"The bike is for you!"

Lin Wei saw that several people in front of him were about to enter the station, glanced around, grabbed a man who looked pleasing to the eye, quickly pushed the bicycle into the man's arms, and ran forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Those few people, she must keep an eye on, and it is best to find their base camp.

It's not about morality, it's about interests, it's all about the heart.

Coming out of Lin Shuxia's school today, she wanted to go back to school directly, but suddenly her stomach hurt. In desperation, I had to ride a bicycle and look for toilets everywhere.

If it was daytime, she might have found a household to solve the problem. But at that time, it was already dark, and the people who usually ate early had already rested. There's no way she's going to knock on someone's door and wake up the whole family just to go to the toilet, right?

She could do so, but in full view of everyone, she didn't have the idea of going to the toilet.

After thinking about it, I had to go along the place where I remembered that there might be a toilet.

I finally found the toilet, solved my personal problem, and was riding back on the bike, when I saw a few people sneakily riding a tricycle, and it seemed that they were walking in the direction of the station.

She thought it was strange and slowed down. I happened to hear one of the women say something about not covering the child to death, otherwise the effort would be in vain.

If it was only the first sentence, she probably wouldn't have had any ideas. After all, if the child has a fever at home, or a child who has just been born, the parents will wrap it in a quilt to save the wind.

But the latter sentence was in vain, which really made her have a bad association.

Looking at it, the woman was sitting on the edge of the tricycle, holding a child in her arms.

On the other side of the tricycle, there was also a man sitting with a child in his arms, and the child was not very old and could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.

The rider in front of him was a slightly sturdy man, and he didn't look back when he heard the words, "Kuroko, lift the quilt, don't cover it up!"

"Huh?" Kuroko, who seemed a little reluctant, said to the man, "What if I open it and someone finds out?"

"What should I do?" the man on the bike smiled proudly, "That's Lao Tzu's child, Lao Tzu can do whatever he likes, who dares to say a word?!"

"That kid isn't—" Kuroko seemed to be a bit of a shaft, and opened his mouth to retort.

The man snorted, "No, no, who can prove that these children are not Lao Tzu?"

These children were drugged by him and could not wake up for a while. Even if you wake up, how many of them can tell what your parents are?

Wait until they're about to wake up, and then give them some medicine.

"What should we do if someone asks why there are so many children?"

"What should I do, what should I do! Kuroko, can you keep your brain alive, it's been a few trips, why haven't you made any progress? In the future, this road will be handed over to you, how can you explain it to that side?"

"Am I afraid? If I get caught, I'll have to be shot, right?" Kuroko stammered, still telling her fear.

"Shoot a fart! Can you be a clear-eyed person in our business? You just put your heart in your belly, be more flexible, and there is nothing wrong!" The man said disdainfully, "As far as you just said, it's a fart! What's wrong with the child? Who doesn't have a child yet? When someone in the car really asks, you ask him that there is nothing wrong at night, and what else can he do except turn off the lights and go to bed to give birth? Look at what he says!"

"Then what if you ask the child if he doesn't wake up?"

"If you want to leave relatives and let the child get up overnight, the child will sleep when he is sleepy. What's so hard about that?"

Who stipulates that children must make a fuss?

When the man said this, Kuroko seemed to be relieved, and lifted most of the quilt, revealing a few small heads inside.

When she saw how many children there were, she couldn't help but be angry.

His uncle's, a human trafficker!

What a human trafficker!

At this time, there are fewer bicycles and fewer tricycles! It is not easy to afford a tricycle, even if the tricycle is a bit worn out in sight.

There is not much space for the tricycle, and if it is two little girls of fifteen or sixteen, they can just sit in a row without crowding.

Even that, there were four children crammed into the car. Because of the small space, there are even stacks of children!

She couldn't read the children's clothes clearly, so she couldn't tell where they came from. But if there is no movement in the loss of six children, it can only mean that these six children were acquired in the suburbs.

Six children are six families!

Although she had never given birth in her previous life, she hated these people who stole children.

Nationwide family planning was introduced in 1980, but for people in the system, those with formal jobs, the plan was implemented much earlier. Some of them even have only one child.

No matter how poor the family is, for most mothers, these children are all they have.

Losing a child can sometimes completely destroy a person. Especially for families who have had a ligation and birth control after a lifetime, this is simply a devastating blow.

Nowadays, medical care is underdeveloped, and it is not easy to re-dredge and remove the ring. Even if you can, even if you can have another child, you can't ignore the fact that the child was stolen.

Nowadays, the coverage is not perfect, the Internet is not available, and there are very few such reports. But later generations are different, the Internet is developed, and some parents who have lost their children will self-harm and even commit suicide.

In her previous life, she had heard of one thing. A family's child was stolen, the child's mother committed suicide by drinking pesticides on the third day after not finding the child, and the child's father gave up his job and walked the streets and alleys as a beggar for decades before finally finding his son. When he found his son, he was reluctant to recognize him, and eventually the man returned to his hometown, drank pesticides and died by his wife's grave.

In fact, such things emerge endlessly, but they still cause tragedies for various reasons.

Lin Wei listened and watched, and the string called reason in his head suddenly broke.

So I carefully followed the three people all the way to the station.

Her bicycle is relatively good to be honest, and the bicycle that Du Lei gave will minimize the sound that the bicycle may make, and if you don't even listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

Coupled with the creaking of the tricycle in front, it almost completely muffled the possible sound of Lin Wei's bicycle. In this way, I followed a few people to the station without danger.

It's very troublesome to push a bicycle, but it's more troublesome to sell it to others, after all, you have to give a red book, give it to a household, and it's too late at all.

So, when I saw someone who looked more pleasing to the eye, I directly stuffed the car into someone's house, and didn't care if they wanted it or not.