Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 241
When the caramel-colored pastry fell to the ground, the little girl who cut the cake seemed to be terribly frightened. She hurriedly jumped out of the car, picked up the piece of pastry that had been cut by accident, and patted it gently with her fingers. of dust.

"It's dirty, you can't eat it, so just throw it away, and the money will be counted together." An unopened bottle of mineral water was put on the tricycle.

The town of Uruksa is short of water, and bottled mineral water is rare in the town. People who come to collect cotton all have such water in their hands.The little girl's lips were dry, and she forgot to bring water when she went out. It turned out that this handsome big brother wanted to bring water to her.
Zhou Ziang said very apologetically, it can be seen that the little girl's family background is not good, at this age, she should study in the local primary school.

It is likely that the family asked her to sell Bahari outside.The pastry has not been sold yet, but such a large piece was wasted, and it feels very distressing to think about it.

"No need, my father said that it's my fault to be a man and do things in a down-to-earth way. Just now I wanted to follow what Uncle Mulati said." The little girl's voice became smaller and smaller. She just wanted to learn a lot to buy in other places. Like the Uighurs in Bahari pastry, they cut a large piece and then charged a sum of money, so when Zhou Ziang called her, he panicked and the knife in his hand stopped working.

"Cut another piece for me. I happen to be hungry. Your jujube cake looks delicious," Zhou Ziang didn't ask the girl what the second half of the words were.

"This is not called jujube cake, but I heard from my father that they all eat jujube cake at BJ's, here it is." The little girl stopped her greed, cut off a diamond-shaped Bahari, and handed it to Zhou Ziang.

Zhou Ziang is not used to eating in front of people, it can be seen that the little girl has been staring at him, so she had to take a few mouthfuls, holding her mouth while eating, "It's delicious, your mother is so skillful."

"It's made by my father. If it's delicious, you can buy more," she said before she left her mouth. She seemed to feel that her words were a little too reckless, so she hurriedly lowered her head. It's delicious." She swallowed as she spoke, obviously, before she sold Bahari, her parents ordered her not to steal it halfway, how much perseverance is needed for a half-grown child to resist the temptation of delicious food.

"You are a local, do you know where Zhou Qizheng's family lives? Does their family grow cotton?" Zhou Ziang saw the little girl's ambivalence.

"Zhou Qizheng? Why are you looking for him? We don't grow cotton." The little girl's eyes disappeared from the panic before, and a few braids shook with her head. She dragged back the front of the tricycle desperately, jumped on it, anxious He ran away on a tricycle without even having time to accept Zhou Ziang's money for cakes.

"Cotton?" Zhou Ziang followed up and looked around. At noon, there were no passers-by, and the clerks of several stores were sleeping on the counters.

With a slight sigh of relief, the person has disappeared into the street.Zhou Ziang was already standing on the roof of a nearby building.You can have a panoramic view of the sparse buildings and newly repaired roads in Uruksa Town.

The little girl's tricycle crossed the road and rode towards the remote part of the town. She didn't dare to turn her head back, and the bike was riding very fast.The braids and the plastic film on the car were blown high, and finally stopped beside two small bungalows.

"Sister, why did you come back so early?" There was a little boy squatting outside the bungalow. There were no toys at home, so he took a bowl of water and mixed it in the soil, holding the clay figurine to play with.

The little girl saw that her younger brother was playing with mud all over his body and face, so she dragged him to a plastic bucket filled with water, scooped some water into it to wet the rag, and washed his hands and face.

"Sister misses Abu Dan, so she came back earlier." The little girl looked back at the bungalow with the door half-closed, there was a faint sound of a woman talking inside, "I brought back a piece of Bahari, and I will share it with you."

"Father said, Bahari is used to sell money, to make money for my mother to see a doctor, we are not allowed to steal it," the little boy named Abdan refused, but he couldn't bear the New Year's holiday. The temptation to eat the last Bahari sweet cake, he put his fingers in his mouth, and watched helplessly as his sister took out a piece of Bahari wrapped in plastic film from his pocket.

The piece of Bahari, which was not much bigger than the palm of your hand, was the piece of pastry that accidentally fell to the ground. The little girl gestured softly around her mouth, and carefully broke the caramel-colored pastry into small pieces.

After carefully separating the dust-stained and clean pastries, she put walnuts and raisins on the clean piece and handed them to Abu Dan. "Eat it, it's delicious."

Abu Dan took the pastry, first put the pastry under his nose and smelled it like a puppy, then licked it, and grinned, "Sister, you can eat too."

The little girl had only dirty crumbs left on her hands, but she poured the crumbs from her hands into her mouth.Just as he was about to savor the deliciousness of Harry's chin, his teeth clicked and bit a stone.

