Alas, I am still too young.
Seeing how stubborn she was, the aunt shook her head helplessly and sat back in front of her stall.
*
The next afternoon, Su Qiao learned from the lesson of the previous day and set out from home at 4 o'clock with a trailer, ready to grab a good spot.
Just as I crossed the street and before reaching the intersection of the farmers' market, I heard someone shouting something.
Then, I noticed a scene of chasing each other in front of me.
The tall and strong man in front was holding a little boy of two or three years old under his arms. A woman behind him was chasing after him, anxiously shouting to passers-by for help.
"Catch him, catch him! He stole my child, he is a human trafficker."
"Put my child down! Put my child down!"
Su Qiao threw away the cart and was about to rush over to help when two men in police uniforms suddenly jumped out of a car and chased after him.
The leading man was agile and ran very fast. The trafficker turned around and saw that it was a policeman. He threw the child under his arm and ran forward in panic with all his strength.
The leading policeman picked up the child, handed it to his men who had caught up with him, and continued chasing.
The young policeman handed the child back to the woman who had caught up with him, panting: "Hold your child well."
The woman's eyes were red, and she hugged her son tightly, her hands shaking: "Yes, yes, I will hold him well, I will hold him well, I will never let go of his hand again, never let go again."
The young policeman continued to chase forward, but at this moment something unexpected happened ahead.
It turned out that the human traffickers saw that they could not outrun the police, so they panicked and held a passing old lady hostage with a knife.
"You...what are you doing?"
The old lady suddenly felt a knife at her neck and her face turned pale with fright.
The trafficker put one hand around her neck and pointed the blade of the knife in his other hand at her carotid artery. He nervously shouted, "Old man, be quiet and don't move."
"Don't come over here! Don't come over here. The knife in my hand is not vegetarian."
Zhou Ronghao didn't expect this guy to be so bold that he dared to support the hostage in public. He stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't mess around. If you hurt someone, you will be guilty of a serious crime."
"Get out of the way! Let me go!" The human trafficker was completely panicked at this point, holding the old lady hostage and backing away step by step.
The old lady was frightened and then had her neck strangled. Her face became increasingly ugly and she was about to faint with her eyes rolled back.
The crowd watching exclaimed.
"Old lady, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Ronghao was a little anxious and didn't dare to go forward.
He looked at the trafficker and said soothingly, "The old lady may have a heart attack, let her go quickly."
The human trafficker was also a little anxious. If the hostage was gone, he would have no bargaining chips at all.
However, he did not let her go. Instead, he gritted his teeth, tightened his grip on the old lady's neck, and said sternly, "As long as you let me go, I won't hurt her."
"Okay, we'll let you go, and you let her go." Zhou Ronghao was afraid that he would do something desperate, so he had to agree to him.
The trafficker looked at them warily and stepped back step by step: "No! If I let her go, you will catch me immediately. I want to take her with me. When I am safe, I will naturally let her go."
Looking at the old lady who was about to faint, Zhou Ronghao frowned and said, "Then I will be your hostage."
"You can tell at a glance that the old lady has a bad heart. If something happens to her on the way, you will be guilty of a great sin."
The trafficker didn't hesitate at all, "No!"
He quickly glanced around and suddenly looked at the slender Su Qiao who was towing the car: "You, come here."