granddaughter was tired from the long journey, so she urged her to go to bed and rest.

At night, Daohua tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, her young, purple and swollen cheeks would appear in her mind.

Is he a human trafficker?

Or is it something dirty happening in a wealthy family?

No matter what it is, it seems that it is beyond her control, and she does not have the ability to do so.

Those two strong men who might have weapons hidden in their waists looked ruthless at first glance. On her side, her grandmother, grandson uncle, and grandson mother are all old, and the third brother is only a 13-year-old boy. They have no ability to fight with them.

Dou.

If one is not careful, they might even get themselves involved.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet? Are you tired?" Mrs. Yan noticed that her granddaughter was not asleep yet, so she endured the sleepiness and patted her back gently.

Looking at the old lady's peaceful face, Daohua's heart slowly calmed down, her mind became empty, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Yan woke up the rice flowers.

"There are more and more refugees on the road. It's better for us to get to Linyi County as soon as possible."

Mrs. Yan was worried that the road would be uneven, so she thought about it and decided to speed up.

After having breakfast and paying for the room, Mrs. Yan led her grandchildren and left the inn.

When leaving, Daohua paid attention to the carriage in the inn and found that the suspicious carriage she saw yesterday was missing. She felt a little complicated. She didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief (no need to worry about whether to save people or not) or to worry about the situation in the carriage.

of people are worried.

Along the way, Daohua and the others saw more and more refugees.

Moreover, from time to time we see some refugees robbing passers-by.

For the sake of safety, Mrs. Yan spent some money, hooked up with a team of escorts, and went on the road with them.

Due to the endless robberies on the road, the journey was inevitably delayed. In the evening, the escort failed to arrive at the designated inn and had to find a ruined temple to rest.

As soon as she entered the ruined temple, Daohua's expression suddenly changed.

That carriage!

The carriage was tied up in the courtyard of the ruined temple, and two strong men squatted beside the carriage, lit a fire, and were roasting an unknown piece of meat.

"Woooooo~"

When everyone passed by the carriage, they heard noises coming from the carriage and looked over.

At this time, a woman got out of the carriage with a smile: "The child at home is having a tantrum."

Hearing this, the people from the escort agency said nothing and walked straight into the ruined temple.

Mrs. Yan had a sullen face, clutching Daohua and Yan Wentao tightly, and quickly followed the people from the escort agency.

"Brother, there's something wrong with that carriage. There are at least a dozen children in it." A young man in the escort agency whispered to the boss of the escort agency.

The boss of the escort agency looked back at the carriage in the yard: "Don't worry about anything when you are out."

After hearing the conversation, Daohua raised her head and glanced at the two of them.

Mrs. Yan also noticed something. She found a seat nearby and sat down next to the people from the escort agency. She whispered to her grandchildren not to run around.

As night fell, several more waves of people came to the ruined temple.

During this period, many people noticed something was wrong with the carriage in the courtyard, but no one came forward.

Daohua buried her head in Mrs. Yan's arms and carefully looked at the expressions of everyone in the ruined temple.

It's none of your business, take it for granted, ignore it, be numb...

Don’t these people have any conscience?

That's not necessarily the case.

They know that the three people in the courtyard may be human traffickers, but for these people who have been wandering outside all year round, returning home safely is their biggest wish. As for the uneven things on the road...

They themselves cannot protect themselves, so how can they have the energy to care about the life and death of others.

Seeing Daohua staring into the courtyard, Mrs. Yan suddenly reached out and covered her eyes.

She knows that her granddaughter has been smarter than ordinary people since she was a child, but sometimes being too smart may not be a good thing.

"Go to sleep, we have to travel tomorrow."

Mrs. Yan whispered to Daohua.

Daohua listened, nodded, and closed her eyes in time, but she couldn't fall asleep.

Human traffickers...

What she learned in her previous life made it impossible for her to turn a blind eye.

However, she did not have the ability to save those abducted children.

The whole night, Daohua's mind was confused.

At dawn, amid her powerlessness and the indifference of others, the two strong men left in their carriage.

Mrs. Yan sighed silently, took out the dry food and told her grandchildren to eat it, but she didn't take a bite.

Just as the escort was packing up and preparing to leave, there were sudden noises outside the ruined temple.

"It's not good, those refugees are so hungry that they rob people whenever they see them."

The expression of the boss of the escort agency changed, and he immediately said loudly: "Quick, get out of here." If they are surrounded by refugees in the ruined temple, the goods will definitely be in danger, and they may not survive until tomorrow.

Old Mrs. Yan also had a look of horror on her face. She held her grandchildren tightly and hurriedly ordered Uncle Sun to fetch the carriage.

Even though Uncle Sun was almost 60 years old, he was very fit and healthy, and his movements were faster than those of the young men in the escort agency. He pulled a carriage, and as soon as Mrs. Yan and the others got on it, they immediately rushed out of the ruined temple with the carriage.

After running for more than ten miles out of the ruined temple and seeing no refugees on the road, Uncle Sun slowly slowed down.

"Slow down a little and wait for the people from the escort agency."

Mrs. Yan was worried that it would be unsafe to travel alone, so she decided to go with someone from the escort agency.

In the carriage, Daohua's heart was still pounding.

When people are hungry and crazy, they are really crazy.

When she rushed out of the ruined temple, she saw the scarlet color outside the temple.

Having grown up in a harmonious society, she has never seen this before, and her scalp still feels numb just thinking about it.

Daohua felt that the carriage was a little dull, so she quickly opened a corner of the curtain, trying to use the scenery outside the carriage to dilute the bloody scene in her mind.

The carriage swayed slowly, and Daohua's mood gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, a carriage stopped on the roadside, causing Daohua to tremble.

"Daohua, what's wrong?" Mrs. Yan asked worriedly.

She was careless. She didn't expect that the drought in the north was so severe and that there were so many refugees along the way. She should have taken the waterway with San'er and the others if she had known. Daohua was probably frightened by the situation just now.

Daohua quickly lowered the car curtain, pretending to be calm and said: "I'm fine."

Mrs. Yan pulled her into her arms and didn't say anything, just patted her on the back.

Daohua obediently clung to the old lady, but after a while, she suddenly straightened up, opened the car curtain again, and looked back.

The car curtain is raised and lowered; raised and lowered again, back and forth several times.

Daohua took a deep breath and looked at Mrs. Yan: "Grandma, I want to get out of the car for convenience."

Mrs. Yan looked a little reluctant, but she also knew that people have three urgent needs, and it was not easy to hold back her granddaughter: "Grandma is with you."

Daohua immediately shook her head: "No, it will be fine if Third Brother comes with me."
Chapter completed!