Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Grandma felt like the sky was falling——

Time goes back to last night, before going to bed.

She told Xiao Doubao that her father was on the way back, and Xiao Doubao cried and insisted on running away from home.

Now, immediately, right away.

He didn't even sleep and had a rare, unusually violent temper tantrum like a child.

There was nothing Grandma could do. No matter how much she was persuaded, she slept for an hour or two. But when dawn came, she started making a fuss again. There was nothing she could do, so she had to pack up and take her out.

She had been isolated from the world for so many years, it was impossible for her to say that she was not afraid.

Ma Fuqing rode a motorcycle to take them to the bus stop in town.

Look at his worried look, he looks like an old father sending his daughter on a long journey.

The bus was full of tourists, mostly young people, with only two empty seats in the corner, which was just right.

When everyone saw the grandparents and grandchildren wearing Miao costumes, they couldn't help but take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Click, click, click, the sound never stops.

Grandma doesn’t have a cell phone. The landline at home was installed thirty years ago and the number has never been changed.

The flight attendant handed the payment code to her, but when she saw that she didn't move for a long time, her smile faded.

[Sister, this is not a city bus. Elderly and children are not free. To Fenghuang Ancient Town, it costs 20 yuan per person, and children are half price.]

Grandma pursed her lips. She had money in her pocket, but the little bun had fallen asleep in her arms, making it difficult to take it out.

Who told the little guy to sleep restlessly all night?

[Amei, wait for me to move the child to another place, then I’ll give you the money. I have money.]

Grandma felt a little uneasy. The village and outside the village were like two different worlds.

The flight attendant remained silent as she watched her take a backpack off her back, take out two bundles and place them on the chair next to her, then carefully place the child on the soft bundle and rest his head on her lap.

She took out the purse containing her money from her bosom. It was embroidered by her herself stitch by stitch. It looked delicate and beautiful, like a work of art.

The grandma sitting next to me, wearing a Sunset Red Tour Group hat, looked interested and asked, "Big sister, your purse is really pretty, do you want to sell it to me?"

Grandma shook her head and refused to sell it. She took out a fifty-dollar bill.

The flight attendant didn't answer, and her head hurt because she didn't have any cash to change.

The bus was full of people and all fares were paid by scanning the QR code.

This is the only one without internet...what to do? !

When grandma saw that she didn't take the money, her face turned a little unhappy and she dug her toes on the ground in embarrassment.

[Oh, you are such a narrow-minded person. It's only thirty dollars. I paid for her.]

The red-hatted grandma next to her took out her mobile phone and scanned the code, and Grandma had no time to stop her.

【30 yuan has been received via WeChat. 】

The transaction is completed after voice reporting.

The flight attendant clapped her hands and returned to her seat.

Grandma stuffed 50 yuan into the Red Hat Grandma's pocket without saying a word, and kept thanking her in a low voice for fear of waking up the little bun.

[Ah, you, I don't have any money to give you... By the way, big sister, I really like your purse, can you sell it to me? ]

Grandma looked at her, and without hesitation, she took out her purse and pulled out a handful of banknotes packed by size, roughly estimated to be nearly ten thousand.

Grandma Red Riding Hood opened her mouth in surprise. She thought...

[Here, it's not worth much, I made it myself, you just helped me a lot, I want to thank you! ]

The two of them pushed and shoved each other, and the red-hatted lady didn't want to take advantage of her. Seeing that the girl, who was as stubborn as a cow, refused to take the money, she stuffed it into the pocket of the little bean bun's hat when she wasn't paying attention.

Neither of them noticed that the man behind them, who was covering half of his face with his coat, had his eyes flashed when he saw the handful of money.

The road is not easy to travel on. It is almost the peak tourist season now, so there are many people and cars.

There will be traffic jam from time to time.

A stop-and-go car is most likely to cause passengers to fall asleep.

Grandma was originally worried because she was away from home, but soon she couldn't bear it anymore.

Oh, it was all Xiao Doubao’s fault for being so annoying last night. Neither of us slept well.

The man behind me took off his coat, covered his face with it, and quietly moved to the corridor.

The guys in the back seat were snoring loudly, with no sign of waking up.

The man was a habitual thief who specialized in stealing tourists' things on tourist buses. This time, he chose the old Miao lady who was with the baby.

He held the blade between his fingers and slashed at the cloth bag that Grandma was carrying across her body as fast as lightning.

