Sister, you miss me

110 The Little Girl Selling Flowers

The winter solstice is a Sunday.

At noon, the smell of dumplings wafted from the courtyard of Yang Feng's house. They were the pork shepherd's purse stuffing that Dad Yang Zhantian loved most.

When cooking dumplings, Yang Zhantian asked: "Why do you have to eat dumplings during the winter solstice?"

Qin Xue smiled: "I heard that if you don't eat, your ears will freeze."

Yang Feng shook his head and laughed: "It's interesting, it should be an ancestor's tradition. It's like eating boiled eggs at Lixia, watermelon at Liqiu, and Laba porridge at Lidong."

Qin Xue nodded, and then frowned, "Brother, I always have a question, didn't Lidong enter winter? Winter solstice, winter solstice, that is, winter is here, these two solar terms are not repeated?"

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled: "I've checked the information specifically. Lidong is entering winter, and the weather may not be so cold, but the winter solstice is the first day of nine cold winters, understand? It's nine."

"That's it, no wonder it's cold!"

Yang Feng nodded, feeling the same, this winter is indeed cold.

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After eating the dumplings, Yang Feng said hello to his father and sister, and went to the hospital. Now it is justified.

In the hospital lobby, Yang Feng saw the little flower girl again. She was still wearing a thin and tattered shirt that could not see the original color. She was thinner than before. She had obvious frostbite on her face and hands, her complexion was gray and her hair was as dry as straw. .

Seeing this look, Yang Feng felt distressed for no reason.

The little girl kept saying "Buy a flower", but it was a pity that almost no one cared about it.

Yang Feng followed the little girl silently, shivering in the cold wind, like a little flower about to wither.

As she walked, the little girl stopped, then went up the steps and looked in through the glass.

It turned out to be KFC.

Not far away, Yang Feng saw the little girl swallowing her saliva, with a certain expectation in her eyes.

Yang Feng also looked inside.

In the KFC restaurant, those children are dressed glamorously, eat satisfactorily, have parental care, and social care... but the little girl has nothing.

The little girl took out a few coins in her pocket, then sighed faintly, the light in her eyes dimmed, then she turned and left silently.

Yang Feng rushed into KFC and bought a bucket for the whole family. When he came out again, the little girl was gone.

Carrying a plastic bag, along Renmin Road, he chose a direction and walked forward.

After a short while, when he reached the corner of Beiping Street, Yang Feng knew that this was the old street in the county seat, and it was a dirty village in the city.

At this moment, an advertisement on the wire pole attracted Yang Feng's attention. The title of the advertisement was "Transfer of Disabled Children", which read:

I have three disabled children:

1. Both legs are completely cut and the transfer fee is 8,000 yuan.

2. With arms deformity, the transfer fee is 6,000 yuan.

3. The transfer fee for deaf-mute dementia is 5,000 yuan.

They all have rich experience in begging, obedient and honest, never run away, now transfer the right to use, can be tied

Sales can also be transferred individually. If you buy one and two, you can get three.Because I have to go back to my hometown in an urgent matter, so

Transfer with reluctance, if you are the one.

For a moment, Yang Feng thought of the evil "gang of beggars" Roland said.

If it is really a gang of beggars, this village in the city should be their ideal settlement.

Suddenly someone pulled his sleeves, and Yang Feng turned his head and saw Hao Liang wrapped in a long red down jacket.

D-cub, even when wearing a down jacket, is very conspicuous.

"What are you doing here?" Hao Liang asked.

Yang Feng pointed to the advertisement on the telegraph pole and said, "You don't care about it?"

"Why bother?" Hao Liang asked back.

"It's not normal, where did these children come from? Why are they disabled?"

Hao Liang nodded: "What you said is right, but did anyone call the police? The people do not raise officials and do not investigate. Besides, our police force has always been very tense."

Yang Feng shook his head: "I knew it was a waste of words to tell you."

Hao Liang smiled: "Why are you carrying KFC for takeout, and who is it for?"

"It's not for you anyway."

"I believe this." Hao Liang was not angry, looking at Yang Feng and said, "What do you think of this matter?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Feng was still angry.

Hao Liang pointed to the telephone pole: "What is the identity of the person who transfers disabled children? What is the relationship with these children?"

Yang Feng didn't hesitate to say: "The beggar gang, the new age beggar gang, these children must have been abducted and trafficked, and then disabled by people, and then used to beg for money."

"Who did you hear from?"

"It's available online, you can use your brain and analyze it. Can your biological parents do such a thing?"

"The little match girl can be made by her father."

Yang Feng waved his hand: "Well, I'm too lazy to talk to you, there is no nutrition at all."

Just when Yang Feng was about to turn around and leave, someone pulled his trouser legs and turned to take a look. There was the little girl standing beside him with a flower basket on her back: "Big brother, buy a flower for my sister. It only costs five yuan ."

The crowd looked for him a thousand times, Yang Feng's eyes were hot, and he squatted down, holding a flower basket, and said, "Big brother bought as much as there is in it."

"Really!" The little girl was overjoyed.

Yang Feng nodded: "Are you hungry?"

The little girl bit her pale lip and nodded.

