Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Countless people told him that girls who were trafficked would most likely not have a good ending.

Even if you are young, it is the same.

Normal people cannot imagine how dirty and ugly the dark corners where the sun doesn’t reach are. They are so dirty that no one can help them.

The old man doesn't care. Doesn't his mother always scold him for being a stubborn bastard?

She's right.

Over the past thirty years, he has stumbled across most of China.

A few years ago, someone said that there were many Chinese people who were unable to escape in northern Myanmar, and he also wanted to go and see if his daughter was there, but he was stopped by soldiers who were doing field training halfway.

The soldier said, don't go, people like you are not worth scamming, and going there would be like committing suicide.

Yes, he was in rags, skinny and had no flesh on his body. He was even worse than a beggar begging on the street.

Most residents in the southwestern border area were not very wealthy. When he wandered here, he seldom picked up scraps to sell for money, so his life became worse and worse. He was almost out of food and ammunition, and was kept alive by a breath of spiritual energy.

This fairy air is his promise to his deceased wife.

The deepest love a man has for his wife and daughter.

The family photo in his pocket was scratched, and even after being plastic-wrapped, it was still scratched.

Every time he wanted to take it out to show others, he was reluctant to do so.

【Prosperous! 】

Old man, hurry up, the fish has taken the bait, pull the rope quickly!

The old man was hit on the lower back by the dog's head. His hands were faster than his brain and he pulled the rope wrapped around his hands tight.

He tried using branches several times, but it didn't work because they broke too easily. It would be better to just use a line to hang a hook and fish.

The dog's injuries have completely healed. She is now very healthy and active, jumping up and down like a well-behaved little girl at all.

Ahem, the old man knew on the night they first met that this was a little bitch, a tough, brave and smart little girl.

Who can walk away after seeing the wounds all over his body and the pair of wet eyes that were alert and then full of trust? !

He originally had a hard time supporting himself, but at that moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his daughter in the dog. His heart softened, and he could no longer bear to let go.

The fish was quickly pulled up. It was a very common carp. The locals didn't like to eat it very much because it had many bones and, if not handled properly, it would have a strong, lingering fishy smell.

The old man only knows how to boil the fish in water. If he boils the fish directly in water, it will be a waste of water.

【Prosperous! 】

let me.

I grabbed the tail of the big carp, which was still swinging its tail wildly, and slammed it hard against a big rock. I did this several times before I successfully knocked it unconscious.

I was so dizzy that I couldn't stand steadily, and the old man was so angry that he laughed.

[You little thing, do you think I can do nothing? Watch this! ]

The old man pushed me away with his butt, picked up the only small knife, held down the unconscious carp with one hand, and scraped off the scales with the other hand. The white and transparent scales flew everywhere in tiny pieces.

【Prosperous! 】

I felt playful and put my nose close to it and took a deep breath.

Oh my god!

Suck it in!

[Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…]

I sneezed a series of times and was stunned. This thing is poisonous!

The old man laughed maliciously, and his men quickly cut open the fish's belly and dug out the stuff in it.

[Hey, do you want to eat?! ]

[Wu?!]

I leaned in to smell it, and was so horrified by the stench that I fell backward, shaking my head repeatedly, leaving an afterimage.

No no no no no!

[Okay, okay, if you don’t want it, I’ll throw it away! ]

The old man didn't expect that the dog would dislike fish debris so much. After taking a closer look, he found that there were indeed no fish eggs or fish bubbles. With a force, he threw a parabola towards the river.

It hit a big black fish that had just emerged.

【Prosperous! 】

I watched with my own eyes as the big black fish opened its tiny mouth like a black hole and swallowed the fish offal in one gulp.

vomit!

I don't eat my own kind, you are even more of a dog than me...

I will never eat snakehead fish again and put it on my blacklist.

The old man continued to cook. The fish had been cut in half and its tail was still jumping around.

He simply applied a little salt, thought for a while, walked a long way, and picked a handful of wild vegetables from the riverside.

He said it was wild leek.

Well, I don't think so. I stared at him with suspicion. Don't forget the pot of mushroom soup you cooked a few days ago. You almost sent yourself away...

Fortunately, I was smart and jumped onto your stomach and did a few old-age disco songs, which made you vomit.

otherwise……

Otherwise, I will be the only one left...

【Prosperous! 】

No wild leeks!

No!

The old man was also helpless. This dog was too human-like. The look in its eyes clearly showed that it didn't want it, but he couldn't bear to be hard-hearted. He threw away the wild leeks/weeds that he had picked with great effort.

The black fish popped its head out again, looked at us with disdain, ripples appeared on the water surface, and the weeds sank to the bottom.

【Prosperous! 】

See, I was right, what good can it be if you don’t even eat fish?!

The old man touched his nose angrily, and his nose was covered with mud.

Build a fire, start a pot, light the fire, boil the water and put the fish in to cook.

There is no other way. The only seasoning is salt, which costs 2 yuan a pack and can be used for a long time.

I really can't afford to buy oil. Even if I sell all the cardboard and plastic bottles piled in the corner, I'm afraid they still wouldn't be enough to buy a bottle of oil.

As long as you can survive, save as much as you can.

After so many years, the old man has gotten used to it.

[Little guy, you are not that lucky to follow me...]

【Prosperous! 】

The moment our skin touched, my eyes blurred.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a wonderful scene. The last time he touched the wound on my back was the night we first met. I was so emotional and my mind was in a mess that I didn't have time to react.

The old man dragged a sack and searched for scraps that could be sold in a trash can at a corner. He was driven away by the security guard. He bowed and begged for mercy with a smile, "I'm waiting for the rice to cook at home. Let me look for it again. I promise not to disturb others."

The security guard was actually just following orders. When his superiors asked him to drive people away, he came with a stick.

It turned out to be an old man with clear and bright eyes, about the same age as his old father at home. He was just pretending to be under the surveillance.

If I didn't drive him away, I would be scolded when I go back, so I might as well just stand by and accompany him, so that I can have an excuse when I go back [I can't really hit the old man, that's something only animals would do! ]

I guess his stingy boss wouldn’t dare say anything.

The old man turned a row of four trash cans upside down. His nose had become immune to all kinds of stench, and there was no expression of disgust on his face.

I finally packed up some plastic bottles, beer bottles, cardboard boxes and rotten books that had not been properly sorted and carried them on my shoulders. Just as I was about to go out the side door of the community, an old lady rushed out halfway.

She pointed a broom at him and yelled, "All the trash cans in this neighborhood are mine. Why do you come here to steal? Put them down, or I'll call someone to beat you to death, you old man."

The security guard who was following from a distance was so scared that he quickly hid behind a landscape tree. He knew this old lady. She was a bully in the community. No one could get even a penny from her. She would scold anyone she caught. She had four sons in the family, all of them were big and strong.

He lives in the largest house in the community, picks up the smelliest garbage in the community, and has habits that are so weird that they are shocking.

I heard that the old lady's husband, who had passed away many years ago, started out as a scrap collector.

They are not diligent enough, and now they are blatantly dividing up the territory and robbing people.

Most of the scavengers are single elderly people who dare not call the police when they are bullied. The stubborn old man is different. When the sack he used as his life-saving money was grabbed, he shouted for help. His voice was too shrill and desperate, which attracted a traffic policeman on duty at the intersection.

Traffic police are also police.

Without waiting for the traffic police to extend her hand, the old lady turned around and ran away.

The gangsters are afraid of the tough guys, the tough guys are afraid of the desperate guys, and the desperate guys are still afraid of the police.