I have a world pawnshop

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What came in was a grass-like woman with a messy head. She looked more than sixty years old, with a sad face. When she walked into this pawn shop, she hesitated and didn't even dare to move a step.

A pair of eyes just kept looking around, and the shock on her face was beyond words to describe. She would never have imagined that she would come to such a place?

"Heaven and earth pawnshop? Where is this?"

The woman's eyes were dull, it seemed that she couldn't make a profit, how did she get here?

And where is this?

Are you dreaming?

"This is a pawnshop. You can pawn everything you have and get everything you want! Including life!"

Zhang Fan has seen too many such guests, but many times there are gods and ghosts, and a mortal like this is still rare.

"I don't want life, I just want my son to come back, willingly to come back to me, I don't want anything for the rest, I can give everything, as long as you want things..."

This can make the sound of kneeling on the ground almost collapsed, but it is such a request?

Zhang Fan didn't speak, he was a god here, but even if he was a god, he didn't know what was going on with a thoughtless sentence?

Zhang Fan looked at Huayueying with a look, and let the woman slowly lay down on the ground to explain clearly about her son.

"My son is almost 30 years old this year. I haven't seen him since 14 years ago, because he wants to work part-time, and he used to be my pride, the pride of my life. What is the most sensible and enviable person in the village? My child, but after he left his hometown, he never went back. I miss him so much, I miss him so much..."

"I want to know, he is willing to send me money back, but why he refuses to come back to see me, I want to know, is he dead or alive? Why he refuses to come back, is it because there is too poor, but after all it belongs to him Home..."

The old woman was crying and wiping her tears.

His crying was very sad, to the extreme, even if Zhang Fan and Hua Yueying had seen too many things, but at this time saw a mother crying in front of them.

They only felt sadness in the air.

"What's your child's name? I can find it for you, but what can you pawn out?"

Not everyone can enter the world pawnshop.

There must be something pawnshops fancy about them.

"When something? A pawnshop, I, I have no valuables on my body, I have no money, and my ancestors have never left anything behind. There are only three tiled houses in my house and countless mountains. You can take whatever you want. Go, all the land contracted for rent can be taken away..."

The woman is really going to cry when she talks about it. She is very poor and poor, she really has no money!

I can't think of anything to pawn.

Does the pawnshop want others' most precious things, but she really doesn't have anything.

"My son is Liu Dashan, please help me find my son..."

The woman cried again. She told Hua Yueying that her name was Wang Xiaoju and she lived far away. There were virgin forests over her house. If it rained over there, they could not go to the county seat.

Because the road is not easy to follow, there will be mudslides that are dangerous if it rains.

It’s about two hundred kilometers from the county seat to his house. It should be easy to find. As long as they can bring their son for her to have a look, he is willing to pawn everything. She just wants her son to change his mind and return to his hometown. .

"Leave a drop of your blood, your son will go back willingly soon..."

Although he had never received such an order, Zhang Fan felt that it was not difficult, but just to find someone and let him go home.

He has done things harder than this, and he doesn't care about this one.

And Zhang Fan is also curious, what is worthy of attention in this old woman?

life?

It doesn't seem to be the same, because the life span of the old woman is less than three years. As for money, or what treasure she has, Zhang Fan really didn't see it at this time.

Zhang Fan was a little curious about the people he couldn't see through.

He has been in a panic lately. He intends to help the old woman and find her son, and let him return to his mother willingly, which is three years at most.

After three years, it is estimated that he can do what he wants.

But if you haven't been home in 14 years, are you still there?

The old woman couldn't hide the surprise in her heart. Under the guidance of Hua Yueying, she pierced her hand with a needle, and then dripped a drop of blood. Amidst full curiosity and doubt, she left the world pawnshop.

In a place surrounded by mountains and almost no people, there are three tiled houses around it.

The old peasant woman suddenly woke up at this moment. She looked outside the window. It was still dark outside, and it seemed that it was still dark.

"It's strange, why did you have such a dream? I still miss my son too much, Xiaoshan, when will I be back..."

Wang Xiaoju sighed in the darkness. It might be that she was talking to herself and getting up a little bit. After awakening the wife on one side, she heard him coughing and coughing.

"Why can't sleep again, go to sleep, go to sleep, it's still dark, you have to go to the mountains to dig herbs, and you have to walk a long way, go to sleep..."

"Old man, I can't sleep. I'm dreaming. I dreamed that the hill came back. I dreamed that someone would help me find the hill. You said, nothing happened to the hill. Why haven't you written to us for so long?"

Wang Xiaoju really couldn't sleep at this time, she vaguely felt that she had a dream, a very absurd dream.

It seems that someone is willing to help him bring his son back, ha ha ha ha, that dream is so beautiful.

It's a pity, it's just a dream. What's the use of no matter how beautiful it is?

"Don't think about it. My son is sending us money every month. Write a letter. Don't worry. My son is busy at work. It's really not easy to come back. It's not easy. Go to sleep. I have to go to the mountains..."

Wang Xiaoju's man turned over and ignored her.

But Wang Xiaoju couldn't sleep over and over again. He would simply get up and go to the kitchen to make food. They had to prepare a few rice balls and then take them to the mountains to eat, because after dawn, they had to take them all day.

And eating rice balls on the mountain is the most hungry.

Before dawn, the lights in Wang Xiaoju's kitchen turned on, and while he was cooking, he sat on a stool and looked at the burning flame of the stove door, thinking hard.

"Son, when can I come back, Xiaoshan, mom misses you so much!"