Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3777 Save the Child

The food came soon, Luo Fengtang put the chopsticks in front of Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, listen to the opera while eating, don't get hungry."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and looked away, just as she took the chopsticks into her hands, there was a sudden commotion from the stage below.

I saw a seven or eight-year-old child get out from behind the stage like a mud monkey and rush to the stage.

Behind him, five or six burly men ran out, all of them with hideous eyes, and one of them was holding a rope in his hand.

They glanced at the guests sitting on the tables in front of the stage, showing some hesitation, and stood there threatening the child with their eyes, telling him to come over obediently.

The child just couldn't go over, so, under the amazed gaze of the audience, the child became deadlocked with the group of people.

"What's the situation?" Yang Ruoqing looked in surprise.

Luo Fengtang didn't know either, he raised his hand, and the ghost behind him
A guard appeared, "Go and inquire."

The guard disappeared like a gust of wind, and soon came back again, whispering a few words in Luo Fengtang's ear.

Luo Fengtang nodded, and the guard retreated.

"What's the situation?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "This child was sold into an opera troupe, and it was said that he was teaching opera singing rules in the backyard. The child was naughty and didn't want to learn, so he ran to the front stage to make trouble."

"The men who came to chase him are from the troupe..."

Before Luo Fengtang finished speaking, there was a gasp from below.

Seeing that the group of people could no longer hold their breath, they simply lifted the curtain of the stage and rushed to the stage. A person who looked like the troupe leader came to the edge of the stage to apologize to the guests,

In order to create opportunities and delay time for the few burly men behind him to catch the child.

Those burly men rushed forward, encircling the child in the middle, approaching step by step, narrowing the child's space.

At last, they grabbed the child again like an eagle catching a chick, picked it up and hurried to the backyard.

The head teacher was relieved to see that the child had been caught back, and hurriedly retreated.

On the stage, the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra played again, and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai continued their [-]th farewell, as if the previous scene was just a small interlude.

And all the guests watching the opera under the stage were attracted by the opera again, and no one cared about how the child who was taken away would be treated next.

Moreover, as the plot of the opera on the stage gradually reached its climax, there was applause from the audience, and the atmosphere was very good.

But on the second floor, Yang Ruoqing suddenly lost the desire to watch a play.

"What's wrong?" Luo Fengtang sized up Yang Ruoqing, and found that she didn't watch the show or eat the food.

Yang Ruoqing put down her chopsticks: "Suddenly I got a little upset."

Luo Fengtang frowned slightly, and immediately put down his chopsticks.

"Are you worried about that kid?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at him: "I have no bad intentions, but I just can't bear the sight of a big-armed adult bullying a child!"

This may have something to do with being an orphan in my previous life.

Since I can remember when I was a few years old, I have been wandering on the street, rummaging through trash cans for food with wild dogs.

Scared by some equally insane lunatics and even nearly bullied by old bums.

Later, he was brought back to the organization with great difficulty, thinking that he would be able to eat and clothe himself without going out to dig through the trash can, but there was no human touch in the organization.

You can only be left behind if you are strong enough.

If you are weak, you will be eliminated. Those eliminated children will be sent to no one knows where.

Even if she, Yang Ruoqing, survived by relying on her strength, she also survived by stepping on the bodies of her companions. There, she really knew that the so-called human world was actually just another animal world.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and everyone will do whatever it takes to survive.

Day after day, year after year, she grew up in such an environment, and she gradually grew into a top international agent.

However, the bright sunshine in the growing years has nothing to do with her. Her memories are only bloody, intrigue, and indifference.

It was in the past ten years after time travel, with the company of her relatives around her, and under the care of her lover, that she gradually regained the warmth and friendliness that a person should have.

At this moment, seeing that child being tied back to the backstage by several big men, she seemed to see those little friends who tried to escape back then.

Faced after being captured by the organization...

"I have a hunch that that child will suffer a lot, Tang Yazi, I want to save that child!" Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang.

"These opera troupes, don't they buy their children just to train them to sing? We redeem the children, double the money!" she said again.

The last thing they lack is money, a few taels of silver, or a few tens of taels of silver for redemption, is nothing to them.

But it is a buoy to pull the child out of the sea of ​​suffering, and a few dozen taels of silver can change the child's life.

"Do I have to go now?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The opera troupe usually don't sing in this theater building, they go all over the rivers and lakes, and sing operas everywhere. It's just that they just arrived in Tianhai County at this moment, so they temporarily borrowed the stage of this theater building to sing. I'm worried about being late and they're gone.

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang immediately stood up and stretched out his hand to her: "Let's go together!"

When Yang Ruoqing and Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard while the iron was hot, they found that the backyard was very peaceful, and it was not at all the scene of hanging children there and whipping them as she had guessed.

On the contrary, the miscellaneous boys in the troupe were carrying things in an orderly manner.

"Where's your class leader?" Yang Ruoqing asked one of the boys.

The boy raised his hand and pointed to the west wing, then turned around and continued to carry things.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came to the west wing room and were about to knock on the door, but the door opened from the inside.

The chunky class leader from before came out together with one of the burly men who tied up the children. The two talked in a low voice while walking. It seemed that they were discussing things and reached a consensus.

When he saw the two face-faced men standing at the door, they were a little shorter, and although they had long mustaches, they had delicate features.

The tall man beside him was even more heroic and tall, with an extraordinary bearing.

The leader of the class is an old Jiang Hu, who has traveled far and wide and has seen a lot. One look at Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's demeanor and you will know that they are extraordinary.

A smile quickly changed on his face, and he raised his hand and arched: "Dare to ask the two guest officers..."

"Are you the class leader?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The head teacher was startled, it turned out to be a woman!
"Yes, I am the head of this troupe." He said.

"May I ask what your orders are for the two guest officers?"

(End of this chapter)