Abdan looked at his sister nervously.The little girl shook her hand, "It's a particularly large piece of walnut meat."

"Abudan, where have you been? Come in, and my aunt will take you to a good place." The half-hidden door was pushed open, and a woman came out. I wonder if she ate too much XJ naan. The clothes are also flat, the eyes are small, the lips are thick, and the nose is sunken, not half the appearance of a XJ woman.

"Aunt Jiwa, what are you doing at my house again? My dad said last time that you are not allowed to blame us Abdan for kidnapping children." In fact, only 60.00% of Uruksa town are permanent residents, of which 40.00 %Because there is no cotton field or because it is too lazy to do it, I leased the cotton field to Ahmaiti. I usually make money by renting the field or helping to pick cotton during the busy season.

It's not yet the season for picking cotton, so some people have a bad idea to sell the children in the town, especially the boys with good looks, to other places at a high price.

The person called Aunt Jiwa by the siblings was one of that group.

She has a blood relationship with the siblings' Uyghur mother, Guli Aza. Seeing that their family was in poor condition, she approached them repeatedly and persuaded them to sell their children.The last few times I came here, I was chased out by the father and daughter with a broom. Unexpectedly, today she came to the door again while the little girl and the master were not at home.

"Tsk tsk, Palidan, how can you talk like that? I'm here to help your family. Everyone knows that your family is poor, and all the children in the town have gone to school, but you two are still hiding at home. Aunt and Your mother agreed that if you don’t sell your brother, I’ll take him out to beg for food.” When Jiwa said the word beg for food, Jiwa didn’t feel the slightest bit embarrassed.

"What did you say? Abu Dan will not go out to beg with you. My father will not agree to such a shameful thing." The little girl was so frightened that she hid her brother behind her. My younger brother is not much taller.

"Who says it's shameful to beg for food? It's shameful if you don't have money. I will give your family 5000 yuan a year. When you get more money, you can give him some delicious food. It's better than if you can't eat a few times a year here. Harry is strong. Go, go, kid, what do you know? Your mother has agreed, go away," Jiva pounced on the little boy like a hungry wolf and was about to leave, the little girl hugged desperately Chiva's arm, trying to save my brother from her.

The little boy looked so frightened that he couldn't even cry.

How could Jiwa be dragged by the little girl, and if she dragged on for a while, the child's father would be back, but she had predicted that at this time of the day, Zhou Qi would be busy working in his few acres of cotton fields that were dying.The mother of the siblings is weak and sick, and lamented that the family was poor, and it was good for one of the two children to go out to see and see.

"Don't let my brother be a beggar. I will follow you. I can wash the dishes and cook. I can also sew buttons for you. I will come with you. I will ask for a lot of money," the little girl said. The language is Uighur, she yelled, and yelled into the bungalow.But she was not strong enough, and she was thrown to the ground like a piece of floating dust by Jiwa whose arms were thicker than her waist.

Dust covered her face, and there was only despair in her eyes.

"Hey, help, someone is dead," the wicked woman Jiwa uttered a heart-piercing scream, and just as she was about to pull the little boy away, a strange wind came from behind her The wrist was grabbed, and then the hands were cut behind the back.

The evil arm was twisted into a hemp rope, and the face of the naan bread slammed on the ground, and the screaming mouth was pressed into the soil before it could make a sound, "Yeah... Haw, eat a mouth full of mud.

The little girl hurriedly pulled her brother back, and after seeing clearly who had subdued Jiwa, she froze on the spot.

Such a big movement disturbed the sick Uighur woman lying on the bed in the bungalow, that is, the mother of the siblings.

She held the door open and walked out. There was a strange young man standing at the door of the house. Her daughter and son were standing beside her. One eye was slightly red with a little anxiety, and the other eye was shining with admiration.

Jiwa's rhetoric just now convinced the mother for a while. The family is poor, her body is not neat, her husband is a bull, and she doesn't grow any other crops except cotton.

Seeing that this year's cotton harvest is still not good, the mother can only think of ways to move some money for the family, and then agrees to Jiwa's bad idea for a while.

But as soon as the talent left the door, the mother's heart ached.After all, the child is the heart and soul of the mother. The words the daughter yelled outside just now were clearly for her, and she heard them all. The mother's heart was also sore.

Thinking about letting the child go out to act as a beggar, it is a loss of dignity. The father of the child cares most about dignity. I'm afraid I'm going to be pissed off.

Zhou Ziang looked up at the three people standing under the bungalow, as well as the whining wicked woman, "I'm here to pay back Bahari's money."

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