[Eh?! What are you doing? ]

A loud shout exploded in the thief's ears.

It was the grandma in red hat. There were too many mosquitoes in the homestay where she stayed last night. She slept lightly and was hungry. She couldn't sleep well in the car. She woke up when a figure flashed in front of her.

Many people were awakened and looked over.

It was too late for the man to hide.

The Red Riding Hood grandmother was full of righteousness. She had already stretched out her big hands like iron pliers to grab the thief's arm, and with a force, she twisted it behind her back.

Only then did Grandma realize that her bag was cut, and through the gap she could see the money and the jade jar inside.

Yes, she brought the Gu King with her as well.

This thief's ancestors must have burned a lot of incense to save his life.

The poison of the Gu King will kill anyone who comes into contact with it.

In particular, when there is ill will towards the Gu King's master, it will further stimulate the Gu King's sense of protecting his master.

The driver stepped on the brakes and the car pulled over.

He ran up behind, grabbed the thief by the scruff of the neck and lifted him up.

[You are so good, you stole things from my car again. I didn't punish you lightly last time, did I? I said, can't you find another driver to cause trouble? Why do you keep getting into my car every other day? Huh?! Do you think I am honest and easy to bully?! ]

[Call the police! Call the police now! I won’t let you off lightly this time! ]

The attendant still had a red mark on his face from sleeping on the window. He took out his cell phone and called 110.

The police came over very quickly. After all, they had to focus on building a civilized city recently, and they were cracking down on thefts very strictly.

Foreign tourists come with money to spend and contribute to the local GDP, so they won't give their money to thieves.

We must crack down severely. We must crack down severely.

The unfortunate thief was dragged out of the car by the driver and handed over to the police.

All the passengers in the car applauded him as if he was a hero.

A true hero pulls his hat to hide his achievements and fame.

Grandma was very grateful to this stranger, and the two exchanged names.

One is Ma Qinglan and the other is Wu Yuqing. Coincidentally, both of their names contain the character "qing".

Grandma Red Hat took the initiative to call Grandma Xiaoqingmei, and she was generous and cheerful, not annoying at all.

Grandma also followed suit and called her Sister Yuqing.

By the time they got off the bus, Wu Yuqing had already figured out that this was Xiaoqing's first time visiting Fenghuang.

Unlike her, a lady from Northeast China, who has come to Fenghuang seven or eight times, a long way from home, just because she likes the cultural landscape here.

The stilt house is so beautiful, and the ethnic costumes, bags and headdresses are so beautiful. It’s just that she doesn’t have the conditions, otherwise she would have moved a stilt house back home.

The little girl was half asleep. She lay in the backpack, her pigtails swaying as she followed her grandmother's steps.

[Sister Xiaoqing, you still have to buy a mobile phone, otherwise you will really be left behind by the new era. Nowadays, you have to scan codes everywhere, and you can't spend money with you, and it's not safe. ]

Grandma thought so too, and there happened to be an electronics store at the intersection, so she bought a Huawei phone without much effort.

Strongly recommended by Wu Yuqing, her son is a programmer at Huawei. It is a domestic brand and is far ahead.

It’s not enough to have a mobile phone without a SIM card. I looked for a store sign and there was one not far away. I went in and bought a number and had to show my ID card.

Grandma pouted her lips. What a trouble. Next time, no matter what, she must not spoil the little kid too much.

Wu Yuqing, the silly girl from Northeast China, had a very pleasant personality. Grandma didn't worry about it the whole time and just let her tinker with it. The two of them ordered a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks in the teahouse, and sat down to rest while downloading, installing and registering.

Grandma drank five or six cups of tea in one breath. The little kid was sleeping soundly and didn't show any sign of waking up in the short term. His little face was flushed.

[Hey, here it is, I have added my WeChat to yours, you can try it.]

Grandma picked up the phone and suddenly felt the urge to pee.

[I'm going to the toilet, please help me watch the child. ]

[Do I need to tell you?! ]

Wu Yuqing rolled his eyes at her.

Grandma went to the toilet.

When I came out ten minutes later, the person was gone, and the little bean bun was gone too.

All that was left was an overturned cup and a bamboo basket containing a bundle.

Grandma was confused and rushed out of the store like a fly, shouting Xiao Doubao's name in panic.

The sign of the shop behind me is Tuojiang Style.