Yang Feng lifted the plastic bag, smiled and said, "I invite you to KFC."

The little girl's eyes widened, and quickly shook her head resolutely: "I don't want to eat, I only want to sell money."

Yang Feng smiled. He knew that the little girl had misunderstood: "Or I will buy the flowers first, and then I will invite you to eat them."

"That's it, it's okay."

His eyes are so gentle, his smile is so warm, what kind of person is he?

"Hao Liang, have you driven yet." Yang Feng interrupted Hao Liang's random thoughts.

"Oh, well, it's open."

"Go and talk in your car."

Yang Feng helped the little girl carry the flower basket, and the three of them sat in Hao Liang's Poussin. Hao Liang started the car and turned on the hot air to keep warm.

Yang Feng glanced roughly at the flower basket, then took out five hundred yuan, put it in the little girl's cold and dirty hands, and said, "You take this."

"Big brother..." The little girl choked, her eyes pure and bright.

"Hao Liang, give me some wet wipes."

"Oh." Hao Liang hurriedly took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag.

Yang Feng carefully wiped the little girl's hands, then opened the family bucket and said, "It's not cold yet, let's eat."

Seeing chicken leg burgers and other things, they are delicious only in dreams. The little girl couldn't help swallowing her saliva, or looked up and asked, "Big brother, why is this?"

"Because you look like your brother's sister."

"Thank you, big brother." The little girl couldn't resist the temptation of food, bowed left and right, and ate it.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Seeing Yang Feng’s eyes full of pity, when Hao Liang was about to think again, she heard Yang Feng’s instructions: “Go buy a bottle and drink it hot.”

Hao Liang pouted and got out of the car.

There were only two people left in the car. Yang Feng took the napkins and wiped the corners of the little girl's mouth from time to time.

The little girl was still fighting with food. Yang Feng tentatively asked, "Little sister, where are your parents?"

"do not know."

"Where your house?"

"do not know."

"Who asked you to sell flowers."

"Big mother..." The little girl covered her mouth suddenly, "I can't say, I should go."

Hao Liang just came back at this time and saw the little girl pushing the door, she said: "Little sister, are you leaving now?"

"Thank you, big sister." The little girl bowed.

Hao Liang pulled her back into the car, handed a bottle of hot milk tea into her hand, took out a set of clothes from the plastic bag, and gestured to the little girl.

"Is this for me?" The little girl couldn't believe it.

Hao Liang nodded: "You wear so little, it must be very cold, and I don't have so much time. These are all local stalls, not valuable, and I don't know if it is appropriate?"

Yang Feng saw sweaters, woolen trousers and cotton jackets and thick pants. He nodded approvingly: "It must be suitable."

"Sister, try it for you?" Hao Liang asked tentatively.

The little girl bit her lip, her eyes were red, and she didn't speak.

"Yang Feng, you went out, didn't you see the girl changing clothes?" Hao Liang ordered.

Yang Feng shook his head, pushed the door and got out of the car, and subconsciously took out a cigarette.

I feel a little upset, how can I help the little girl?

"You can't save sentient beings." Master's words are still in my ears, but Yang Feng wants to deal with injustices, and he wants to deal with poor people.

That's right, I cannot save sentient beings, but I have to save one person!Thinking of this, Yang Feng severely pinched out the cigarette that he didn't smoke.

Hao Liang knocked on the window and hooked her finger at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng opened the door, suddenly stunned.

The little girl put on the warm and beautiful new clothes, her face was wiped clean, she was slightly sprayed with powder, her messy and dry hair was wet, tied into two little braids, which were rubber bands decorated with fruit candy.

Dressed in this way, the little girl turned into a princess, if it weren't for the gloomy face and the frostbite on her hands.

The little girl shouldn't have experienced this kind of warmth for a long time, but she kept crying. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and said: "I really should go now, thank you big brother and big sister."

The little girl pushed the car door, bowed to the two of them, and quickly disappeared from the crowd of Peking Street.

Hao Liang sighed deeply and looked at Yang Feng and said, "Why are you? Sympathy?"

Yang Feng said: "She reminds me of my sister. If no one sympathizes, I am worried that she will be like a little match girl."

"However, you can't help her like this, and it may make her fall into disarray."

"why?"

"The reason is very simple." Hao Liang swept the scattered hair from the temples behind her ears and said: "Today she sold so much money, maybe she will be praised, but tomorrow, the manager will give her a higher task. You will be punished if you fail to accomplish it."

"How do you know this?"

"I inferred from common sense."

Yang Feng squinted his eyes: "Why are you so good to her? It's also sympathy?"

"There is a bit of sympathy, and more of it is being infected by you, but I am not afraid to tell you that I am investigating the case and I suspect that these children were all abducted.

"How do you check?"

"There are bugs and trackers in the fruit candy for the child's hair."

"It turns out that you had planned."

"Human traffickers are hateful, and those who manage these children also destroy humanity. I want these people to accept legal sanctions." Hao Liang nodded, and then changed the conversation: "However, the bureau does not agree with me to handle this case. I am Fighting alone, without any support."

"I'll help you."

"Good." Hao Liang said without hesitation, then turned on the phone and handed it to Yang Feng: "Look at this."

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