The woman moved her hand with hesitation in her eyes, but when she saw Cheng Li's clear and bright eyes, and that face that was particularly white and beautiful in the sun, she shook her head resolutely.
Cheng Li's eyes dimmed instantly. He had no money and no corresponding letter of introduction, otherwise he would definitely be able to escape from this woman and run away on his own.
The woman seemed to have thought of this problem as well. She took out a rope from her body, put one end in Cheng Li's hand and tied the other end around her waist.
This action is not abrupt. Many adults will tie their children together like this when they take them out, because they are afraid of losing the children.
The woman put the quilt on Cheng Li. There were ropes at the corners of the quilt. The woman tied the ropes carefully to prevent the quilt from falling off.
"It's cold outside, and your clothes are not thick enough. Put them on first, and I'll make you new clothes when I get home."
"Where is your home?"
"It's far away. It takes several days by train."
"Where is this place?"
Little Chengli's heart was beating wildly. It would take several days to take the train. Would his parents still be able to find him
"This is Jin County. When you finish eating, we will take the train home. I just don't know if there is a train going home today."
The woman finally got a teacup of hot water, then she broke the steamed bun into pieces and put it into the hot water, then took out a spoon and handed it to him.
Xiao Chengli used a spoon to press the steamed buns into the boiling water. The hot steam covered Xiao Chengli's face, making it look even better. The woman looked at everything in front of her and nodded with satisfaction. Five hundred and fifty yuan was totally worth it.
Little Chengli ate the steamed bun bite by bite. The steamed bun that had been soaked in water was indeed much softer. I don’t know if it was because he was hungry or because it was his first time eating sorghum steamed bun, but he actually found it quite delicious.
Looking at little Cheng Li Siwen's eating manner, the woman was even more satisfied. Although the clothes on the child did not fit well, it did not affect the child's appearance at all.
"My son, why are your clothes so torn? When we get home, I will find a way to get some cloth and cotton to make you a new set of clothes."
The clothes were torn. Little Cheng Li looked at himself in surprise and realized that his original down jacket was gone. What he was wearing now was a patched tattered coat.
"Where are my original clothes?"
"What clothes?"
Little Cheng Li stopped talking. He knew that his clothes had been stripped off. There were not many children in Beijing who could wear down jackets, but his mother felt sorry for them, so she made down jackets for them all.
But he failed to keep it and it was stripped off. These people are so despicable. He must report it to the police and ask them to arrest the human traffickers.
After the meal, little Cheng Li's spirits obviously improved. He obediently followed the woman to the station. When the woman took out money to buy the ticket, he snatched the money and quickly ran out.
The woman was startled. She saw that the rope tied to Cheng Li's hand had been untied by him at some point. She cried anxiously, "Son, don't run away. Don't leave me behind."
As soon as Xiao Chengli ran out of the ticket station, he was grabbed by the collar from behind. The woman stumbled out, grabbed Xiao Chengli's hand and refused to let go.
Little Cheng Li was anxious and wanted to struggle, but he was held by the collar and his feet were off the ground, so he had no way to break free. He also shouted anxiously:
"She is not my mother. She is a human trafficker. She spent 550 yuan to buy me back to be her son."
As soon as these words were spoken, the people around looked at Cheng Li and the woman in surprise. However, when they saw Cheng Li's clothes full of patches, they all smiled and shook their heads.
The child was dressed similarly to the woman, so they must be a mother and son. Moreover, they were extremely poor, so how could they afford 550 yuan to buy a person
"You didn't feed your son enough, so your son doesn't want you, right?"
A spectator smiled and teased the woman who was holding on to Cheng Li and refused to let go. The woman blushed and said, "Yes, this girl must despise me for being poor."
"Are you blind? Look at my face. Do I look like her? You call me son? I have a mother. My mother studied at Beijing University, my father studied at Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, and my grandfather is the dean..."
Little Cheng Li told everyone about his family situation in one breath, his voice was so loud and clear that everyone around him was shocked and speechless.
"You, you, you... How can you be so heartless? I just gave you a steamed bun, which was the food I saved from my mouth. How can you be so heartless? I won't live anymore..."
"Boy, your mother is a college student in Beijing, why are you here and wearing such shabby clothes?"
The man holding him by the collar put little Cheng Li down and looked at little Cheng Li and the woman. One had a delicate face and a pair of snow-white, slender hands, and it was obvious that she was raised in wealth.
And that woman was pale and thin, she looked really ordinary, and her hands were extremely rough. Such a woman could never raise a child like Xiao Chengli, so she should not be the child's biological mother.
"I was knocked unconscious by someone suddenly. I escaped when the person was not around, and was knocked unconscious by a sesame cake from a human trafficker. When I woke up, it was her. She bought me for 550 yuan."
"Human traffickers... Oh my god, son, hurry up and grab your hand."
A woman quickly grabbed the child walking in front of her and looked at little Cheng Li with pity. It was a pity that such a cute child, a boy at that, was stolen.
"He is a liar. He is my biological son. I raised him for nine years. What an ungrateful bastard."
Little Cheng Li smiled. He would be exactly eight years old after the Chinese New Year, but he was well-nourished and was taller than an ordinary eight-year-old child.
"You said I was nine years old, so you know my name and where I'm from."
The woman was stunned for a moment. She forgot to ask the human trafficker what the child's name was. It didn't matter what the child was called. She could just give the child a name when she got home.
By this time, everyone had seen that there was something wrong with this woman. The man squatted down and picked up little Cheng Li:
"Uncle will take you to report to the police, you come with me."
Everyone nodded and suggested that they should report the case to the police. The human traffickers were indeed too rampant. They even stole children from Beijing, whose parents were college students.
Xiao Chengli felt relieved, but he was embarrassed to be hugged. He struggled shyly for a while. The man understood what Xiao Chengli meant and let him go, but held Xiao Chengli's hand tightly.
The woman saw that something was wrong and realized that she was careless. She knew that going to the police station was definitely not an option, otherwise she would end up with nothing. So she followed the man and he disappeared.
Xiao Chengli turned around and saw the woman sneaking away, but he didn't say anything. After all, it was she who brought him out and spent 550 yuan.