Dressed as a mother-in-law, she leads the whole family to turn over

Chapter 31 Little Beggar
  Jiang Ning hesitated for a moment, then took out a bamboo tube, put four pieces of braised pork in it, and sealed the mouth with banana leaves. After making sure that the smell could not escape, he handed it to Yang Santie, "Bring it over like this, don't let the people in the second room see it." , put it directly in your grandma’s house.”

Yang Santie took the bamboo tube and ran out immediately. He was familiar with the roads in the village and could touch them with his eyes closed.

At this moment, Old Man Yang and Mr. Li were sitting in the yard to eat after dinner, and they would go into the house to sleep in a while. When they saw Yang Santie coming over, they both frowned.

"Santie, why are you here?" Li directly pulled Yang Santie into the room.

When Qian heard the voice, he came out and took a look. Seeing that Yang Santie's hands were empty, he immediately curled his lips and showed no interest.

After Yang Santie entered the house, he took out the bamboo tube from his arms and said in a low voice: "Grandma, I gave you a few pieces of the braised pork cooked by my mother. You and my grandpa can eat it secretly. Don't let the second uncle and the second aunt." they know."

When Mrs. Li heard the word meat, she became completely uneasy. People like them only cut one or two kilograms of meat to satisfy their cravings during the holidays. Jiang Mrs. dared to buy meat now. Where did she get the money?
  "Santie, tell grandma honestly, where did your mother get the money to buy meat?" Ms. Li was really afraid! I'm worried that the source of the money is unknown.

Yang Santie chuckled and said, "Don't worry, grandma. My elder brother caught the fish and sold it to Dashan Inn. I wanted to eat meat, so grandma didn't ask for money and just exchanged it for a piece of meat."

Li's face instantly darkened when she heard this. She couldn't bear to scold her grandson, so she scolded Jiang Ning, "You prodigal bitch! I finally saved a few pennies and put them all in my mouth! Seeing that the autumn harvest will be harvested in a few months, the house has not yet been settled. Oh! You can’t live in a straw hut in winter! You’ll freeze to death!”

Although they don't get heavy snowfall like in the north in winter, they do get light snowfall. It's still the kind of sleet that's so cold and freezing that you can't bear it even under the covers, let alone living in a thatched hut with drafts everywhere.

Yang Santie was so anxious that he stood on tiptoe, "Grandma, stop talking. My grandma knows better. She won't let us spend the winter in the hut. I want to go back to eat meat!"

Saying that, Yang Santie slipped away.

Li was so angry that she laughed and cursed, but didn't say anything else.

Old Man Yang didn't expect that the braised pork was delivered this time. He was surprised and ate a piece, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "I didn't expect that my family has such skills! It's not inferior to the chefs in the town at all!"

"I think you haven't eaten meat for a long time! It's not that exaggerated!" Li complained, ate a piece, and immediately fell silent.

There were only four pieces of meat in total, one piece for each of the two people, and it was gone in two bites.

Mrs. Li was reluctant to part with the soup hanging on the wall, so she specially made some hot water and drank it, just to quench her thirst.

Yang Santie ran all the way home. He couldn't see anything in the dark. When he was going uphill, he suddenly bumped into someone. The pain was so painful that he almost burst into tears. When he took a closer look, hehe! Good guy, he turned out to be that little beggar again.

Jiang Ning looked up when he heard the commotion and saw Yang Santie leading the little beggar in with a look on his face, "Mom, I bumped into her again for some reason, I'm sorry."

Jiang Ning hurried over, knelt down and looked at the little beggar carefully, "What's your name?"

The little beggar took a careful look at Jiang Ning and whispered, "Mianmian."

Jiang Ning: "????"

"Why are you following us?"

Mianmian glanced at Jiang Ning timidly, and then said after a while: "You are good people and did not give Mianmian away."

"Why did they arrest you?" Yang Santie asked curiously.

Mianmian sniffed and said with tears in her eyes: "They are bad people and want to sell Mianmian."

Jiang Ning's eyes suddenly widened, "You say they are kidnappers?"

A kidnapper is a trafficker.

Mianmian nodded. Jiang Ning took a deep breath, terrified, "Then how did you escape?"

Mianmian stretched out her little hands with fluttering flesh, "I took the broken tiles of the ruined temple and secretly cut the rope, and escaped while they were sleeping."

It's really shocking that a five- or six-year-old child can do this.

Those little hands are really distressing.

It was getting dark now, and it was extremely dangerous for a child to leave here. Although Jiang Ning didn't want to cause trouble, he couldn't do anything to drive the person away, so he immediately asked Liu Ye to boil hot water for him to wash.

The child's hair was all tangled, mixed with dust and dead branches and leaves, making it difficult to take care of.

At home, we only have ready-made plant ash to use. This stuff is pretty good at removing oil stains, but washing hair doesn't seem to work well. Liu Ye struggled for a long time and finally washed the child clean.

He ran to Jiang Ning and whispered, "Mom, that child is a little girl, not a boy."

"Little girl?" No wonder the child's name is so feminine, "Then let her change into Xiaoya's clothes first, and I'll ask her questions later."

Although the child is young, he is smart and speaks clearly and logically. He is obviously not an ordinary child. I am afraid there is something wrong here.

After Liu Ye left, Yang Datou and his brothers entered the house, "Auntie, what should I do with that child? Do we want to report him to the police?"

Jiang Ning sighed, "Let's take a look later."

When Liu Ye led the cleaned up Mian Mian into the house, everyone was surprised when they saw it. The little girl was a little haggard, with a pair of big shining eyes on her pale face, a beautiful nose, and a small cherry mouth, which could be seen at a young age. She will definitely be a beauty in the future.

Jiang Ning pulled the person to his side and asked gently: "Where is your home?"

Mianmian lowered his head and shook his head, "I don't know, my parents didn't tell me."

Jiang Ning suddenly realized that this was possible, and changed the question again, "How far did those two bad guys take you?"

Mianmian racked her brains for a long time, but still shook her head, "I can't remember clearly. They took me in a carriage and a boat, and my luggage was stolen on the way, so I had to walk."

This result was beyond Jiang Ning's expectation.

Yang Datou said: "Auntie, I didn't expect human traffickers to be so unlucky."

No! What's more, what they do is a shameful thing, and they can't report it to the official. If they lose their things, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

Since Mianmian is not a local, it will be easier to deal with. Jiang Ning immediately said to Yang Datou: "We will go to the county government to report to the official tomorrow morning. Mianmian's matter must be resolved."

Mianmian huddled next to Jiang Ning and remained silent.

Tonight, besides Yang Xiaoya, there was another Mianmian on Jiang Ning's bed, so crowded that it was difficult for her to even turn over.

Before dawn the next day, Yang Datou rushed to the river ditch to set up a fish basket, and then rushed back to accompany Jiang Ning to the county government to report to the official.

The mother and son figured it out and decided to go directly to the town to catch a carriage. They could also sell the fish to the county, which would at least cover the travel expenses.

Along the way, the two of them kept thinking about what they would say when they met the county magistrate, and their nervousness never calmed down. When they arrived at the county office, they found out that the county magistrate had packed up and left long ago when his term was up, and the new county magistrate would not be available for more than a month. Taking office means that their trip was in vain.

(End of this chapter)